Fleeing from famine? Not a chance; the divine healer's wife made her fortune.

Successful firing marks the beginning of a new journey.

Thick smoke billowed, and the acrid smell of burning filled the air.

Su Yunlan was extremely anxious. She ran all the way, her skirt fluttering, and when she arrived at the porcelain kiln, the scene in front of her made her heart tighten.

The jagged cracks on the top of the kiln resembled a horrific scar, and the surging flames, like a maddened beast, ravaged everything around it.

A scorching heat wave hit her face, making her cheeks sting.

"What happened?!" Su Yunlan asked sharply, her voice trembling slightly with anxiety.

The kiln workers around them were covered in dust and looked terrified.

Xiao Yuhan also arrived. He frowned, his eyes fixed on the crack, without saying a word.

"Madam, this new method really won't work! I told you long ago, the rules passed down from our ancestors cannot be changed!" The Song kiln worker pointed at the cracked kiln, his tone carrying a hint of smugness that said, "I knew it all along," as well as strong dissatisfaction with Su Yunlan's innovation. "Now look what's happened, the kiln has exploded, and all the porcelain is destroyed! I think we should stop firing immediately and not fire any more!"

His shouts drew the attention of the surrounding kiln workers, making the already chaotic scene even more noisy.

Su Yunlan suppressed the panic in her heart and tried her best to calm herself down.

She carefully observed the kiln. Although the thick smoke was frightening, the direction of the flames was relatively stable and showed no signs of spreading.

This indicates that although the kiln structure was damaged, the main body was still relatively intact.

“Master Song, if we stop the fire now, all the porcelain in the kiln will be completely destroyed.” Su Yunlan’s tone was firm, her gaze fixed on the kiln worker, Song. “I’ve observed that although cracks exist, the fire is controllable. We still have a chance!”

"A chance? Madam, stop daydreaming!" The Song kiln worker scoffed. "This is a craft passed down from our ancestors. How can you change it just like that? In its current state, what chance do you have?"

“Master Song, I respect you as a veteran kiln worker with rich experience.” Su Yunlan’s voice unconsciously rose a few decibels. “But times are changing, and techniques must be innovated! I believe my method is correct; it’s just that the operation may need some adjustments.” She pointed to the top of the kiln. “Right now, the most important thing is to control the fire and lower the temperature…”

"Lower the temperature?!" The Song kiln worker exclaimed dramatically, as if he had heard a joke. "Madam, you're going to completely ruin this kiln of porcelain! Firing porcelain is all about high temperatures. If the temperature drops, the porcelain will be ruined!"

"No, I want to..." Su Yunlan was about to explain when she suddenly stopped. Her gaze sharpened as she stared intently at a corner of the kiln's inner wall, her expression changing drastically. "Quick! Open the ventilation opening on the west side!"

The ventilation vent on the west side suddenly opened, and a wave of heat mixed with thick smoke shot into the sky. The kiln workers around were forced to retreat one after another by the sudden heat wave, and coughing sounds rose and fell.

Upon seeing this, the Song Dynasty pottery workers shook their heads repeatedly, muttering, "It's over, it's completely over!"

"Increase the airflow!" Su Yunlan's voice remained clear and powerful despite the noisy environment. Her eyes were bright as she stared intently at the changes on the inner wall of the kiln.

Although the kiln workers were puzzled, they were intimidated by Su Yunlan's imposing presence and nervously operated the blower according to her instructions.

As the blast increased, the flames inside the kiln became even more intense, but the temperature did not continue to rise; instead, it began to slowly decrease.

The Song Dynasty potters were initially expecting a blunder, but they discovered that the cracks in the kiln did not continue to widen; instead, under the influence of high temperatures, they gradually began to fuse together.

He rubbed his eyes, staring in disbelief at everything happening before him, his doubts deepening.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Su Yunlan's forehead, but she remained calm, constantly observing the situation inside the kiln and adjusting the size of the ventilation openings and the force of the airflow according to the actual situation.

Her accurate judgment and decisive command gradually calmed the panicked kiln workers, who began to believe that this young lady might really be able to create a miracle.

Time passed by, and the burnt smell in the air gradually dissipated, replaced by a faint, fresh earthy fragrance.

The flames inside the kiln gradually weakened and eventually subsided.

"Open the kiln!" Su Yunlan gave the order, and the kiln workers carefully opened the kiln door.

In an instant, dazzling light burst forth from the kiln, illuminating everyone's faces.

Inside the kiln were exquisite porcelain pieces, their glazes lustrous and dazzling.

Everyone held their breath, afraid of disturbing this magnificent sight.

"It's done...it really is done!" Young Master Xiao was the first to react. He shouted excitedly, his voice filled with disbelief and joy.

The Song kiln worker was dumbfounded. With trembling hands, he picked up a piece of porcelain and examined it carefully.

The porcelain has a delicate texture, a warm and smooth feel, and a uniform glaze without any flaws.

His last shred of doubt vanished, replaced by deep admiration.

Looking at these exquisite porcelain pieces, Su Yunlan felt a great sense of accomplishment.

She knew that this was not just a successful porcelain firing, but a victory of innovation.

“Send these porcelain pieces to Zheng the porcelain merchant.” Su Yunlan turned to look at Young Master Xiao, a confident smile on her lips. “I believe he will change his mind.”

Young Master Xiao accepted the order and left, his back view full of vitality, as if carrying an unstoppable force.

Su Yunlan's gaze returned to the porcelain pieces. She gently stroked their smooth surfaces, a strange premonition suddenly welling up inside her...

Xiao Yuhan excitedly strode towards Su Yunlan and pulled her into his arms.

His broad chest was warm and strong, like a solid bulwark, protecting her from all storms.

Su Yunlan leaned against him, and could clearly feel the strong heartbeat coming from his chest, each beat like a drum, vibrating her eardrums.

His chin rested on the top of her head, his warm breath gently brushing against her hair, bringing a faint scent of pine.

"Lan'er, you did it!" Xiao Yuhan's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of sob in it. The excitement and pride contained in it could express his feelings at this moment better than a thousand words.

Su Yunlan gently closed her eyes, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

At this moment, all fatigue and stress vanished, leaving only a strong sense of accomplishment and happiness.

She knew that she had not only proven her abilities, but also won his respect and love.

The surrounding kiln workers burst into applause, the thunderous applause echoing through the sky.

Their faces beamed with joy, and their eyes shone with admiration.

At this moment, they no longer doubted Su Yunlan's abilities, but genuinely regarded her as their leader and their innovator.

The carriage of the Zheng porcelain merchant sped along, kicking up clouds of dust.

His previously tense face was now beaming with smiles, as radiant and dazzling as a blooming chrysanthemum.

He kept replaying the scene he had just witnessed in front of the kiln in his mind. The exquisite porcelain pieces, like twinkling stars in the night sky, were dazzling and deeply imprinted on his mind.

"I never expected this, I really never expected this!" Zheng, the porcelain merchant, couldn't help but exclaim, his tone filled with regret and surprise. "I, Zheng, have traveled all over the country for so many years, what kind of porcelain haven't I seen? But today's porcelain has truly broadened my horizons!" He reached out and gently stroked the wooden box beside him filled with porcelain samples, his eyes gleaming with greed. "If this porcelain could be taken to the market, it would definitely cause a sensation!"

He couldn't wait to see Su Yunlan and discuss cooperation with her.

He had even begun to fantasize about the immense wealth and fame these exquisite porcelain pieces would bring him.

When he saw Su Yunlan again, his attitude was completely different from before.

He smiled broadly and spoke humbly, showing none of the arrogance and disdain he had displayed before.

"Madam Su, I have offended you greatly before, and I hope you will forgive my rudeness!" The porcelain merchant Zheng bowed respectfully. "Your porcelain is truly exquisite and breathtaking! I, Zheng, was blind to your talent and failed to recognize it sooner. I am extremely ashamed!"

Su Yunlan smiled faintly, not taking his flattery to heart.

She knew that the Zheng porcelain merchants' change of heart was not out of genuine concern, but rather driven by self-interest.

But she didn't care. As long as she could achieve cooperation and realize her goals, nothing else mattered.

“Mr. Zheng, you’re too kind,” Su Yunlan said calmly. “We can discuss the cooperation later.” Her gaze fell on a man in a blue robe, holding a paintbrush, who was slowly walking towards them from behind Zheng the porcelain merchant…

The painter, Liu, walked slowly, his eyes filled with a hint of arrogance and disdain.

He considered himself an art master and had extremely high standards for porcelain painting. He looked down on Su Yunlan's innovative approach, which was that of an "outsider."

However, when his gaze fell upon the newly fired porcelain, the arrogance on his face froze instantly, replaced by unbelievable shock.

He had never seen such dazzling porcelain!

The glaze is like jade, warm and delicate, like pieces of fine mutton fat jade, radiating a soft luster under the sunlight.

The porcelain pieces have unique shapes and smooth lines, exuding a modern feel while perfectly blending the essence of traditional porcelain.

He couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke the smooth surface of the porcelain. A warm, smooth sensation spread through his fingertips, making him reluctant to put it down.

"This... how is this possible?" Liu the painter murmured to himself, his eyes flashing with shock.

He originally thought that Su Yunlan's innovation would only destroy the beauty of the porcelain, but he never expected that the innovation would give the porcelain a new life!

"Artist Liu, what do you think?" Su Yunlan asked with a smile, her tone brimming with confidence.

The painter Liu finally came to his senses and coughed awkwardly to cover up his shock.

He carefully examined each piece of porcelain.

"Madam Su, your skill is truly breathtaking!" Painter Liu exclaimed sincerely. "This porcelain, whether in glaze, shape, or texture, is simply perfect! I have never seen such exquisite porcelain before!"

"You flatter me, Artist Liu," Su Yunlan said with a modest smile. "Would you be willing to paint for these porcelain pieces?"

The painter, Liu, agreed without hesitation: "It is my honor to paint such exquisite porcelain!" His eyes shone with excitement, as if he were a child who had received a beloved toy.

The addition of painter Liu made Su Yunlan even more excited.

She knew that with Liu's skillful brushstrokes, these porcelain pieces would become even more exquisite and of greater artistic value.

With all the problems at the porcelain kiln resolved, Su Yunlan was filled with joy.

Looking at those exquisite porcelain pieces, she seemed to see endless possibilities for the future.

However, just as everyone was immersed in joy, Su Yunlan's thoughts drifted to a more distant place.

She began to think about how to expand the production scale of porcelain and how to promote these exquisite porcelains to a wider market.