Chapter 119 - 89, Gai Kiln-2
He looked up and saw the door of the kiln factory wide open; the courtyard was pervaded by gray dust, Chen Ji and others had their faces and heads covered in dirt, each with a strip of cloth tied around their mouth and nose, pushing a huge stone roller in the courtyard, grinding pieces of broken porcelain into powder.
This was completely different from what Chen Wenzong had imagined. He thought the Princely Heir and the Commandery Princess had come to enjoy a joyful outing in the snow looking for plum blossoms, but unexpectedly, they were engaged in dirty and tiring work in a dilapidated kiln factory.
The Zhou Family Pottery Factory covered about two acres. To the left was a row of low earthen houses with broken roof tiles; in the middle was a large flat kiln that was not yet lit; to the left, piles of defective porcelain towered like mountains, along with a huge stone roller.
Liang Gou’er lay under the eaves of the earthen house, covering his face with a dried tobacco leaf, sleeping soundly. The little monk sat cross-legged on the ground, chanting with closed eyes, while Chen Ji and others pushed the heavy stone roller, grinding pieces of porcelain into slag.
Bai Li held a short broom, incessantly sweeping the finely ground dust into a bamboo basket for later use.
At that moment, a puff of dust rose, and a layer of dust covered the face of Princess Bai Li.
The Princely Heir, pushing the stone roller, said with concern, "Come here, let me wipe your face."
Bai Li looked up at his words, but the Princely Heir didn’t wipe her face; instead, he wrote the character ’王’ on her forehead.
The Princely Heir laughed heartily, "Now you look even more like a little tiger!"