Faced with the man Qin Tian wanted him to visit in person, Zhuge Liang was naturally very curious.
After all, at Qin Tian's station in life, aside from Old Liu and the two ladies, who else warranted the word "visit"?
Who else could make Qin Tian personally bring him along for a meeting?
Thus, Zhuge Liang instinctively assumed Qin Tian had discovered some great talent.
Only that could explain why Qin Tian was treating someone with such humility and respect for worthies.
Yet when he followed Qin Tian to the outskirts and saw the person they were meeting, he understood Qin Tian's intention.
So it was not anyone else—he was here to see his father-in-law, Huang Chengyan.
The old man was currently squatting in an ironworks, holding a brick in each hand and examining them over and over.
The moment they arrived, Huang Chengyan seemed to sense them. He turned his head and saw the group.
Seeing this, Zhuge Liang hurriedly bowed in greeting. Yet Huang Chengyan did not even look at him, instead carrying the bricks straight to Qin Tian and asking, "Zixuan, is the refractory-brick formula you gave me actually correct?"
"Why do cracks keep appearing when this old man follows it exactly?"
Seeing this, Qin Tian took the brick and examined it, then smiled. "May I ask how many bricks Master Huang produced in this batch, and how many passed inspection?"
Huang Chengyan pointed behind him at the pile of bricks. "Like the batch behind me—all of these were produced this time. Fewer than one or two in ten are satisfactory!"
Qin Tian went forward to inspect them. Taking the opportunity, Zhuge Liang bowed and said, "This junior Kongming pays respects to Master Huang. When did Master Huang arrive here?"
Only when he spoke did Huang Chengyan