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The Fu Family moved into their new home, and the paint production was scheduled to begin. That afternoon, after finishing his duties at the martial arts academy, Fu Hanwen personally hauled a cart full of ore back to Houling Village. He had been bringing loads for several days, and a yard full of various colored ores had piled up high, spilling over from the old house. So, Fu Hanwen hired a few young men from the village to build a large shed next to the old house to store the ores.
"Hanwen," Village Chief Qin Daliang asked skeptically, "are you sure these rocks can be turned into paint for painting?"
These rocks didn't look quite like ordinary rocks, but no matter how you looked at it, rocks were still rocks. Could they really be converted into paint?
"They can," Fu Hanwen assured him, not intending to explain in detail. After all, everyone would believe it once the master arrived and ground the pigments out.
