I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 376: New Clothes

After finishing everything, the soaking time for the clothes was up.

Eric fished them all out, rinsed them with clean water, and hung them up to dry.

The colors were indeed not bad, especially the type dyed from biting flowers. It was clearly a magnificent purple in liquid form, but the dyed clothes didn’t turn out that purple; instead, they leaned towards a deep pink, which was very beautiful.

Tullte’s clothes were also soaked into a deep pink, but the boy actually liked it quite a bit.

Eric looked at the children cheering and jumping under the clothes, feeling a bit embarrassed, but surely no one here had prejudices against colors.

Tullte’s human form was also a bit chubby; wearing it would definitely look adorable.

On the contrary, the patterns Eric had deliberately tried to make didn’t take shape.

He had originally intended to create shapes of butterflies and flowers, but his skills were limited, so it didn’t work out. They didn’t look ugly, just unrecognizable as any specific shape...

Seeing that the little ones were very impatient, Eric used wind magic to speed up the drying process of the clothes.

With the intense sun plus the wind magic, the clothes were dry in no time.

The beast children jumped up to grab their clothes, transformed into human forms to put them on, and then ran everywhere to show off.

Light yellow, light pink, deep pink, and even grass green - each child looked like a little sprite from a cartoon.

The skin of the Dwarves and little goats was somewhat dark, so wearing light-colored clothes looked a bit odd, but they themselves were very happy.

Only Mun was sad. She hadn’t been in the Hadu tribe long, and while fleeing, she couldn’t possibly have brought clothes. When in human form, she only had a set of old, tattered animal skin clothes.

The weather warmed up, and now she didn’t wear clothes, nor did she use her human form very often.

Everyone else had at least one set of cotton clothes. Hearing Eric say he would dye clothes, they all chose their favorite set to bring over, but Mun was the only one who didn’t have any.

Leo hadn’t left yet.

The boy looked at the light blue clothes in his arms; this was the new set of cotton clothes he had gotten this winter. He was a bit reluctant, but still held it out to Mun:

"You wear this set."

Mun turned her head away in disdain, swished her tail, and with a whoosh, jumped up and ran away.

"It’s okay, I will trade for a new batch of cotton fabric with the Halun merchant group. When that time comes, I’ll ask Jessica to make a new set for Mun," Eric said, looking at Mun’s retreating figure and smiling to comfort Leo.

The adults in the tribe, aside from those with fixed jobs, had all gone to plant cotton.

The beast children wanted to show off their colorful clothes and had to wait until evening when the adults returned. Only after showing off to their heart’s content would they be willing to take them off. This was also a rare day when they didn’t roll around in the dirt.

The colorful clothes were indeed very beautiful.

The adults washed their hands clean before daring to touch them, their eyes filled with affection.

Previously, let alone such beautifully dyed clothes, they rarely even saw cotton clothes.

Having linen clothes at home for the beast children to wear was already considered good.

In the Hadu tribe now, besides abundant food, there were also more clothes. Especially for the beast children, almost every one of them had at least one set, they just couldn’t bear to wear them often.

In winter, there were even wool sweaters and wool pants.

Now, there were even beautifully dyed clothes.

It had to be said, the dyed cotton fabrics from the humans that they couldn’t afford were not as beautiful as the clothes on the beast children.

Eric accidentally overheard this and almost choked.

He had casually dyed the clothes using plants; the color wasn’t even, and there were no patterns. How could they be more beautiful than people’s cotton fabric?

The cotton fabric from the Halun merchant group, aside from the cheapest white cotton, had colored varieties dyed with beautiful designs. There were large floral patterns and various patterns carrying the strong flavor of other countries, all very beautiful, just that the colors were particularly gaudy.

In this era, not many people could afford to wear this kind of clothing. The more complex the style, the more it showed the wearer’s wealth, so these gaudy, complex styles were popular.

If the fresh, gentle style of his previous life were brought here, perhaps not many pieces would sell.

But these light-colored, monotonous clothes were magnificent in the eyes of the beastmen.

They liked them very much and carefully put them away for their children.

The beast children who were momentarily smug certainly didn’t expect that later on, they would lose the privilege of wearing beautiful clothes (unless supervised by an adult)...

Knowing it was Eric’s doing, some Snow Wolves even secretly came to ask if animal hides could be dyed, and it wasn’t just one person.

Eric found it funny but also found his tribesmen very cute, because there were quite a few males among those asking.

It turned out the Wolf tribe also liked colorful things; he had thought only birds liked them.

Didn’t experts in his previous life say that dogs couldn’t distinguish colors? But Snow Wolves were structurally different from wild beasts after all; anyway, Eric didn’t feel his vision was impaired.

"Actually, I don’t know if they can be dyed either. Animal hides and fabric are different. Cotton fabric can be soaked in juice, but wouldn’t animal hides rot if soaked like that? Moreover, the hides of some magical beasts have waterproof functions, so how could they be dyed?"

When the twentieth-something Snow Wolf sneaked over to ask, Eric scratched his head and explained in distress.

Whether animal hides could be dyed or not, he didn’t know, but he knew animal hides shouldn’t be soaked in water.

He remembered a time when wearing mink coats was particularly popular. Whenever it snowed, his colleague would excitedly dive into piles of snow to clean the coat, just like a husky playing in the snow.

Later, he curiously asked that colleague and learned that fur cannot be washed with water; it can only be sent for dry cleaning, or washed in snow piles when it snows, which works on the same principle as animals rolling in snow to remove dirt from their bodies.

This time, the person asking was Tang.

Hearing that it couldn’t be dyed, his expression immediately became disappointed. He sighed, turned around, and wanted to leave. Tired after a whole day, he also wanted to go home and rest.

Eric called him back: "Although you can’t dye animal hides directly, you can paint patterns on them using the juice of flowers or leaves."

Tang was immediately overjoyed and turned back to ask Eric for the specific method.

The perfume and other things had been put away, but there were plenty of dregs and leftover juice.

Eric found a twig, dipped it in some green juice, and drew a leaf shape on the animal hide Tang was wearing.

His artistic ability wasn’t good; he could only draw simple patterns.

The twig didn’t apply color easily, so he used materials on hand, cut a tuft of white fur from Tang’s head, tied it to the twig, and made a brush for painting.

Several leaves with clear veins and different shapes appeared on the animal hide.

Although the animal hide on Tang was brown, the leaf juice had a bright color, so it looked quite nice when painted on.

Tang admired it happily for a long time before running off smugly to show off to his friends.

That night, people kept running in to ask Eric to paint patterns.

Until midnight, Eric didn’t want to stay up late, so he hurriedly closed the door, and only then did it become quiet.

The height of his door was a trivial matter in the eyes of Snow Wolves, but everyone knew Eric didn’t like people climbing over the wall to enter, so those who came later had to return empty-handed.