Jing Taihe was not particularly good with words, at least not in front of Hua Xiaomai. Because he spoke so rarely, when he first arrived in Fire Knife Village, Hua Xiaomai was actually quite nervous, worried that he did not welcome her presence.
Yet, it was this man, with whom she barely communicated, who silently crafted a whole set of kitchenware for her, which was truly...
Perhaps dazzled by the shining light in Hua Xiaomai's eyes, Jing Taihe smiled, reaching to touch the back of his neck, "These items, you could spend a little money and buy them from a store, and they would serve the purpose. But those made at home have more solid materials. Plus, if anything is amiss, they can be adjusted anytime. I rarely make pots for others, and I'm not sure how well they turned out. You try using them, and if they're not right, I'll hammer them again."
