The new book of the burning prairie star

The village head turned to look at Yang Biao's homestead, where the wall had been built to more than a person's height. "Jinxue, how long will it take for this house to be completely built?"

"It will take about a month to finish laying the tiles, and another fifty days to dry them before we can move into the house." Yang Jinxue estimated the progress of the construction team's wall-building and calculated the time it would take Yang Biao to move into the new house.

"Well, the sooner the better." Although the village head didn't want Yang Biao to move out so quickly, it would be nice to live in the back room of his house. If there was anything, they could discuss it at any time. They just had to shout at the window of their own house. If Yang Biao moved to the foot of the mountain, he would need a quarter of an hour to drive here to say something, which was too inconvenient.

"Is this how the fertilizer is fermented?" When the headman's wife heard the headman talk about Yang Biao's method of fermenting fertilizer, she was really reluctant to believe it.

"No, it has to be every few days, but not every few days," the village head scratched his head. He is old and his bad memory really causes trouble.

"Biao Ge'er said to wait seven days, until the rotten leaves turn black, and then turn them over and mix them evenly." Yang Jinxue was eating. He didn't want to help his father recall the past, but when he saw that his father's hair had turned gray, he forgave him for hitting him today.

"Yes, I remember now," the head of the village laughed and put a piece of bacon into his mouth. He just didn't remember it for a while and his reaction was slow.

Yang Biao cut a lot of willow branches in the woods and drove them back home. "Xiao Ran, come here and pick the leaves off this willow branch and wash it two or three times."

"Okay." When Qin Xiaoran heard Yang Biao asking him to pick leaves, he agreed without asking why.

After washing the willow leaves, put them in a pot and pour seven times the amount of water into it. Bring to a boil over high heat and cook for one stick of incense to dissolve the natural pigment in the water.

On the other side, filter the melted alum water into clean water to make a mordant solution. Put the white silk cloth into it and mordant it for about a quarter of an hour, constantly turning it over to make it even.

Filter the cooked dye liquid with fine cloth, let it cool to about 40 degrees, slowly put in the mordanted cloth, stirring constantly to allow the cloth to be colored. After one stick of incense, mordant again, stirring constantly to make the cloth evenly mixed. After mordant for a quarter of an hour, mordant again. This process needs to be repeated three to five times.

The dye made by boiling onion peels with water can be made into goose yellow, and the dye made by boiling hematoxylin with water can be made into crabapple red...

"If you want clothes to have patterns, use the gray-picking method to print them." Yang Biao taught Qin Xiaoran how to dye cloth, and let her manage the cloth shop business in the future.

When she was not implicated, she also learned from her mother how to be the mistress of the house, how to manage household chores and the family business.

"First, carve out the pattern with kraft paper." Yang Biao first drew a few deer with a brush and carved them out as patterns. "The kraft paper with the carved patterns is brushed with tung oil. This way, the template is not only waterproof, but can also be used repeatedly. Wait until the kraft paper is fully soaked with tung oil, then hang it up to dry."

“Take four ounces of glutinous rice flour and three ounces of ground rice bran, add appropriate amount of water and mix, then knead into a smooth ball.” Make it into the shape of a donut and Yang Biao showed her the finished product.

Qin Xiaoran nodded and wrote it down on paper with a brush.

"Put it in a steamer and steam it until cooked, which takes about one incense stick of time." Take out the steamed dough, add an appropriate amount of water, and mash it into a rice paste. Then you can scrape the resist-dyeing pattern. "For paste dyeing, print the prepared resist-dyeing paste on the cloth, so that the pattern will not be colored when you color it."

When the rice paste on the pattern is completely dry, you can use a soft-bristled brush to lightly apply a layer of dye. When it is completely dry, apply another layer of dye. The darker the color you want, the more times you should apply it. This process takes about two days. When you apply the dye for the last time, scrape off the pattern on the cloth while it is wet. Wait for the cloth to dry, and the color and pattern of the cloth will be ready.

Seeing Qin Xiaoran holding a brush and taking notes with a focused expression, Yang Biao smiled. What a cute and serious little girl! It was hard to imagine that in ancient times such a young child had already followed adults to learn housekeeping for several years. His own daughter was fifteen years old and could not lift anything with her hands or shoulders. She could only read. What could she do in this ancient times? It was unimaginable and he dared not even think about it.

"Xiao Ran, what would you like to eat today?" After being busy for the whole afternoon, Yang Biao planned to reward this hardworking girl.

"Hmm..." Qin Xiaoran thought about it seriously, but didn't know what she wanted to eat. "You decide. I'm fine with anything."

"Well, I'll take you to the county town for a good meal tomorrow." Yang Biao raised his lips. Was he hiring a child laborer? It shouldn't be tiring to let her do some bookkeeping or cutting work in the cloth shop? Qin Xiaoran, like Xiao Zhang, has never left the house since she came to Yangjia Village. Xiao Zhang can understand it, but it is abnormal for her to stay in the corner so quietly when her family suffered a major change at such a young age.

She should be like Yang Xiaohua, running around the village and looking for friends to play with. She should not be a narrow-minded person. Children should be lively and cute. Let her interact with more people outside and smile more.

The people in the cloth shop should all be useful, after all, they have been with Boss Wang for so many years. But if I change someone, will they be loyal to me? Yang Biao had a question mark in his mind. Forget it, don't think about it. As the old saying goes, "Don't doubt people when you employ them, and don't employ people if you don't trust them."

"Can I do it well?" At dawn, Yang Biao told Qin Xiaoran and Xiao Zhang that the family would not make cold noodles today, but would make them in the county town in the future. Qin Xiaoran was surprised when she learned that Yang Biao wanted her to manage the cloth shop business in the future.

"Didn't you learn how to manage a shop from your mother?" Yang Biao encouraged her with a smile. He asked Manager Liu to help find two women who knew how to fight and kick to protect Qin Xiaoran's personal safety in the future.

"But..." Qin Xiaoran bit her lip and hesitated for a long time, "I haven't been exposed to these for a long time."

"It's okay, just take a look at these account books and help me do the math." Yang Biao took the account book on the counter and handed it to Qin Xiaoran. Manager Xu was not in the cloth shop at the moment, as he had gone to deliver the new cloth that had arrived yesterday to an old customer.

Qin Xiaoran thought about it, and finally took the account book, picked up the abacus placed aside, and shook it up and down. From her action, Yang Biao knew that this girl was good at abacus.

Sure enough, the next second, I heard the crackling sound of beads. The speed was really amazing.

"Yesterday's cloth shop counter turnover was 326 taels, and the warehouse received 125 pieces of cloth, with a total cost of 574 taels, including 58 pieces of flowered silk..." Qin Xiaoran reported the calculated accounts, and Yang Biao nodded with satisfaction. These children in ancient times were really good. They could write, calculate, and manage.

Yang Xiaohua must also learn this skill. At this time, Yang Xiaohua was looking around in the backyard of the cloth shop and sneezed.