Chapter 163

Bai Wenjing knew that the longer she was silent, the more suspicious she became, so she said, "I'll see your whole steps first."

Having said that, I went to see the cloth in the dye vat one by one.

She knew that Mrs. Fang still had doubts about her, so she looked at the dye vat boiling cloth again symbolically and said: "When dyeing grey cloth clothes, you can directly use small ash. For black ones, you can use soap bucket and Sapium sebiferum. However, it is also OK to dye black cloth with pomegranate juice, and black tree branches and bark can also dye cloth. However, the gray dyed in this way smells bad. It is not recommended to use this. Pomegranate flowers are the best to dye red cloth."

Mrs. Fang was shocked when she listened to Bai Wenjing's words. The fabric dyeing formula was obtained through the continuous experiments of several generations of the Fang family. Unexpectedly, the ugly village woman said it casually, and even said the formula she had recently developed.

Mrs. Fang could not care about the problem of color fading, but stared at Bai Wenjing with her eyes: "what else? Do you know what color can be dyed?"

Bai Wenjing frowned. Is this lady looking for her recipe?

Although the formula was very good when she dyed cloth before, it was said in ancient times

Mrs. Fang is worthy of being a businessman. When she saw Bai Wenjing frowning, she said, "buy it now. Today, you can help me solve the fading problem. The dyeing formula is one hundred Liang silver for one color. Do you think it can be done?"

One hundred and twenty one formula?

Bai Wenjing regretted a little. At that time, in fact, the heat after her successful dyeing was only a little while. Later, she didn't get it again. If she was about to ask her about the formula, there were less than ten kinds in total. Now one color is worth one hundred Liang silver. She couldn't wait to write down the formulas of all colors. It's a pity that she regretted it. Who knows that she can still use them in this ghost place?

However, one hundred liang of silver for a recipe is not a minority. After all, she didn't want to open a dyeing shop. There are already two in this industry in this town. There are only a few more customers. It's no fun to rob them. So she said, "yes, I'll think about it again and see if I can say a few more recipes."

"Yellow can be dyed with gardenia powder. This color is very beautiful. Green can be dyed with frozen green. Blue can be dyed with purple cabbage, but the color is lighter and suitable for women. In addition, purple cabbage can be dyed with white vinegar to produce a good-looking purple."

Uh

Bai Wenjing counted. Even if purple cabbage has two uses, there are only four colors in total.

It's true that books hate less when they are used.

Mrs. Fang paused and asked, "what is purple cabbage?"

She almost forgot that there should be no purple cabbage in ancient times, so she smiled and said, "there are only two colors for the time being."

Mrs. Fang nodded and said, "don't worry, don't worry. Remember to tell me in the future. Come and prepare four hundred Liang silver for Mrs. Xue."

I'm afraid she can't think of it later, because she took a look at the dye shop. The colors inside are common.

But four hundred Liang. This lady is also rich. Unexpectedly, she has four hundred liang of silver when she speaks. Bai Wenjing feels like she is dreaming.

However, Xue Chang'an looked at her with a worried face, as if he was worried about solving the problem of fading of dyed cloth.

Since the Fang family opened the inheritance business of the dyeing workshop, there should be no fading of the dyed cloth to a large extent, so they asked, "I don't know what method Mrs. Fang usually uses to fix the color?"

Mrs. Fang briefly talked about the steps of dyeing cloth and the use of color fixing media. Bai Wenjing felt that there was no problem, but when she heard that her color fixing agent was unchanged, she knew the problem. After she attached herself to Mrs. Fang's ear and said a word, Mrs. Fang immediately smiled and nodded: "I see. I'll try it again according to what you said. Listen to me. In the future, our house and Fang's dyeing workshop are always welcome to Mrs. Xue's house."

Bai Wenjing carefully collected the four hundred taels of silver and put them together with the five hundred taels of silver Xue Changan had given her. Bai Wenjing felt a lot more secure in her heart.

But with this silver, Bai Wenjing was reluctant to buy things. She just bought a bracelet and two bead hairpins at the stall, and bought some pen, ink, paper and inkstone. She was ready for some children to learn to write, so she hurried to the post station.

Several children are still at home. She can't rest assured that she has been at Qiaozhen's house. Moreover, as long as she thinks of Xue Changan's purpose of staying in the Town Inn last time, she can't help but be inspired. Although the man said he wouldn't force her, she won't believe it anyway.

Everyone says that if you believe that there are ghosts in the world and don't believe a man's mouth, she won't be deceived.

When Du Wenluo drove the carriage back, Xue Chang'an couldn't help asking her on the way: "madam, she will understand what you said to the Xue lady?"

Bai Wenjing explained: "in fact, it's nothing. I just told her that other things can also be used to fix color. In fact, there are two types of fixing color, either this or that, but she only mastered one."

Bai Wenjing doesn't know how to explain to Xue Changan. Anyway, she said the same to Mrs. Fang. The dyed things are acid-base at night, but she can't say it directly, so she had to tell Mrs. Fang another solid color thing.

Xue Chang'an also asked curiously, "what is the other solid color thing?"

"Banana plant petals also have all kinds of mineral salts."

"Oh..."

Xue Chang'an answered. In fact, he still didn't quite understand what it was.

When he got home, the night was already very deep. He thought that several children might have fallen asleep. Xue Changan was going to turn over the wall and open the door. When he heard the door of the house opened with a squeak, followed by footsteps. He opened the door again. He saw that it was Qiaozhen who came to open the door for them through the snow-white silence that had not melted.

"Qiao Zhen, why haven't you gone back to your house to sleep?"

Qiaozhen smiled shyly and said, "I'm afraid several children sleep alone in the house. I'm afraid. I'm afraid you haven't come back, and I'm afraid you can't get into the house, so I stayed more for a while. In fact, I didn't sleep much late. I usually sleep very late."

Bai Wenjing thought it was strange to sleep late. Because ancient people didn't have electric lights and in order to save oil lamps, they basically went to bed on the Kang when it was dark. Qiaozhen was really worried about them.

Bai Wenjing goes to the side room and takes a look. Several children curl up on the Kang and stick together tightly. The Kang is warm, and Qiaozhen is particularly responsible.

So the favor of Qiaozhen increased again, and immediately took out a bead hairpin from his arms and said, "here you are."

Qiaozhen shook her head and said no. Bai Wenjing directly put it in her bun and then asked her, "by the way, what do you think of Du Wenluo?"