Chapter 138: Grass and Wood Dyes

The mountain tribe has also been busy throughout the autumn, and as soon as they are free, Gadot is like a beautiful white ***, and she rushed to Jun Qianqian to play.

"Are you all right to be busy in the winter?"

Jun Qianqian reluctantly caught Gadot, who was older than her, and she couldn't see a steady shadow at all.

"It's good that the people are busy, I'm here to ask you for further study!"

Gadot won't admit that she is jealous, for so long a time in the first half of the year, Jun Qianqian has been with that crazy girl in Pula, and now that the mountain tribe is idle, she also has to get along with Jun Qianqian more!

Luo Ze's hand was on the hilt of the knife, ready to move!

It's good that Gadot is here, this winter, the Purple Flower Tribe, in addition to setting fire to the snow all over the woods, also has to study the matter of dyes.

"The colorful clothes of the White Rock Tribe?"

After listening to Jun Qianqian's description, Gadot also raised her curiosity about Bai Yan's inheritance.

"Silk is not very practical for the time being, but cotton dyeing is also very beautiful."

At the beginning, it was Pelo who thought about dyeing cloth, and it was still someone else's children who had the mentality that their own children should have, and after seeing Jun Qianqian dyeing silk flowers with tender grass, she had been thinking about it.

"We found copper sulphate near the dungeon, and this thing is a very good fixing agent."

Pure natural plant dyes are easy to oxidize and fade in the air, but after reacting with copper sulfate to form a color-developing complex, the durability of the color will be greatly improved.

"In the fall, we picked a lot of strange grass and came back to experiment."

Jun Qianqian cut the wormwood leaves, wrapped them in a gauze bag, boiled a large pot of water, and put the bleached cotton cloth into it to boil, and after more than ten minutes, scooped it up and soaked it in the solution of copper sulfate.

"The color has changed!"

The color of wormwood water is not green, but the gray-brown color of black tea, but as soon as the gray-brown cloth comes into contact with copper sulfate, it immediately produces a chemical reaction and produces a grass-green complex.

"That's a nice color!"

Jun Qianqian didn't know what color the plants and trees could dye, and she was also very satisfied with the vibrant fabric.

"Can you dye the color of purple flowers on the cloth as well?"

The washed and dried dyed cloth still had the fragrance of wormwood, and Pello couldn't put it down when he held this beautiful cloth.

What kind of clothes should you use this cloth to make for Jun Qianqian?

"If you want to dye purple, you might as well try it with wild grapes."

The wormwood experiment was successful, Jun Qianqian was also very eager to try other colors, and the wild grape skins, dandelions, and gardenias filtered out of the wine were all used by her to experiment, and finally she really got a lot of beautiful colors.

"Do the mountain tribes want to sell colored dyed cloth? We sell fixing agent to you? ”

Jun Qianqian looked at the neatly folded colored cloth with satisfaction, living in the forest, there are enough green things, from tender green to dark green, the entire green system is almost complete.

Then there is the lilac and dark purple dyed from the grape skin, and the different shades of orange dyed by the gardenia, which are patchwork together, and the clothes made are not inferior to Xia Lan's colorful clothes.

In particular, the bright orange color dyed by the gardenia is very beautiful.

But the garment had bright red and royal blue silk on it, and what plant dyed these two colors?

"Does Qianqian want colorful clothes?"

"Don't, don't! Calm down! ”

Jun Qianqian held down the eager Pelo.

Ancient clothes were gorgeous and beautiful, because the more colors, the more excellent printing and dyeing technology can be reflected, and the side can show the strength of family history or national strength.

But from an aesthetic point of view, blindly stacking colors and making clothes whistle is still a bit spicy to the eyes.

She liked dark green very much, but Pelo felt that it was too old, so she used white shells from the river to grind and dip cotton thread, and embroidered a circle of pearlescent silver patterns on her new robe.

"Pelo's craftsmanship is definitely an ace designer in my hometown."

When Jun Qianqian tried on the gorgeous dark green wide-sleeved robe, she was surprised and didn't know what to say.

The style of the clothes is somewhat different from the ancient costumes in her concept, and it is not the standard of Hanfu, and the splicing and tailoring have a strong purple flower style, which does not reflect the feminine and delicate of the girl, but is very solemn.

This can be worn as a formal dress for priests and goddesses, and it is definitely higher than any colorful clothes and wool cloaks.

"We won't sell this color of cloth."

Gadot watched Jun Qianqian's arms spread out and rotate in a circle to show off her clothes, and she also felt that this color was too flattering to her.

"Why don't you sell it? Even if there is fabric, who can make better clothes than Pelo? ”

Jun Qianqian is very confident.

In addition to the overall boiling and dyeing, there are several printing and dyeing methods such as tie-dyeing and rubbing.

Tie-dye is to tie the cloth together with a rope, so that the area and time of the cloth contact with the dye are different, and a natural and beautiful pattern will be formed.

Rubbing is to sandwich things such as leaves and flowers between the cloth, and then use a small hammer to continuously knock on it, so that the shape of the flowers and plants can be rubbed on the cloth, and after the color fixing treatment, a beautiful pattern is formed.

Looking at so many beautiful fabrics, Pelo's inspiration came out one after another, and in the purple flower tribe that year, everyone wore colorful clothes, and at first glance, it looked like a bunch of small bunting floating in the square.

"What is this?"

In this era, most tribes are not as enthusiastic about the New Year as Purple Flower, and on New Year's Day, Gadot still relied on the Purple Flower Tribe to leave.

It's just that the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is warm, and she is embarrassed to disturb Jun Qianqian's family as an outsider, so she goes to stay with her two guards.

Unexpectedly, Jun Qianqian also prepared a gift for her.

"It's a pattern, something we're going to trade next year."

Gold, silver, copper and iron, lined up according to rarity.

In order to make up the neat decimal system, Jun Qianqian also worked very hard to calculate the metal ratio, these coins are alloys, otherwise according to the actual reserves, it will be troublesome to convert back and forth.

True exchange rate: One gold coin is equal to one hundred and thirty-seven silver coins.

To actually use this, it is too difficult for people in this land who can't count addition and subtraction within 20 years.

In today's coin exchange, one gold coin is equivalent to one hundred silver coins, one silver coin is equivalent to one hundred copper coins, and one copper coin is equivalent to one hundred iron coins.

Decimal system, how convenient to remember!

Gadot listened to this new thing made by Jun Qianqian, and immediately nodded in agreement.

"Don't you even ask what this thing is famous for?"

In the face of the pure natural little friend, Jun Qianqian felt powerless again, she was ready to speak, and she had to give her a chance to perform.

"No, the mountain tribes don't suffer."

Gadot didn't know the twists and turns of economics, but she knew that if the Purple Flower Tribe expanded outward, the Alpine Tribe wouldn't mind merging with it, and Jun Qianqian also understood this.

After pit the mountain tribes, after the merger, it is still up to Zihua to clean up the mess by herself.

Gadot understands that Jun Qianqian will not be so stupid.

She doesn't mind who is in the hands of the price, as long as she knows what her relationship is with the person who holds the rules, it is enough.