Ye Yuran expressed his appreciation for Zhu Bamei's reaction: "Yes, the first one does require a little more osmanthus oil, but the effect is different from the second one. If you have time to try it, you will know the difference. As for the second one,

In addition to using safflower cake, you can also directly pick rouge flowers, roses, gardenias, or any red flowers you have seen, crush them carefully, filter out the residue with fine sand, and dry them

, and then add drops of osmanthus oil. In this way, you can get a variety of rouges, both in color and fragrance, which are completely different."

Zhu Bamei's eyes widened and she was amazed: "What mother said, if I mix a color like making a bracelet, wouldn't there be more types of rouge?"

She couldn't figure out how many kinds there were.

"So, you can make it according to the seasons. Remember to pick more flowers, dry them in the shade, and make more flower cakes. Then you can prepare them yourself."

Zhu Bamei immediately understood, no wonder her mother had always asked her to pick more flowers and make more flower cakes. It was for this reason.

She was very happy. Fortunately, she was not lazy at that time and did everything her mother said. Otherwise, how much less rouge would she have now?

"It's a pity that osmanthus oil is a bit too expensive, otherwise I could do all these things." In the end, Zhu Bamei still felt a little regretful.

When Ye Yuran heard this, he smiled and raised the corners of his lips, and said slowly: "I know how to make osmanthus oil."

"Mom, I want to learn. Please tell me quickly. I want to make osmanthus oil." Zhu Bamei was so happy that she quickly hugged her mother's arm and acted coquettishly.

She felt that she simply didn't want to be too happy. Her mother was like a treasure chest. Whatever she wanted, her mother had the "secret recipe" here.

Why is her mother so awesome?

"Do you know why osmanthus oil has the word "oil" in it?" Ye Yuran did not rush to explain the formula, but asked a question.

Zhu Bamei shook her head: "I don't know, why?"

"Because it requires oil." Ye Yuran began to speak slowly, "I once saw a recipe in a "Fragrance Book". It said this: Pick half-open fragrant mignonette in the early morning.

First, remove the stems and make them clean, measure a bucket high, take a pound of sesame oil, mix well with your hands, and put it in a porcelain vessel. Seal the mouth of the jar with thick oil paper, sit in the cauldron, simmer with heavy soup for a long time, and take it out.

, place it in a dry place. After ten days, pour it out, pour out the clear liquid with your hands, and collect it. It should be sealed and dense. It will become more fragrant as time goes by. In this way, the oil is evenly mixed into the yellow wax, which becomes facial fat and has a sweet fragrance. "

Zhu Bamei didn't expect that her mother Fangzi said it well, so she ended up being a bit confused by the nerd: "Mom, can you say it more simply? You know, I just endorsed it, and I can't understand a lot of it."

She almost wanted to burst into tears. She was picking mignonette in the early morning. She knew to some extent that she was picking something called mignonette in the morning, but God knows what mignonette is?

There is something about "hand-squeezing the clear liquid" behind, I'm completely confused.

Ye Yuran despised: "I told you to spend more time on books. You heard it, but now you are suffering, right? Not only does it say so in "Xiangpu", but also in another book "Jingyue Complete Book. Eight Formations of Ancient Fangs".

As mentioned, 2 liters of sweet-scented osmanthus (half-opened) and 1 jin of sesame oil. Mix well and place in a porcelain bottle, seal with oil paper, simmer in a cauldron for 1 hour, then place in a dry place for 10 days, filter and use externally."

Zhu Bamei couldn't believe it: "Mom, really, why are there so many books with recipes for osmanthus oil? Then as my mother said, wouldn't any of those literate people know how to make this kind of thing? Then they still have it.

Do you need to buy it? It’s a loss, no wonder my mother insists on forcing us to study and become literate. If we don’t know how to read for the rest of our lives, wouldn’t we never come across such a good recipe?”

"Otherwise, do you think I'm forcing you to read and read every day? Do you really think it's just to sound good? If you're illiterate, even if I send this book to you, you won't recognize it." Ye Yuran

The old god said on the ground.

Naturally, she would not tell Zhu Bamei that the two books she mentioned did not exist in this era, but she had read them in her previous life.

She only needs to plant a seed in Zhu Bameili's heart, so that Zhu Bamei realizes the benefits of learning to read, inside and outside, so that this girl will really study seriously instead of being forced to study by her.

Who said that reading is only useful for men who want to take the imperial examination?

Look, if women learn how to do it, why can’t these recipes be found in books?

Well, you can definitely find it, but the prerequisite is that you have this book first.

Zhu Bamei clenched her fists and said firmly: "Mom, I really know I was wrong. Don't worry, I will definitely study hard in the future. Even for these recipes in the book, I will work hard."

Ye Yuran didn't care at all why Zhu Bamei studied, as long as she was willing to learn.

As for whether Zhu Bamei would complain in the future because she couldn't see the "Xiang Pu" and "Jingyue Complete Book. Ancient Fang Ba Zhen" she mentioned, she was not worried. At worst, she would say: "Oh, you said these two books

Ah, I don’t remember either, I saw it when I was a maid in a wealthy family.”

In one sentence, send it off directly.

"The method of making osmanthus oil is actually not very difficult, but a little troublesome. It needs to be picked early in the morning before the sky is fully bright. Because most of the osmanthus flowers at this time are half-open, which is the aroma.

The sweet-scented osmanthus is the most fragrant when you pick it when it’s dense.”

"After you pick them back, you have to sort them cleanly and remove all the flower stalks, leaving only the flowers, and then mix them with sesame oil. Generally speaking, one bushel of sweet-scented osmanthus needs one pound of oil."

"After mixing, put them together into a porcelain jar, press firmly, and then seal the mouth of the jar with oil paper."

"After sealing, place the porcelain jar in a steamer and steam with boiling water over high heat for about a meal."

"After cooking, place the porcelain jar in a dry place for ten days to allow the sweet-scented osmanthus to fully absorb the oil."

"After ten days, it's almost ready. Pour out all the osmanthus and oil in the jar, and then grab the oil-filled osmanthus with your hands. The sesame oil squeezed out at this time will be fragrant osmanthus oil."

…

Zhu Bamei's eyes widened: "So this is how osmanthus oil is made. No wonder it is so fragrant. It really smells of osmanthus."

"Yes, I use osmanthus because it has a better fragrance. If you want the fragrance of other flowers, you can also use other flowers. It's just that you need to try a few times to know which flowers are suitable and which flowers are not.

"

Zhu Bamei was speechless: "Sesame oil is not cheap either, mother, let's talk about this later."

Ye Yuran smiled softly: "I didn't expect you to know how to save money. I have been doing manual work for so long, so it's good to know this."

Zhu Bamei was a little embarrassed: "Don't you have to sell the bracelet? How much does it cost and how much does it cost to sell it to make money? My fourth sister-in-law often calculates with me. No matter how stupid I am, I have learned something."

Zhu Bamei really couldn't figure it out at first. She always thought that it would be enough to just sell it. That is to say, Li was more "savvy" and had to calculate the cost, then the selling price, and the price difference to see if she made a profit.

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Chapter completed!