If it were me, the meeting would be very clean~ [4 updates]

Just like what Qin Feng said before.

Since it is a legendary story.

No god or fairy will appear.

That doesn’t make sense~

Maybe it was something wrong as I guessed the first time~

Reba also learned to be smart and just listened quietly.

He didn’t interrupt anymore.

Qin Feng continued: “The little girl of the Miao nationality, guided by the flower fairy, arrived at a place where flowers were blooming.”

“Linger in a place full of flowers and the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.”

Although Reba had no intention of interrupting.

But he still couldn’t help but whisper:

“Why does it sound a bit scary~ OvO~”

only.

Qin Feng’s next story direction.

Reba’s nervous hands loosened her grip on the quilt.

He said: “Later, the little girl returned home safely.”

Reba: “Huh? ? Just go home like this? ”

after all-

In her little head.

Why do you have to learn some skills from Fairy Ruohua~

However, no!

Just playing around in the wonderful world of blooming flowers.

Just go home? ?

Good guy!

This is not in line with Reba’s understanding of legendary stories.

It’s even more unpredictable.

What does this story have to do with Miao batik.

Qin Feng continued: “When the little girl came home, she found that her skirt was stained with a lot of nectar and beeswax, and it was very ugly.” Reba blinked her big eyes and said, “Then what?”

“Since it is natural honey, if it were me, I would definitely lick it clean~”

Qin Feng looked like a fool.

Looking at his stupid wife.

Reba stuck out her tongue and said, “I’m just joking, don’t take it seriously.”

Qin Feng continued: “In order to cover up the nectar and beeswax, the little girl put the skirt in an indigo dye vat and wanted to re-dye the skirt.”

“However, wait until after dyeing and removing the beeswax from the skirt.”

“Dots of patterns appear on the skirt.”

Hear this.

Reba raised her hands from the quilt~

She said: “I have a question~”

Qin Feng: “What’s the problem?”

Reba asked: “What is indigo dye?”

Qin Feng replied: “To put it simply, it is a blue plant dye that can dye white cloth into blue cloth.”

Reba’s eyebrows were slightly clustered, and she carefully pictured in her mind what the finished batik would look like.

She snapped her fingers and said: “So, the yellow beeswax on the white skirt, after dyeing and falling off, turned into white ‘little flowers’.” Zuo Feng nodded: “It can be understood that way.” ”

then.

Inside the big white (•一•) RV.

There was silence for more than ten seconds.

Reba scratched her head: “Qin Feng~Why don’t you speak?”

Qin Feng replied: “The story is over, can you sleep?”

Reba said: “Ah? Is it over now? It’s so hasty.”

Qin Feng shrugged and said, “It’s just a short story. Do I need to give you a whole extra story?”

Maybe it’s because of this little story.

Reba is even more looking forward to seeing what the craftsmanship of the batik workshop is like.

Perhaps, this little story does not have twists and turns~

But for Reba.

Still very graphic.

After the young couple chatted for a few words.

Only then did Qin Feng realize that Reba, whose head was resting on his arm, was already asleep~

but!

He also found a small problem~

forced


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