It's just that because there was no prior example of the pressing weaving method in Dayong, this method appears even more remarkable.
"How is it?"
Lin Wei, her eyes covered with cloth, sat anxiously on the chair.
Opposite her, Chen Ruochu was taking down the newly woven fabric from the loom.
Although this piece of fabric was only as big as an ordinary handkerchief, only the two of them knew how much effort it had taken to weave this little piece perfectly.
"What do you think?"
Chen Ruochu's voice was calm, making the blindfolded Lin Wei even more nervous.
There were only half a month left before they had to enter the palace for the final competition. If they couldn't perfect the pressing weaving technique by then, they would have to compete with the Flow Light Brocade.
The Flow Light Brocade was nice, yet it was several notches lower compared to pressing weaving.
"Well, let me see quickly!"
