First, I am afraid that this recipe will be taken by others and cause unnecessary trouble; Second, he was afraid that Qi Ye would see her write so many words, and he would praise her for being smart, forcing her to practice calligraphy and learn.

She! One! Dot! All! No! Think! Read! Book!

She! Only! Think! Hair! Wealth!

Ye Xiaoman called Qi Shan, gave him five taels of silver, and asked him to move quickly and go to the market to buy some ready-made food and come back.

Because there is only one stove at home, she has to use it to dye silk cloth today, and it is estimated that she will not be able to cook at night.

We have to build a dyeing workshop quickly, and there is less and less space.

Qi Shan collected the silver and ran to the market to buy something.

Ye Xiaoman asked Wei Mian to boil hot water in the pot and prepare to dye silk cloth.

She found all the bath beans at home, and went to the back of the house to pick a lot of honey locusts, peeled them off, mashed them, wrapped them in a cloth with them, and put them in boiling water.

After the water turned thick white, Ye Xiaoman carefully put the silk cloth in, pulled out half of the firewood, and cooked the silk cloth over low heat like boiling soup.

Let Wei Mian watch the fire, and she herself turned out all the candles in the house, put them in a bowl, and put them next to the stove.

After the silk cloth is cooked, the candles in the bowl also melt into wax oil.

The courtyard was spread with straw mats, silk cloth was spread on the mat, Ye Xiaoman took a bald brush, dipped in some wax oil, and "painted" on the silk cloth

The white wax oil was finely applied to the cloth, and after a while, she had a sore back.

Wei Mian next to him understood what she had drawn, and hurriedly said, "I'll come, I'll come." ”

Ye Xiaoman handed him the brush.

Wei Mian's hands are really dexterous, and after looking at it for a while, the ice patterns drawn are fast and beautiful.

Ye Xiaoman originally wanted to exchange with him, but when he saw it, he might be adding to the chaos if he started again, so he handed over the matter of "painting" to him, and she went to get the dye.

The previous Xiangfei color at home has been dyed, and the Fusang tree in the space has to be watered for two more days, and the golden plum fruit cannot be planted, so the silk cloth will definitely not be able to dye the Xiangfei color.

So what to dye?

What color does ice look good with?

Ye Xiaoman immediately thought of blue, think about it, how unique and beautiful it would be to make clothes with white ice patterns on a blue background and smooth and transparent silk cloth and wear it on his body.

Use blue, dark blue, preferably blue close to the color of the summer night sky, light fabrics, deep colors, cracked ice lines.

Ye Xiaoman poured all the blue fruits into the pot, prepared a pot of dye, and after Wei Mian applied the wax layer, she soaked the silk cloth into the dye.

She didn't beat the cloth, and the silk cloth couldn't withstand the beating. The cloth was quietly soaked in the pot, and Ye Xiaoman stared at the side.

As soon as the half hour came, she fished out the cloth and spread it on the straw mat, allowing Wei Mian to add another layer of wax.

After Aunt Ye and the others arrived home, they saw such a scene.

Wei Mian knelt and waxed a piece of cloth little by little, and Ye Xiaoman took a flat board and compacted the dye on the cloth little by little.

"Is it so troublesome to dye the cloth today?" Aunt Ye put down her hoe and reached out to help.

"Mother, I'm dyeing silk cloth today."

"Silk cloth?" Aunt Ye was startled, and her hand immediately retracted: "This cloth is expensive, I am so old, I wore it once when I married your father." You, you, don't spoil it! ”

"It's okay, I've got it." Ye Xiaoman said with a smile.

Aunt Ye still opened her hands, at a loss.

"Why do you want to dye this cloth, but you want to get it?"

"It's not his family's want"

Before Ye Xiaoman finished speaking, Aunt Ye was anxious.

"It's not his house, why are you dyeing it? Isn't that a waste of money! ”

Ye Xiaoman smiled and said, "I dyed it to make clothes for my mother." ”

Aunt Ye was suddenly anxious.

"Oh, my little ancestor, you can stop it, how can I wear this, how can I work in this thing."

"Then don't work, hire someone."

"Say nothing, don't get dyed!"