"Sister Song, you and your two disciples carved these top-quality jades, but there's still so much rough material. Can just three people handle it all?" Lin Tian looked around the basement filled with hundreds of rough stones and expressed his doubt.
Sister Song chuckled and said, "Young man, do you think jade carving today is still stuck in the small workshops of decades ago where two or three people toiled for months without producing a single piece? Don't worry, I have my own jade carving team, each with their own unique skills. If we still need more hands, there are students with good potential in my jade carving class. I'm not worried about not having enough people—I'm worried you won't have enough jade."
"You even started a training class, Sister Song? Were your two indoor disciples also selected from the training class?" Lin Tian was even more surprised and exclaimed.
