The Caveman Made Me Awesome

The viscous liquid in the stone pot gurgled white gas and blisters.

A special and pleasant smell of beeswax began to fill the icy stone house.

Ye Xi was afraid of carbon dioxide poisoning, so he removed the slate used to block the door to reveal a gap.

The cold air was blowing from the outside, and Ye Xi sat beside the blazing warm fire, stirring the liquid in the stone pot with a spoon. Destroyed.

At this time, a lot of black and gray impurities floated up in the stone pot. Ye Xi patiently scooped up and filtered out the impurities with a spoon, until only pure yellow viscous liquid remained in the stone pot.

He put down the spoon, picked up Gaga in his arms and stuffed it into Duanling: "You take care of Gaga here, I'll go out."

Duan Ling nodded: "Okay."

"Chirp!"

Ye Xi went out the door and came back after a while. When he came back, he was still holding a long bundle of things that looked like straw.

The air-conditioning and drifting snowflakes were brought into the stone house by Ye Xi together.

It was snowing again outside now, and Ye Xi had a lot of crystal snowflakes on his head and shoulders when he returned.

As soon as Ye Xi came in, Duan Ling jumped up from the ground and said anxiously, "Sir, the contents of the pot have changed!"

"Don't worry."

Ye Xi reassured and said, he put down the bale of grass slowly and patted the snow off his body before walking to the stone pot to take a look.

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

Ye Xi smiled and said, "It's alright, that's it, now come and help me peel the grass together."

"Peeling grass?" Duan Ling looked at the bale of grass curiously.

Ye Xi sat down anywhere, and then took a random straw from the bale: "Look, that's it."

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

Duanling sniffed the white and tender grass core curiously, and stuck out his tongue like a beast to lick it: "It's sweet!"

Ye Xi smiled and waved: "Stop licking, come and help peel it together, time is tight, everything must be done before night."

"Oh." Duan Ling sat obediently beside Ye Xi, and drew the straw one by one according to his appearance.

It was already half an hour after all the straw cores had been pumped, Ye Xi picked up the bundle of white and tender straw cores and set up a fire to dry the moisture of the grass cores.

Taking advantage of the time he needed to bake the straw core, he took some logs and made a bunch of rectangular molds.

The moisture of the grass core was gradually dried, and each of these grasses was nearly one meter long, so Ye Xi cut them into several pieces and put them aside for later use.

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: "Xiao Ling, you can insert the grass core."

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

"Sir, what is the use of this thing?" Xiao Duanling finally couldn't help asking.

Ye Xi held up the large stone pot filled with liquid and said, "It's something used for lighting, called candles. After lighting it, it can illuminate like a torch. A candle can burn for a long time, and it will not burn like a torch. odor."

The advantages of candles over torches, as long as anyone who has used them knows, are not just the above two advantages. Generally, no one will use torches in places where candles can be used indoors.

Duanling didn't understand why he could replace the torch with something melted from the honeycomb, but since Ye Xi said it, he wouldn't doubt it.

"Choo Choo Choo!"

Gaga, who was wearing a small jacket of inferior animal skins, walked to the side to watch, and while watching, she also chirped, with a small chest that seemed to be pointing at the country.

Ye Xi, who was holding the stone pot, was afraid that it would overturn the mold filled with the beeswax solution.

So gently kick it away with your toes.

"Chirp!!"

Gaga, who was kicked away, flapped his wings unhappily, but instead of pecking at Ye Xi, he turned his head and pecked the ground, and a peck was a pit, to express his anger.

The mold was quickly used up. Now the weather is cold, and the beeswax solidified quickly. Ye Xi and Duanling used a knife to pry things out of the mold, then boiled the remaining beeswax in the stone pot again, and poured the freed mold into the mold. Full.

When it was getting dark, all the solution in the pot had been converted into honey-colored candles that smelled of beeswax.

***

It gets dark quickly in winter.

Many soldiers who set up stalls in the trading area hadn't had time to clean up their stalls, and the pedestrians wandering in the distance had not had time to rush back to the stone house they rented, and it was suddenly dark.

The rest of the pedestrians on the street were in a hurry, and in the dark night of Black Blondwinter, they didn't even bother to buy anything, they only wanted to rush to the stone house. But while walking, many people couldn't help but stop when they saw a booth, and then turned around and walked over.

This is a very simple stall with only two tables and only one commodity - candles.

Hundreds of candles were lit in the cold night, the bright candles swayed slightly with the wind, and the candlelights were intertwined, hazy and beautiful. In the early night, this continuous candlelight is particularly eye-catching.

Unconsciously, a large group of pedestrians gathered around the booth, looking at the lit candles and talking about it, which was very novel.

"What is this? Why can it be lit?"

"Yeah, it's strange, why can this yellow thing ignite? And it's so fragrant, have you smelled a special aroma?!"

"Smell it! And you found out that there is no smoke in this thing?!"

"Hey, yes, as soon as you said it, I found out that it really has no smoke. No matter what is lit, there is smoke. Why doesn't it have?"

The crowd asked Ye Xi and Duan Ling in a row, and the general meaning was only one.

"Stall owner, what are you selling?"

Ye Xi raised his voice and explained, "This is called a candle, and it is a specialty of our Yanwen tribe!"

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

Someone on the left asked: "Why can you set this thing on fire?"

Ye Xi smiled confidently: "Because this is the exclusive secret recipe of our tribe. They are made of precious materials and complicated craftsmanship. It takes one process after another to make such a magical candle that has no smoke and burns for a long time!"

Someone on the right was moved and asked, "How do you sell candles?"

Ye Xi's smile deepened, revealing a row of sharp teeth: "This is the first time our Yanwen tribe has sold candles here. Because it is a first-time business, the price is cheap. One only needs two mixed-blooded beast cores!"

"One or two mixed-blood beast cores..."

Ye Xi encouraged again: "The candles that our Yanwen tribe brought this time are limited, and there will be no more candles when they are sold out!"

"And our tribe is in a remote location and is far away from Jiugong, so it's very likely that we won't come to Jiugong next time! The chance to have such a magical candle may only be this one time. If you miss it, you won't have it!"

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