Two Three Core Cotton Technology
"Miss, give... but... this can't be used for incense, it's for funerals. Hmm... what are you doing with these?"
Qing Tao entered the house and handed two white wax candles to Wen Jiu sister. However, when she saw the six Qing Hua porcelain tea cups arranged in a row on the table, her face was filled with surprise.
Wen Jiu's sister was just about to open her mouth to explain when the door swung open again and Qing Xing hastily entered.
"Miss, this is the dye you wanted, it's the same as what the old lady from the dye shop wants, top quality... Hmm, miss, what are you... What do you want to do with it?"
Qing Xing closed the door and put down a package in her hand. When she saw the teacup on the table, she was stunned too.
Looking at the two maids' big eyes staring at each other, Wenjiu sister simply didn't say anything, lowered her head and took over the two white candles, also taking a small knife from one side, cutting the candle into fragments and putting them into the well-arranged teacups.
"Miss, what are you doing... This isn't..."
Looking at the fluttering wax scraps on those delicate small hands, Qing An and Qing Tao couldn't help but exchange a glance.
"Hehe......" Looking at the two who rarely had a tacit understanding, Wenjiu sister smiled and continued to trim the candle nimbly, saying "Isn't it a waste? Let's talk about it later, okay?"
"Uh..."
After a cup of tea——
"Qing'an, find that bottle of Osmanthus fragrans hair oil, and... also bring that box of sandalwood."
"But... Miss, you don't like hair oil, and even less like perfume powder..."
"Take it away, I have use for it!"
"Hmm..."
"Qing Tao, go bring that wind furnace over and boil another pot of hot water."
"Miss, would you like to make some tea?"
"Not... don't say anymore, hurry up!"
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After two cups of tea——
"Qing Tao, go and get that crystal cup which was given by Old Lady Tai from under the cupboard."
"Oh..."
"Green apricot, go ask Auntie Zhou for a few skeins of yarn!"
"Good..."
"Hurry up!"
Two maidservants responded with their mouths, but their feet didn't move. Their eyes fell on the copper basin on the brazier where the water was boiling, and inside were several celadon tea cups. In the tea cups floated various bright and colorful wax liquids, and on the surface of the wax liquids wafted a faint, delicate fragrance...
"Alright, go quickly! I guarantee it will be more interesting later!" Jiujie urged again.
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Half an hour later——
"Miss, this candle you made is really beautiful, it's cut into sections, yellow, green, pink, red, blue and purple, exactly six colors!"
"Yes, yes, it doesn't just look good, it should taste even better, and there's fragrance too."
"This gift from the girl is definitely the best one for the third sister, and she will surely like it!"
"That's it, but I think we should have a pair, so let's make another one."
"Right, right..."
In front of the square table, two little girls huddled together, looking at the lovely and bright cylindrical colored candle that had just come out of a transparent glass vase, discussing it with each other.
But Wenjiu on the other side seemed to have not heard the conversation between the two and was staring blankly at the cotton thread in her hand.
"Miss, what's wrong with you? What are you thinking about? Oh, this... Don't worry, earlier I indeed followed your instructions and used three strands of cotton thread to make a braid-shaped wax core."
Xīn xīn de qīng yáng zhōng yú zhù yì le jiǔ jiě ér de yì sè, guān qiè de kàn guò lái, dāng kàn jiàn tā shǒu zhòng de mián xiàn shí, lì kè xiào dào.
After hearing her words, Jiujie shook her head and nodded again, her eyes still fixed on the cotton thread in her hand.
"Miss......" Qing Xing didn't understand.
Qīng táo yě jīng yì de kàn guò lái.
Translation: Qingtao also looked over in surprise.
"Light the candles, Qingtao!" Wenjiu suddenly said.
"What's going on?" The two maidservants couldn't help but be startled.
"Right, let's light it up!" Wenjiu sister walked over and stood in front of the homemade colored candle, "I want to try if my three-wick candle doesn't need 'trimming'?"
"Uh..."
It really works, how come she didn't think of it before?
She sat at the table with her elbows on it, her slender body leaning forward, her autumn water pupils staring unblinkingly at the colorful candles that were burning slowly and fragrantly, a faint smile on her face.
In her previous life, the boutique she opened not only sold exquisite decorations but also some small handicrafts. And those handicrafts, apart from handmade chain shoes, were these craft candles.
Most of the things were made by diligent and thrifty students, which is also what she, as a teacher, did to gain some benefits for her students.
This idea still benefited from her having taught labor skills classes, discovering that some students had strong hands-on abilities, and simply providing a platform for the students to showcase themselves.
Later, it was discovered that these handmade candles were very popular, so they went all out in the production of these handmade candles.
In this project, as a teacher, she naturally mastered many handmade candle-making methods and gained a lot of knowledge about candles.
But since coming to this strange world, I've always been worried about being anxious, adapting, and hiding my clumsiness, let's put all these aside for now.
But now, being forced by circumstances to recall making this handmade candle, and also recalling the development history of this candle due to the debate over using Qing'an as the wick.
In ancient times, candles used two strands of cotton thread twisted into a wick, standing upright in the center of the flame. Since they could not be burned completely and would carbonize, it was necessary to occasionally trim the remaining wick with scissors, which was undoubtedly quite troublesome.
Until 1820, a Frenchman invented a candle wick made of three strands of cotton yarn braided together, which naturally unwinds as it burns and the end curls out of the flame, allowing it to burn completely.
"Qing Xing, when you went to find Aunt Zhou just now, Big Aunt hadn't returned yet, had she?"
Wen Jiu suddenly turned her head and asked Qing An, who was staring at the burning colored candles with wide eyes full of curiosity.
"Huh?" Qing Xing was taken aback, and replied, "Of course not, I heard from Auntie Zhou that the third madam had ordered a special dinner for Eldest Brother-in-law, and specifically instructed her to take some silver to the kitchen to add two more dishes."
"Oh...... alright then!" Wen Jiu's sister nodded and stood up, then said to her, "Bring me my cloak!"
"Oh..." Qing Xing was stunned for a moment, then quickly grabbed an old pale green cloak with a trailing hem and put it on Jiu Jie while asking, "Miss, are you going out?"
"Uh-huh!" Ninth Sister nodded, "To Third Madam's place!"
The two girls were taken aback again, looking at Jiu Jie in surprise. Isn't she the one who never liked to go anywhere?...
Jiuer said again, "Qingtao, go bring those colored candles too!"
"Are you giving it to Third Madam or Eldest Aunt? But... but isn't it supposed to be given to Third Young Miss?" Qing Tao was even more perplexed.
"Stop talking so much and hurry up!" Jiuniang didn't explain any further and urged again.
She naturally didn't want to give this to the third madam, let alone her elder sister-in-law, but rather to offer up this advanced method.
Her mother Jiang was born in a big merchant family, and the Jiang family has been mainly engaged in this wax industry all along.
"Hmm, right, miss, today that big aunt came again, those rumors should be true, the Jiang family business really can't compete with others, it's going to lose, miss must think more carefully, if third aunt really sells her dowry to support her natal family, our days will become even harder." The words of Xu Auntie before she left just now floated into her ears again.
It seems that the Jiang family is experiencing a downturn in business and this is the perfect time to offer advice.
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Digression
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