The thick liquid in the stone pot bubbled with white gas and blisters.


    The cold stone house began to fill with a special smell of beeswax.


    Ye Xi was afraid of carbon monoxide poisoning, so he removed the stone plate used to block the door, revealing a gap.


    Outside the house, the cold air was blowing. Ye Xi sat beside the burning fire, stirring the liquid in the stone pot with a spoon. After the honeycomb fragments inside completely melted, he stamped out the fire with his feet.


    At this time, there are many black gray impurities floating up in the stone pot. Ye Xi patiently scoops up the impurities with a spoon and filters them out until there is only pure yellow viscous liquid left in the stone pot.


    He put down the spoon, picked up the Gaga in his arms and stuffed it to the broken feather: "you are in charge of Gaga here, I''ll go out for a visit."


    Broken feather nods: "good."


    "Chirp!"


    Ye Xi went out of the door and came back after a long time. When he came back, he still held a large bundle of very long things like straw sticks.


    The cold air and the falling snowflakes were brought into the stone house by Ye Xi.


    Now it''s snowing outside, and ye Xi''s head and shoulders are covered with a lot of crystal snow.


    As soon as ye Xi came in, duanling jumped up from the ground and said anxiously, "my Lord, the things in that pot have changed!"


    "Don''t worry."


    Ye Xi comforted him. He slowly put down the bundle of grass and patted the snow on his body. Then he went to the stone pot to have a look.


    At this time, the yellow liquid in the stone pot has all solidified and completely turned into paste.


    Ye Xi said with a smile: "it''s OK, that''s it. Now come and help me peel the grass."


    "Weeding?" Duan Ling looked at the bundle of grass curiously.


    Ye Xi sat down on the ground and took one of them out of the bundle at will: "you see, that''s it."


    He pinched off the bottom of the grass, then pinched the white wick with his fingernails and pulled it hard. A long white straw wick was pulled out.


    Broken feather curiously sniffed the tender grass core, and like a wild animal, he stretched out his tongue and licked it: "it''s sweet!"


    Ye Xi waved with a smile: "don''t lick it. Come to help me peel it together. Time is tight. Everything should be done before the evening."


    "Oh." Duan Ling sat next to Ye Xi obediently and drew the drafting core one by one according to his appearance.


    It was half an hour after all the wicks had been pumped out. Ye Xi picked up the bundle of tender and tender straw and made a fire to dry the moisture in the wick.


    While he was baking straw cores, he took some logs and began to make a pile of cuboid molds.


    The moisture content of the grass core was gradually dried. Each of the grass roots was nearly one meter long. So ye Xi cut them into several sections and put them aside.


    The fire under the stone pot was raised again, and the solidified things melted again. Ye Xi filtered out the impurities again, and then slowly poured the melted, hot yellow liquid into the mold.


    Ye Xi: "Xiaoling, you can insert the grass core."


    Duan Ling nodded and her bright black eyes carefully looked at the liquid in the mold and carefully placed the straw core in the center of the mold.


    "My Lord, what is the use of this thing?" Xiao duanling finally couldn''t help asking.


    Holding the large stone pot full of liquid, ye Xi said, "it''s something used for lighting. It''s called a candle. It can be lit like a torch. A candle can burn for a long time, and it doesn''t smell like a torch. "


    As long as anyone who has used the candle knows, it is not only the two advantages mentioned above. Generally, no one will use the torch in indoor places where candles can be used.


    Duan Ling didn''t understand why the torch could be replaced by something melted from a beehive, but since this was what ye Xi said, he would not doubt it.


    "Tweet, tweet!"


    Wearing a shoddy fur jacket, Gaga, PA TA, PA TA, PA TA, PA TA, PA TA, PA TA, PA TA, PA TA, PA TA, Ta, PA TA, Ta, PA, Ta, PA, Ta, Ta, PA, Ta, PA, Ta, PA, Ta, PA, Ta, PA, Ta, PA, Ta, PA, Ta, PA, Ta, PA, Ta, PA, Ta, PA, Ta, PA, Ta, Ta.


    Ye Xi, holding the stone pot, was afraid that it would topple the mould filled with beeswax solution, so he kicked it away with his toes.


    "Chirp!"


    Gaga, who was kicked away, flapped his wings unhappily, but instead of pecking at the leaves, he turned his head and began to peck at the ground. A peck was a pit to show his anger.


    The mould was quickly used up. Now it was cold, and the beeswax soon solidified. Ye Xi and Duan Ling pried things out of the mould with the blade, and then boiled the remaining beeswax in the zeolite pot again to fill the vacated mould.


    When it was getting dark, all the solution in the pot had been converted into honey colored candles with beeswax aroma.


    ***


    it gets dark quickly in winter.


    Many of the soldiers who set up stalls in the trading area haven''t had time to clean up their stalls, and pedestrians wandering in the distance haven''t had time to rush back to their rented stone houses, and it''s suddenly dark.


    The rest of the pedestrians in the street were in a hurry, and they were not in the mood to buy anything in the darkness of the winter. They only wanted to rush to the stone house. But walking, many people can not help but stop when they see a stall, and then turn around and walk in the past.This is a very simple stall, it has only two tables, and only one commodity - candles.


    Hundreds of candles are lit up in the cold night. The bright candles are swaying slightly with the wind. The candles are interwoven, hazy and beautiful. In the night of the first fall, this continuous candlelight is particularly noticeable.


    Unknowingly, a large group of pedestrians gathered around the stall, watching the lighted candles and talking about it in succession, which was novel.


    "What is this? Why can you light it? "


    "Yes, I wonder. Why can this yellow thing ignite? And it smells good. Do you smell a special aroma? "


    "I smell it! What''s more, you don''t find it. There''s no smoke in this thing? "


    "Well, yes, as soon as you said it, I found that it didn''t really smoke. No matter what thing was lit, there was smoke. Why didn''t it?"


    The crowd asked Ye Xi and Duan Ling, with only one meaning.


    "Stall owner, what are you selling?"


    Ye Xi raised his voice and explained, "it''s called candle. It''s a specialty of Yanwen tribe."


    "Our candle doesn''t smoke like a torch, and a candle can burn for a long time. You see, I''ve been burning this candle for so long, isn''t it short at all? If it were a piece of wood, it would have been burnt out! "


    On the left, someone asked, "why can you light this thing?"


    Ye Xi confidently smiles: "because this is our tribe''s exclusive secret recipe, they are made of precious materials and complicated craftsmanship. It takes one process after another to make such a magic candle that has no smoke and burns for a long time!"


    Someone on the right side of the heart, asked: "how do you sell the candle?"


    Ye Xi''s smile was deeper, revealing a row of bright teeth: "this is the first time our Yanwen tribe sells candles here. Because it''s the first time, it''s cheap. One needs only two bloody and fierce animal cores!"


    "One and two ferocious animal cores with mixed blood..."


    Ye Xi once again urged: "the candles brought by our Yanwen tribe this time are limited, but they will not be sold out!"


    "Moreover, our tribe is far away from Jiugong, so we may not come to Jiugong next time! Such a magic candle can only have this chance. If you miss it, there will be no more


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