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She looked around, her eyes firm and hopeful. "If we could produce good results in just two days, there wouldn't be any need for all of you toiling away! I'm afraid Uncle Ling, A-Kuan, and Daniu would have figured it out long ago."

"Hey, hey! That's right!" Hearing this slightly old-fashioned response, Jing Chunxi finally noticed that Ling Bo was standing in the crowd. His face was slightly wrinkled, but his eyes revealed a hint of determination.

Ling Bo's presence here was the most appropriate, and the discovery of tree pulp and the use of glue were largely his credit. If he hadn't been the first to use glue to bond wood, Ah Kuan and Da Niu wouldn't have been able to learn how to make glue balls.

He stood among the crowd, and although he didn't speak, his presence itself was an encouragement.

Everyone seemed to be comforted by Jing Chunxi's words, and nodded, thinking that this was indeed the case. However, looking at the prince who was still a little gloomy, they still felt a little guilty, and no one dared to say a word.

Although there was a glimmer of light in their eyes, they still had a hint of uneasiness, and everyone was afraid of facing failure again.

"Miss Jing is right, I was too impatient!" Xu Zize seemed to be comforted by Jing Chunxi's words. He finally decided not to dwell on the issue anymore, and said this to everyone with a hint of apology.

A hint of relief crossed his face, and his eyes softened. He'd been too impatient these past two days, trying to accomplish things quickly, which had caused everyone else to get nervous. Each failure was a blow, and the repeated blows had nearly wiped out everyone's confidence.

He was well aware that destroying the entire team might be just a thought away.

"Perhaps we haven't found the right solution yet." Xu Zize's voice was a touch tired, but his tone was more resolute. He looked around at the artisans and soldiers with their heads bowed, as well as the pile of radish heads, his eyes filled with encouragement. "Don't lose heart, everyone. Failure is not your fault. Without failure, there would be no success. As long as we persevere, there will definitely be a way."

Seeing the tense atmosphere around them slowly relax, Xu Zize also expressed his apology to everyone. He lowered his head slightly and said in a low and sincere voice, "I was too anxious these past two days, which made everyone nervous. It's my fault. I hope everyone can cheer up again. If we work together, we will definitely achieve results."

Jing Chunxi was worried he would continue. After all, given his status, he would probably never bow his head before ordinary people. So he intervened, saying, "Everyone here is great, but the Crown Prince has his own ideas. He already sent people out to sea to find the answer, but the results haven't come so quickly. The Crown Prince doesn't want to wait for a long year or two, or even a year or two, so he's so impatient."

She hoped that these words could help Xu Zize out of the predicament. After all, he was indeed a bit reckless in this matter.

But their words had already comforted everyone. Failure was failure, and they had never thought of blaming the failure on the prince.

Jing Chunxi approached Xu Zize and comforted him in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Whenever you encounter a bottleneck in anything, you can't rush into it. Calm down and think carefully. Maybe you will find a breakthrough inadvertently and find a solution soon." His eyes were full of encouragement as he looked at him.

Seeing that he was silent but his expression was very natural, she knew that he was comforted. Jing Chunxi said again, "I'm here! Brother Xiaokang and I will find a solution together." Her eyes told Xu Zize that she would always be by his side and face difficulties together.

These words finally succeeded in making Xu Zize's mouth curl up slightly as usual, and the look in his eyes when he looked at her became hot.

His eyes were filled with gratitude, and a voice in his heart said, "With you here, Brother Xiaokang has strength."

"Miss Jing is right. We've tried countless times, but the pulp still lacks toughness and elasticity. This means our method is wrong. Let's all go back and rest. We can continue after we figure it out."

Xu Zize followed Jing Chunxi's advice and decided to think carefully about where the problem lay. Before that, there was no need to waste so many people and make them work so hard, so he planned to give everyone a chance to rest.

Everyone present nodded in agreement after hearing this. They were exhausted from the busy work, but they were at a loss because the sap was not tough enough.

Jing Chunxi's proposal was like a beacon, making everyone realize that instead of continuing blindly, it would be better to stop and reflect on the problem.

As the soldiers were walking back, someone suggested, "We've had enough time to rest for half a day. We're just sitting around doing nothing anyway. Why don't we go up the mountain with them to collect the sap tomorrow?"

Someone immediately agreed, "Exactly. Who knows how long it will take to figure out a solution? We can't just sit there idle while everyone else is busy."

"While we collect the pulp, we can also help think about it. Maybe we can come up with some useful methods." The soldiers walked towards the kitchen while thinking about how they could help. They did not want to stand out at this critical moment and hoped to contribute their own strength to solving the problem.

But there were still many people under the big banyan tree next to the drying yard.

The two craftsmen and Ling Bo sat on a stone slab, smoking their water pipes and chatting as they did so. They wanted to wait and see what other instructions the prince would give them next.

July and September saw that the atmosphere was not right and chose to remain invisible.

Zhengyue squatted beside them, plucking a handful of grass and throwing it away, occasionally looking at the young lady and the prince.

Ah Kuan and Da Niu were squatting with a few of the children, playing house. They had built a stove with two stones, a tile on top, and some dry branches underneath, and they had even lit a fire with straw.

Xiao Man had nothing to do, so she dragged Chu Yi over to join them. The children's innocence was in stark contrast to the adults' anxiety; they were so engrossed in their own games, as if the troubles outside had nothing to do with them.

Several little heads gathered together, staring at the burnt vegetable leaves on the tiles. Cuifang used two homemade wooden chopsticks to stir them constantly, treating them as a delicious delicacy.

"Is it cooked yet? I'm hungry." Erniu complained beside him, holding his stomach with both hands and kept saying he was hungry. He looked at the vegetable leaves as if he was really greedy.

"It's almost done! It's almost done! Just sprinkle some salt on it and it'll be edible." Cuifang said as she grabbed a handful of soil from the ground, raised it high and sprinkled it on the table, causing dust to fly.

Sanniu was not naked today, but was wearing open-crotch pants. His chubby little hands grabbed a handful of grass from somewhere and followed suit, sprinkling it on the tiles.

"Good job, Sanniu, we sprinkled some chopped green onions on it, which makes it even more delicious." Sanniu was worried that he would be spanked by his brothers and sisters, so he wanted to run away after the grass was sprinkled on it. However, he never expected that he would be praised by Brother Kuan. He stopped running and grinned.

Their red faces were covered with dust, and their hands and pants were dirty, but they still thought it was fun to play like this.

Sanniu laughed happily after being praised, and suddenly he lost his balance and fell backwards. His little cock couldn't help but shoot out a sky rocket.

Xiao Man suddenly said playfully, "There's soup."

"Hahaha!" Everyone laughed happily. The girls were embarrassed and turned their faces to the side, but their shoulders were shaking with laughter.