The clay they previously used for firing porcelain was fairly standard, just a bit sticky. However, the one before them was completely different. Dilan pinched it open with his hand, and the soil was filled with many tiny, sparkling particles. These were not sand or stones but more like mineral-like particles, glimmering under the moonlight.
Another piece of dried clay had a layer of frost-white mineral substance on the outer layer, appearing white under the moonlight.
The key difference was that this clay was much more adhesive than what they had used previously.
Dilan had never come across any records or descriptions of such soil quality in his past readings, which should only exist in this special island environment.
Dilan suddenly had a bold idea: could this clay also be used to fi
