Different Worlds Slow Life Beginning as a Blacksmith

The two fairies watched while the bright red dye was transferred from the pan to the vial. If it was a glass bottle, the red one might have been beautiful, but unfortunately it was a baked vial.

Sometimes it seems necessary to check whether the moisture has come off and the viscosity has increased.

The brush uses what was originally in this workshop. You might want to make brushes and brushes out of hunted pig hair.

"If there were any ingredients, it might have been fine if it had been golden elephant fitted to black lacquer..."

While the brush contained dye, I was alone. Whatever happens to black as a wedding celebration, if you carry it with you afterwards, I think that spirals and gold figurines are pretty good on the black. It would be too much to embroider Megistium in a boulder.

But there's nothing I can do about it now. Let's try it with my thin ice sheath.

Place a brush containing dye on the sheath. The dye was inhaled to transfer color from the brush to the sheath. Because I dye it as it is different from paint using pigments, it should be silky to determine the color range, but I have strong cheat support.

Still, it is not okay to do it properly, so I will carefully color it. Eventually, when the entire rose turns slightly red, it needs to dry a little. After this, drying and painting (dyeing) are repeated to strengthen the color.

Since there is no more boiling water, even if the humidity is decreasing, drying takes a considerable amount of time. In the meantime, we decided to prepare a green dye.

I bring grass like a leopard that was on the water. Of course, it is gentle so that the juice does not stick.

"Is this simmered too?

"No, I'm just going to squeeze this into the cloth."

I see.

Prepare unwanted cloth, wet into water and squeeze firmly. Originally, it would be better to use a dry one when squeezing something like this, but it seems that this grass is fairly thick (...), so it seems like it is a wisdom to reduce the amount of cloth. Tell me it's okay to dilute it.

I grabbed the cloth and squeezed it tightly with a soft piece of deer leather. There is a vial under the cloth. The cloth was only dyed for the first 2-3 times, but the next time I squeezed the cloth, it dripped and dripped. I'll put it in a vial so I don't miss it.

"This is hard."

Even though my muscle strength is getting better, I get more and more tired when I squeeze it all over again and again. If you think about making a squeezer... you might be able to remove oil from crops in the field.

While I was doing my best, Liddy and the fairies laughed together. Deepika laughs.

That sounds terrible.

"Do you want to try it?

"Are you sure?

"Yes, it seems that when the juice comes in, it won't fall off, so please make it leather."

"Wow! Thank you!

Deepika, whose eyes sparkled and I supported the cloth, squeezed the cloth. But it's a substitute that I can squeeze little by little, if the fairies don't use their magic or something to do something incredible, it's worse than mine.

"Reja, help me!

"Okay!

When Reja joined in and squeezed the cloth together, the green juice fell back into the vial. After a while, the pottery stopped.

The vial contains that amount of dye. I don't think it came out of "Wow." It's called dark color, I wonder if there's something unique about this world, this.

All right, that's it.

When I said so, Deepika turned her shoulders around. You may be tired, but your face shines with satisfaction.

"Hah, this is tough."

"You two must have been really tough, huh?

"Yeah, but it was fun."

"Me too!

Regina is also standing up with her hands in the air. Hey, there's something tangled with Deepika, and it feels like the doll is catching on. Or small flowers swaying in the breeze.

"Okay, now let's finish this rose...."

When I took the new brush, I confronted the sheath again.