Joseon Devours an Engineering Student (8)

"You mean to create an entirely new town where celadon is made using my family's skills, my lord? Did I hear you correctly?"

Tears fell in large drops from Kim Dong-gae's eyes.

I took out the handkerchief I was carrying and handed it to him so he could wipe away his tears.

Then I waited until his tears had subsided somewhat.

After waiting for him to regain his composure, I intended to explain in detail, one point at a time, why I had come up with this idea.

"Listen carefully."

"Yes, my lord."

"How much do you think the celadon you presented to His Majesty is worth?"

"Back in the days of the former Goryeo, my father received about three seom of polished rice whenever he made a piece of celadon like that."

If this was when Kim Dong-gae's father had made celadon during the Goryeo era...