Bai Sasa and Xiaoshan were so scared that they quickly handed her water.

Bai Junjun spitted out the fruit and rinsed his mouth speechlessly, but there were three small fruits on the table. Bai Sasa quickly put the fruits in the freshly dug food box.

"Let's try again when the weather is good. I see that the fruit is not ripe yet, so let's keep it for a few more days."

"..." Bai Junjun glanced at the two strange fruit remains. She didn't think there was anything, but she could only give up when she felt the gradually nervousness of Bai Sasa and Xiao Shan.

The fruits they picked were originally to comfort them, but if they got the reverse effect, they would be bad.

At this time, the rain stopped outside again. Thinking of the coming night, Bai Junjun went downstairs again.

At this time, even Xiaoshan felt a vague feeling that Bai Junjun had an unreliable soul under his seemingly reliable nature and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"where are you going?"

"Ah... I'll get an oil lamp." Bai Junjun answered very calmly.

Oil lamp???

Bai Sasa and Xiaoshan looked at each other. How easy is this to be an oil lamp?

However, Bai Junjun quickly told them how easy it is to make oil lamps.

A lot of oil was emitted when roasting suckling pigs before. At that time, Bai Junjun specially picked them up with a wooden bowl, and a small suckling pig saved half a bowl of oil.

Bai Junjun took the half bowl of oil and walked straight to the edge of the bushes, and used stone awls to cut the barks one by one. Some of them leaked out the juice, while others leaked out the sticky latex.

Bai Junjun immediately took it into the bowl when he saw this latex and returned to his kitchen after he had filled it.

When Bai Sasa saw it, he quickly cooperated with the stove, so Bai Junjun kept stirring the bowl of lard with latex added on the fire.

It soon turned into a milky white texture.

Bai Junjun found a few grass floes and rolled them into a rope and put them inside. The simple version of the oil lamp was ready.

In fact, the lights in the late Apocalypse depended on oil or solar energy. Of course, the madman would use zombie oil as oil. Although the one he made was despised by most people, it is undeniable that the oil lamp made by Bai Junjun came from this person's inspiration.

Xiaoshan looked at the bowl of white paste curiously and couldn't help but wonder.

“Can it really light up?”

"It should be no problem. When it solidifies, it can basically be used as a candle."

"It doesn't seem like my family did that," said Xiaoshan.

"How do you do it in your family?" Bai Junjun also became interested.

"I don't remember, but it will take a long time to cook, but it's not the same as this one." Xiaoshan pointed to the rubber that had opened its holes.

In fact, ancient photos clearly stated that no rubber was added. The nobles directly used clean oil or paraffin, but these production processes were complex and expensive, and the technology was basically mastered by craftsmen.

Farmers make their own animal oil. This cooking method is simple, but the animal fat and ointment tastes bad when burned and the smoke is relatively large, so the nobles don’t like to use it.

At present, Bai Junjun does not have complicated and complicated techniques, nor does he have enough oil to boil animal corpses, so he can only use lard. As for mixing gum, it is to extend its burning time.

Otherwise, such a small bowl of oil would burn out before midnight, which would be heartbreaking.

Bai Junjun touched Xiaoshan's head: "Then compare it tonight to see if this candle is useful or your home's useful."

"Okay." Xiaoshan nodded happily.

It was finally night after the hill's expectation. Several people took the roasted pork and water back to the room to eat. For the sake of the ritual, the oil lamp was specially lit.
Chapter completed!