Two or Three Cotton Wicks Technique "Girl, here - but... you can't light this, it's for errands. Hey... what are you doing with these?" Qing Tao entered the room and handed the two white candles to Sister Wenjiu, but when she saw the six blue and white porcelain tea cups lined up on the table, her face was filled with surprise. Sister Wenjiu was about to open her mouth to explain, but then the door was pushed open again and Qingxing hurried in. "Girl, this is the paint you want. It's from the mother-in-law in the dyeing shop. It's the best quality... Hey, girl, what are you doing...what are you going to do?" Qingxing closed the door, put down a paper bag in her hand, and was stunned when she saw the teacup on the table. Seeing the wide-eyed expressions of the two girls, Sister Wenjiu simply said nothing. She lowered her head and took the two white candles over. Then she took the knife on the side, cut the candles into pieces, and put them into the arranged teacup. "Miss, what are you doing...Aren't you..." Looking at the flying wax chips on their white and tender hands, Qingxing and Qingtao couldn't help but look at each other. "Haha..." Taking a look at the two people who had a rare tacit understanding, Sister Wenjiu smiled, and while still cutting the candle neatly, she said, "What is it? A waste of natural resources? Let's talk about it later, okay?" "Uh..." After a cup of tea - "Qingxing, find that bottle of osmanthus hair oil, um... and that Bring me the box of fragrant sandalwood." "But...girl, you don't like the hair oil, and you don't like the fragrant powder..." "Go and get it, I'll use it!" "Qingtao, go bring the stove and boil another pot of water." "No...don't say any more. Hurry up!"... After two cups of tea - "Qing Tao, go and take out the glass cup that the old lady gave you at the bottom of the cabinet." "Oh..." "Qing Xing, go and ask for some cotton thread from Mother Zhou!" "Okay..." "Hurry up!" The two girls said, but their feet did not move. In the copper basin with boiling water on the stove, there were several celadon teacups inside, and in the teacups were floating various brightly colored wax liquids, with a faint fragrance lingering on the wax liquid... "Okay, hurry up, I promise it will be more interesting later!" Ninth Sister had to urge again. ...Half an hour later - "Miss, this candle you made is really beautiful. It's cut into sections, yellow, green, pink, red, cyan, blue, exactly six colors!" "Yes, yes, not only does it look good, it should be better when lit, and it also has a fragrance." "This gift from the girl to the third girl is definitely the best." One portion, the three girls will definitely like it!" "Yes, but I think a pair is better. We should make another one." "Yes..." In front of the square table, the two little girls gathered together and talked about the cute and bright cylindrical colored candle that had just come out of the transparent glass cup. But Sister Wenjiu on the side didn't seem to listen to what the two said, but stared blankly at the cotton thread in her hand. "Girl, what's wrong with you? What are you thinking about? Oh, this... Don't worry, I did follow your instructions just now and used a braided wax wick made of three cotton threads." Carefully, Qingxing finally noticed the strangeness of Sister Jiu and looked over with concern. When she saw the cotton thread in her hand, she immediately smiled. After listening to her words, Sister Jiu shook her head and nodded again, her eyes still falling on the cotton thread in her hand. "Girl..." Qingxing was puzzled. Qingtao also looked over in surprise. "Qingtao, light the candle!" Sister Wenjiu said suddenly. "On it?" The two girls couldn't help being surprised. "Yes, light it!" Sister Wenjiu came over and stood in front of the homemade colorful candle, "I want to try whether my three-wick candle does not need to be 'cut'?" "Uh..." It really works. Why didn't she think of it before? Sitting at the table with her chin propped up, Sister Wen Jiu leaned forward with her thin body, her eyes fixed on the slowly burning and fragrant colored wax, with a slight smile on her face. The boutique store she opened in her previous life not only sold exquisite hangings, but also some small handicrafts. As for the handicrafts, apart from the braided bracelets and shoes, they are also the craft candles. Most of the things are made by work-study students. This is probably because she, a teacher, seeks some benefits for the students. This idea came from the fact that she once taught a labor skill class and found that some students had strong hands-on skills, so she simply provided such a display platform for the students. Later I discovered that handmade candles were very popular, so I got out of hand making handmade candles. During this project, as a teacher, she naturally mastered many methods of making candles and learned a lot about candles. However, in this other world, I have always been only concerned with panic, adaptation, and hiding my clumsiness. I would have put all these things behind me. But now I was forced by circumstances to think of making this handmade candle, and because of the argument between Qing Xing and Qing Xing about the wick when making this handmade candle, I was reminded of the history of this candle - ancient candles used a wick made of two cotton threads. The center of the flame stood upright. It could not be burned out and became charred, so the remaining wick had to be cut off with scissors from time to time. This was undoubtedly a troublesome matter. It was not until 1820 that a Frenchman invented a braided candle wick made of three cotton threads. It naturally loosened when burning, and the end was just outside the flame, so it could burn completely. "Qing Xing, when you went to see Zhou's mother just now, your uncle's wife hasn't come back yet, right?" Sister Wen Jiu suddenly turned her head and asked Qing Xing, who was staring at the burning colored wax with curiosity. "Uh..." Qing Xing was startled and replied, "Of course I didn't reply. I heard from Zhou's mother that the third wife kept the uncle's wife's dinner and specifically asked her to take the money to the kitchen to add two more dishes." "Oh... Okay, that's good!" Sister Wen Jiu nodded after hearing this, stood up, and said to her, "Bring me the cloak!" "Oh..." Qing Xing was stunned, and then quickly put one on