After working on it for most of the night, a hundred pounds of cocoa beans were turned into pieces of chocolate. If the house hadn't been spacious enough and the people dressed up had so many things to do, I might have run out of room to display them.
However, Ye Feng was still confused and only focused on doing the work without considering the issue of collection.
But he really didn't need to worry about this. Uncle Six tasted a few and was full of praise. Looking at the chocolates packed in hundreds of jade boxes, he shook his head, obviously thinking that this was not a good packaging method.
I saw Uncle Six taking out a yellow metal block as big as his fist out of nowhere, and just threw it into the air, and the metal block floated in front of him.
Uncle Liu rubbed his hands together, and a ball of red flame appeared out of thin air, and in the blink of an eye the metal package was refined.
The metal should be gold. Although it quickly turned red under the refining of the tassel fire, it did not melt. It is true gold that is not afraid of fire refining.
Uncle Liu controlled the heat very well, and soon the metal was on the verge of melting.
Uncle Liu removed the flame and stopped the calcination. With one move of his hands, the metal block quickly spread out at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"This is......"
Ye Feng understood that Uncle Six was making gold packaging paper on the spot.
Sure enough, within a short while, the metal turned into a large piece of gold paper. Uncle Six did not see any big movement. In the blink of an eye, the huge gold paper was divided into hundreds of small pieces of three-inch square paper.
piece.
Ye Feng took one and found that the gold paper was thinner than the tinfoil paper commonly used on Earth and was very soft. However, because it was real pure gold, its strength was far inferior to that of tinfoil paper.
To be honest, this gold paper is perfect for wrapping chocolate. It is absolutely high-end and classy.
If this were placed on Earth, people would probably call it a prodigal. If it were sold, I don't know whether it would be selling chocolates or gold paper.
Ye Feng didn't need to worry about the packaging. Sheng'er, Xiaolan, and Xiaoju were very busy. Even if Aunt Six wanted to help, they refused.
Perhaps the quantity of work was too much, so I worked until dawn and finally got it all done. Sheng'er was not stingy and divided it equally among the four women.
As for Ye Feng and Uncle Liu, each of them got a box of more than a dozen pills, which was just a taste.
After breakfast, Xiaolan and Xiaoju didn't sleep all night. They were still sleepy after all and had no choice but to rest. Even Sheng'er was driven to sleep by Ye Feng.
The reason, of course, is that girls can't stay up late as they tend to get dark circles under their eyes. Sheng'er didn't know whether she was really scared or just tired, but she didn't persist.
Ye Feng is already at the peak of Qi Condensation. Not to mention not sleeping for a whole day, there will be no problem even for several days in a row. His sixth uncle and aunt are both immortals, so there will be no problem.
After a rare moment of leisure, Ye Feng started chatting with Aunt Six.
Ye Feng's life is monotonous, and he can't talk about things on earth yet, so most of the time Aunt Six talks about his son's childhood, and occasionally Uncle Six will chime in.
As for the embarrassing things that Sheng'er went around cheating people out to drink, they were of course a must-talk, and they made Ye Feng laugh heartily. Ye Feng was almost addicted to this happy family atmosphere.
Time has arrived at noon in a blink of an eye. Although Aunt Six has just recovered, Uncle Six is a member of the Ye family talk group after all, and now is a special period, so Uncle Six still has to go to the clan to handle some affairs in the afternoon.
Aunt Six had not been out and about for ten years. Now that she had recovered, she accompanied Uncle Six to tell the people who cared about him that he was safe.
With nothing to do, Ye Feng asked Uncle Six for some books. He was going to read them, but unfortunately Sheng'er had already woken up.
"Brother, why are you so stupid? You are still reading this kind of book now!"
When Sheng'er saw Ye Feng holding a thread-bound book and reading it, she couldn't help but rolled her eyes.
"If you don't read this kind of book, is there any e-book to read? Or should I find some bamboo slips to read?"
Ye Feng didn't understand what Sheng'er said. He really didn't believe there were e-books here. He had been here a long time, but he had never seen anyone using any electronic products.
"Hehe, you already know about jade slips. How convenient it is. You still have so much time to read a paper book like this. You might as well go shopping with your girl."
"Jade slips?"
Ye Feng didn't quite understand. He was talking about the bamboo slips used by the ancients on earth. Those things were too bulky. One volume only had about two thousand words. If people read at the speed of modern people, they would have to read a room full of books in a day.
I used to never understand why ancient Chinese texts had to be so concise. I had to think while reading them. It was extremely cumbersome. I always felt as if they were just trying to create difficult problems for us, the younger generation, and make us suffer during the exams.
But then I saw the ancient bamboo slips, and everything suddenly became clear. The ancients couldn't do it without conciseness, and conditions didn't allow them to write in plain English. Even punctuation marks had to be omitted, in order to write fewer words.
If they are like us current writers, who are novice writers and write two thousand words in one chapter, without any meaning at all, it will be a waste of time.
The e-book is nothing, just swipe it with your finger and scold the author, but the bamboo slip book is the real deal.
Let’s not talk about the bamboo slip production itself. After finishing this volume, the author was exhausted and the readers were also busy. I didn’t know how many volumes I had to finish in one night. I was exhausted and couldn’t read anything.
It would be strange not to scold my mother after this, she has a bad temper and has murderous intentions.
Hey, we are new to writing, and we can casually write about tens of millions of words in fantasy. If this were a bamboo slip book, five carts would not be enough to fill it. Any reader who reads it would be rich in learning.
As for reading more than 10,000 volumes and writing with dexterity, it has become a joke.
How many words can there be in ten thousand scrolls? The bamboo slips have 20 million words. If there are more paper scrolls, the maximum number is 60 million words.
If you read our six major fantasy books, you will have to read more than ten thousand volumes.
Therefore, it is impossible for the ancients to write in the same way as we do now, and to be as imaginative as we are. Who told us that we are not qualified?
"Oh, little brother, haven't you already burned the jade slips yourself? Put this jade slip on your forehead and memorize it all. You can understand it slowly when you have time. Who has time to read it?
What kind of thread-bound book is that?"
Seeing Ye Feng in a daze, Sheng'er stomped her lotus feet on the ground and said in a coquettish voice as if she hated the iron.
"Damn! This is no longer a computer download!"
Sheng'er's words made Ye Feng swear.
"Computers and e-books, do you guys call them that? Why are they all electronics?"
"Haha, please use the electricity. Can I go read those e-books, no, the jade slips?"
Ye Feng knew that he had made a mistake again, so he smiled and changed the topic with a haha.
"Of course it's no problem. I'm about to take you to our Ye family library to have a look. The books there are all-encompassing, including secrets on martial arts, astronomy and geography, and rumors about the world. I'm afraid your sea of consciousness isn't big enough to fit in.