Bai Chun knew that he was making a fuss, but he couldn't refute it. After all, these things were just under her nose, and she couldn't ignore the existence of these things.

What's more, Ye Qing has always been slick and his best attitude is to talk to him. If he doesn't want to take the initiative to say what he asks, he won't say it.

If you are too impatient, who knows what will pop out of your mouth? It is very likely that you will be so angry.

Bai Chun, who no longer spoke, rolled up her sleeves. After the water temperature was suitable, she took a rag and carefully wiped the field knife and the watch.

After Ye Qing fixed the base of the lantern, he found a piece of candle from the room and put it into the sheep horn lantern. The sheep horn lantern now looks more like a floor lamp in the previous life, which can cover up the bright light and create a warm and soft light.

But in this era, we naturally hope that the more transparent the better. Ye Qing can judge that if the lantern that is fastest and thicker than the waist continues to expand, there will probably be a series of holes on the surface.

Before the night knew it, it completely enveloped the entire yard. Even the sound of oars and paddlings on the Yanqiao River outside the wall became much thinner. The lanterns on the shore were hidden on the river surface, but there was a peaceful and far-reaching beauty.

"How about this lantern? You just want to say how much is it worth?" Ye Qing lit the candle. As the candlelight completely lit up, the whole yard suddenly became much brighter.

Especially around Ye Qing, because the sheep horn lantern is still placed on the ground, the surroundings of the lantern can be clearly visible. Similarly, even the subtle expression on Ye Qing's face becomes extremely clear.

Looking at Ye Qing with a sense of accomplishment and a proud look, a bright surprise flashed in Bai Chun's eyes. She didn't expect that in the past half day, he would have made a lantern with sheep horns.

"This is too bright. Will it cost a lot of lamp oil or candles?" Bai Chun looked at the bright lantern and made his debut without blurting out his brain.

Ye Qing smacked the corner of his lips and made a tsk sound: "Whatever the candle should be done? It's not like an oil lamp. It can tamp the flames with a smaller amount, so how can it take a lot of wax!"

Bai Chun suddenly realized and glared at Ye Qing angrily. He didn't have time to think about it carefully just now, but after suddenly seeing such a bright lantern, the conditioned reflex was to lift the flames to the maximum.

"It's good, it's bright, but it's better to use an oil lamp. Putting the candle inside is more troublesome. You can't light it for a while and then open the lantern. After cutting the candle, put it on." Bai Chun turned around on the small stool, put his legs together, put his elbows on his knees, leaned on his chin with one hand, and looked at the bright lantern.

"Cutting candles?" Ye Qing was stunned for a moment. At home, he basically lights oil lamps to light candles. Today, it was because of Bai Chun's signature, so he didn't understand the matter of cutting candles.

Bai Chun leaned on his chin and looked helplessly and began to be stupid again. After losing his memory, Ye Qing, whose memory was blank, explained: "Cutting a candle means cutting off the burning candle heart, otherwise it will be stretched and will burn the candle on the side after it falls down."

"Really or false?" Ye Qing looked at Bai Chun, who was sitting quietly not far away from the opposite side, and the gentle light shone on her, adding a hazy fairy spirit to Bai Chun at this moment.

After looking at Ye Qing, he looked at her, as if he was doubting the authenticity she said, and he also stuck his head in from above the lantern and looked at the burning candle.

"Shouldn't the candle be burned with the burning of the candle and then charred together?" Ye Qing looked down at the candle in the lantern. Sure enough, he could vaguely see through the candlelight. As the candle burned, the candle did not completely burn to ashes, but continued to burn. I am afraid that in a while, the candle heart would grow longer and longer as the candle heart exposed outside became.

"It's strange, why is this happening? Is it a problem with candles? Why doesn't it charred?" Ye Qing looked down at the candle, then looked at Bai Chun who was quietly leaning on his chin, as if asking Bai Chun, or muttering to himself.

"What does charcoalization mean?" Bai Chun was already numb, and he had long been accustomed to the strange words that came out of Ye Qing's mouth.

Sometimes, when he looks at his somewhat inexplicable brother-in-law, Bai Chun will secretly guess whether his brother-in-law has a problem with his brain? Should he find someone to see if he is a little devil or is possessed by something dirty!

"Charging...Charging means burning, that is... the candle heart should be burned with the consumption of candles. It should not be consumed, but the candle heart is still burning. It should be... It should be, anyway, the consumption of candles should be synchronized with the burning of candle hearts. So is it because our candles are too cheap? Will a more expensive candle be better?" Ye Qing said and gestured, looking at Bai Chun nodding clearly, and then shut up.

"There will be the same as the most expensive candles, and the same candles of one or two silver taels are. So, to save trouble, you should use an oil lamp." Bai Chun's eyes were bright, but at this moment, he was a little confused and stared at the lantern as if he was empty, and said thoughtfully.

"It shouldn't be." Ye Qing believed that Bai Chun would not lie to him.

After all, he had just told Bai Chun that he planned to be made into a finished product for the Yan family after the lantern was made. It depends on whether he could make money.

So my sister-in-law, who confiscated her 400 taels of silver notes yesterday, obviously would not lie to herself in making money, and would definitely support herself strongly.

"You ask if you have not returned for the time being, and the night rain in Bashan rises in the autumn pond. Why should you cut the candle in the west window together? But when you talk about the night rain in Bashan?" Bai Chun's cherry lips opened gently and said softly: "This is a poem by Li Shangyin. Why should you cut the candle in the west window together? It is about cutting the candle."

"Do you think Li Shangyin is so excited with the candle? Is he not able to write poetry without the candle?" Ye Qing took away the sheep horn lantern, holding the base at this moment, and was concentrating on the burning candle wick.

Bai Chun frowned lightly. Li Shangyin was a Tang Dynasty poet she liked more. When she heard her brother-in-law so criticized, she felt a little dissatisfied, so she asked: "What do you mean? Do you also know if his poem is successful?"

"The silkworm will not stop until it dies, and the candle will not stop drying until it turns into ashes. Isn't this what he wrote?" Ye Qing looked up at Bai Chun, staring at the candle wick for a long time. Now looking at Bai Chun, the shadow that looks like a fairy has already appeared in his eyes.

Bai Chun heard Ye Qing casually read a poem from a poem by Li Shangyin, but his brows became even tighter!

A pair of beautiful eyes stared at Ye Qing who was studying candles and suddenly asked, "Are you sure you have lost your memory? Then why do you remember his poem?"

"No wonder, it turns out that the candle wick is made of cotton thread. I said why can't it be able to burn completely and then charred? What did you say just now?" Ye Qing, who was concentrating on studying the candle, looked at Bai Chun's beautiful eyes and looked at him, as if waiting for his answer, so he asked hurriedly.

"Don't you lose your memory?"

"yes?"

"Then how could you remember Li Shangyin's poem? The silkworm will not stop until it dies, and the candle will not stop drying when it turns into ashes." Bai Chun repeated the questioning.

"This... conditioned reflex, who knows, maybe I suddenly got enlightened, and I can't say that you can read a few more poems, which will help me restore my memory." Ye Qing opened his eyes and started talking nonsense: "By the way, why does the smell of this candle smell so bad?" Ye Qing looked at Bai Chun, who was fine just now, and now stood up with a cold face and was about to leave, and asked with his head raised.

"There are all candles! If you want to go, can you remember the poems? How could you forget these common sense?" Bai Chun said coldly and walked towards the kitchen.

“My watch.”

"Give it to you!" Bai Chun threw the watch to Ye Qing casually.

"Michelle Eugen Schefler, oh... I understand, no wonder I'm so familiar." Ye Qing took the watch thrown by Bai Chun, and returned to his wrist thoughtfully, murmured.

"What are you muttering again?" Bai Chun, who had just walked to the kitchen door, turned his head again and looked at Ye Qing angrily.

This is not the first time she has heard Ye Qing speak loudly. Just now, this guy said something behind her back and said something she couldn't understand at all, even... even the pronunciation is so strange that she can't learn even if she wants to.

Ye Qing's behavior made her very angry, just like when a person is behind her back and speaks in words she doesn't understand at all, even Bai Chun will feel that this person is saying bad things about her.

"No, nothing, that... I seem to have found another way to make money, maybe I can give up on Mingwa." Ye Qing did not look at Bai Chun's somewhat angry face. Before he knew it, he pronounced the name of Michelle Eugen Schefler in English, so he didn't know at all. Bai Chun was already a little angry at this moment.

So, I was still immersed in my thoughts, my mouth was chanting scriptures, and I was chanting something in a low voice.

Bai Chun snorted, looking at the flames looking at the candles, Ye Qing, who was a little obsessed with the fire, didn't plan to eat the rice anymore, and she cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks very loudly, so she could vent her dissatisfaction.

Someone obviously didn't notice her emotionality, and still held the candle, blowing out the wicks and igniting them again, smelling the burning smell of the candle.

After a while, Ye Qing understood the candle in front of him, then blew out the candle and put the lantern aside. He looked a little lonely and sat quietly in the middle of the yard.

"What? Don't you mess with your lantern?" After Bai Chun cleaned up the kitchen, he walked out and saw the black shadow, sitting there motionlessly, just like the little stone lion at the door.
Chapter completed!