I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 375: Perfume and Dyes

Perfume needed distillation.

Eric didn’t have a small distillation apparatus like in a laboratory, so he had to bring out his white liquor distillation tool, along with a large pot.

Since both were distillation, it could surely be used; this style also fit the unrestrained manner of beastmen.

Eric separated the flowers and leaves.

The beast cubs hadn’t played enough yet, all gathering in the yard. He took the opportunity to let these little kids help, first washing the flowers and leaves clean.

After washing, the petals needed to be plucked from the flowers.

The man-eating flowers were handled by Eric himself; if a beast cub got bitten, it wouldn’t be good. The Dwarf children would definitely have their fingers bitten and broken.

Although the man-eating flower looked very strange, its scent was the most intense.

Eric gathered their petals into a grinder, added a little water, and ground them into a paste.

The floral water was filtered clean of residue using linen cloth, then poured into the distillation pot; the pure liquid dripping out was the perfume.

Eric only remembered that rose water could be drunk, could beautify skin, and applied to the face.

Using the perfume he made himself as fragrance was no problem, but whether it could be applied to the face needed some humans for experiments.

He was a Snow Wolf; even if it was effective when used, it might be different on human skin.

The tribe now had humans, just right to find a few for experiments, but each time used, the dosage and frequency needed to be increased gradually to avoid someone not adapting at first and causing allergies, which wouldn’t be good.

Small amounts caused small reactions, which would be easy to recover from.

Besides making various perfumes distilled from flowers and leaves, Eric discovered another advantage of theirs.

The piece of linen cloth just used for filtering, originally a very old dark yellow color, was now dyed a patch of purple, a patch of green.

He just rinsed it once with clean water and found the color only faded a little.

Couldn’t this be used as dye?

The tribe had planted a large amount of cotton; in the future, they would definitely weave a lot of cloth. It couldn’t all be white, especially when making clothes.

White was beautiful but didn’t hold color well.

Moreover, white clothes as an accent were fine, but a whole set of white was hard for him not to associate with something else...

In winter, he and Bruno joked about telling him to find mineral ores that could dye colors.

Bruno had really found a few types from the Dwarves’ collection, but at that time there wasn’t much cotton cloth left in the tribe, so he had shelved it; now he remembered.

Besides minerals, completely natural plant dyes were also very good; color retention was decent and the colors were more diverse.

He just tested a bit; there were light-colored flowers that didn’t dye successfully, possibly because the linen cloth already had color.

If changed to pure white and easily color-absorbent cotton cloth, perhaps it would succeed.

It was spring now; wait until the fruits ripened, many types of fruits could also be utilized.

For example, grape skins and pomegranate skins from his previous life; he heard lychee skins could also be used as dye. When the time came, he would slowly test each type.

Having perfume in hand, Eric told Flower and the other beast cubs to go home and bring a set of cotton clothes over to soak in the juice.

Eric had played with tie-dyeing while traveling before and had a vague impression, so he learned to use hemp rope to tie them into some patterns.

Female beast cubs innately liked beautiful things more.

Flower and Phan, along with other female beast cubs, crowded to the very front, guarding the basin of soaking clothes, eyes glistening with anticipation.

He wondered if bird beastmen were like in the animal world, where males were better at dressing up.

But the beastmen Eric had met were mostly females who liked to beautify themselves; males were occasionally just a few.

Loving beauty was a good thing.

Eric planned that after making skincare products, he would distribute them to his clansmen first, considering it a welfare benefit.

The perfume was made very successfully; each type had its own characteristics.

Using it as fragrance was fine; without chemicals, the scent retention was quite short, but the upside was the natural smell, very fragrant.

Eric also enthusiastically acted as a perfumer, mixing various perfumes and leaf waters in different ratios, creating very magical scents.

While making perfume, Eric also got a surprise joy, which was various essential oils.

After the distilled perfume cooled completely, the top layer was essential oil.

Eric didn’t have a dropper to suck it out, so he had to carefully pour the essential oil into small bottles first, use white paper to write labels, and tie them on top.

Fortunately, the Dwarves had made glass bottles; otherwise, he wouldn’t have found beautiful tools to hold them.

If using ceramic bowls to hold perfume, not to mention whether it was beautiful or not, it would all evaporate before long.

Making glass was also troublesome; the tribe was extremely busy recently, and the Dwarves were assigned many tasks. Many machines were made by them, so Eric’s initial plan to sell glassware had to be shelved.

The tribe no longer lacked gold coins, so later the Dwarves just needed to make enough glass bottles and various jars for the tribe to use.

Glass bottles were tighter and also beautiful.

"Eric, what are you making these things for? Can they be drunk?" Flower sniffed the row of glass bottles in front.

Actually, having hidden aside just now, taking advantage when Eric wasn’t paying attention to taste a sip, Tullte frowned: "Definitely not, so bitter..."

"Haha, you ate secretly again." Flower couldn’t help mocking the boy.

The corners of Eric’s mouth also silently curved up.

When Tullte tasted it, out of the corner of his eye, he had actually seen it clearly.

Moreover, that bottle was concentrated juice from leaves; although water was added, the taste definitely couldn’t be good.

He happened to recognize that type of leaf as non-toxic, so he felt assured letting Tullte drink it secretly; regarding other types Eric didn’t know, he couldn’t let the beast cubs drink by mistake.

"This is perfume and essential oil, both used by adults to apply on clothes to smell good, cannot be drunk. What if other types are poisonous?"

Since the taste wasn’t good anyway, after hearing Eric and Tullte speak, the group of beast cubs immediately lost interest in the perfume.

Mun sneakily scratched Tullte’s tail once, then reacted quickly, jumping up and running away.

Tullte was already unhappy because he ate something not tasty, immediately jumped up to chase, and the two little kids fought a round.

Felines were indeed all naughty like that; even Cat beastmen were no exception. It seemed this nature was in their genes.

Eric smiled, lowered his head to continue working with the remaining flowers, seeing if he could discover any type with better dyeing effects.