The blacksmith had been stunned and agape from the moment Lin Yuan poured that silvery liquid over the glaze, having never seen silver used in such a way before—it was sheer wastefulness!
Lin Yi, standing nearby, looked at the flirtatiously chatting pair as if they were creatures from another world. He had a clear understanding of the couple's obsession with wealth, considering not only those dozen taels of silver but also the piece of glaze itself. Although it may not have been valuable in the Western Region, it was nearly impossible to purchase in Dayong. Furthermore, considering the expenses for transport and safekeeping over the journey, a whole piece of glaze would cost at least Fifty Taels of silver—such a shame to see it tainted with silver liquid!
Meanwhile, regarded as monsters by the others, Lin Yuan and Xia Zheng were whispering softly to each other.
