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Chapter 441 Hundreds of workshops officially ignited
"Why don't you accept our sugar cane? We also signed the paperwork. You have to accept our sugar cane."

"They're all from the same village. What you've done is really amazing. You don't want to bully people like this."

The eight families went out to communicate for several days. Not only were they panicked, but even the village where their relatives lived was also panicked, because the person who said they would give three cents a catty could not be contacted, and they also confiscated the deposit. No bottom.

The eight families felt uneasy. They came here today just to try out Baijia's attitude. After all, the attraction of three pennies per catty is too great.

It was Wang Quan who went out to talk today. After several years of hard work, he is now in charge. Baichang is rich and generous. When Wang Meimei got married, the Wen family returned Wang Meimei's contract of sale, which also showed that Wang Quan's grandson was no longer a slave.

Wang Quan's family is very grateful, that is, the slightest loss of Baijia cannot be tolerated.

"You also know that you must abide by the document after signing it. Whoever disobeys it first, if you tear up the document first, then you can't blame us for following."

"What kind of onion or garlic do you think you are? You are justified if you are poor. If you don't agree with you, you are being rich and unkind?"

"We have already said that we will not accept your sugar cane, and we will not accept your sugar cane in the future. Are you acting like a playboy?"

"Let's go, don't get in the way, it's very busy."

After finishing speaking, he strode away. As one of the stewards of such a sugar factory, how busy is he?

This matter has been watched by countless pairs of eyes in the village. Seeing that the Baijia is really serious, many people thought that it would be fine as long as the eight families begged the Baijia. They have always been easy to talk, I didn't expect it.

But soon, everyone didn't care about the situation of these few companies, and the time to harvest sugarcane was coming.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and there is even a snow wind. Everyone who goes out in the morning is exhaling white smoke, and the rapeseed leaves in the field are still covered with a thin layer of ice flakes.

The sugarcane in the field grows thickly and is covered with hoarfrost. Villagers patrol the field from morning to night, knowing that what is planted in the field is their hope for the coming year.

On Dongyue 25, the Baijia Sugar Factory announced that the sugar factory will officially open on the first day of the twelfth lunar month, and everyone can send sugar cane to the workshop.

"The winter melons stored by each family have to be stored for a longer period of time, and they can be delivered on the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month."

In this way, everyone is relieved.

All of a sudden, every household in the village was busy. The money must be in the pocket.

In Shuili Village, the Wen family is beginning to recruit people to prepare to deliver sugarcane. Although their place is called Shuili Village, it is only a few streams. The delivery of sugarcane has to be carried by mule carts and ox carts, so manpower is indispensable.

Some people are still thinking about three pennies per catty, but they can’t wait for the news. They are in a hurry. Someone went to the county to inquire about the news. Hearing that someone in Wenchang Village wanted to force Baijia to increase the price, Baijia directly refused to buy sugar cane from those people. , The person who heard the news ran away in fright, and went back to discuss whether to sell the sugar cane to Baijia.

By the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, all the sugar mills of hundreds of families had already set up their positions. The [-]-bar scales were busy at the door of the shed where the sugarcane was piled up. The people in the shed have to carry the weighed sugarcane into the shed. The door of the opposite hut is the desk of the accountant. After weighing, the person takes the list to find the accountant. Money will do.

The broken silver and copper coins in the boxes of the two adults decreased little by little amid the crackling sound of the abacus under the hands of the accountant, which also meant that more and more sugar cane was received.

On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, early in the morning, Bai Chang'an set up a posture by the river according to the tradition of previous years. The grand Duan Gong celebration altar was ready, and Lord Qin from the county government also came, and the merchants he met were also happy Bai Lihui, who was already enjoying the family relationship, also came.

The children in the village ran the most happily, and even the dogs thought there was meat jumping up and down beside them.

Just as Baifuer was about to go out, Caiyun hurried in, "Girl, girl, someone from the capital is here."

"Do you know who it is?"

"It's from General An's Mansion. They say their surname is Lin."

Baifuer found out, and went out with Caiyun. At this moment, Zhang Xianyu had already received Lin Fei, "Maybe I have to trouble Guard Lin to wait for half a month. Our workshop only started firing today."

Lin Fei was a little embarrassed, "Why did you light the fire today instead of before?"

"Because the sugar cane used to make sugar can only be used at this time."

Baifuer's people hadn't stepped forward, but the voice had already arrived, "Guard Lin, it's early."

Lin Fei cupped his hands, "Miss Bai, we meet again."

"It's a coincidence that Guard Lin came here. The Baijia sugar workshop is on fire today, and there is a Duan Gong celebration altar to watch."

He smiled at Lin Fei, "Guard Lin, talk while watching?"

Lin Fei brought a lot of people, at a rough glance, there might not be less than 50 people, this is how much candy they are planning to transport.

Fifty soldiers in military uniforms just entered Wenchang Village. It was difficult not to attract everyone's attention. When they reached the river, everyone was watching them carefully.

"Are they all soldiers? They're so impressive."

The children in the village looked at each other stupidly, with longing in their eyes.

When Mr. Qin learned of the identity of the visitor, he went up to greet him cheerfully. Mr. Yan, the prefect, had already called on the entire Southwest Sugar Factory to donate [-] catties of sugar for the war. Lin Fei was overjoyed, "Mr. , the general must be very pleased when he heard about it, if the brothers on the battlefield know that they are fighting bloody battles on the front line, and the people in the rear support them so much, they will be able to kill the enemy with more strength."

Mr. Qin said that the people in the southwest dare not forget how the stability of today came about. "The sugar merchants also said that the soldiers risked their lives to defend their homes and the country. Everyone will support the soldiers even if they don't make money this year."

Just as the distant and dull sound of cows sounded, well-dressed men entered the field one after another to set up battles, and the annual Wenchang Village Duangong Celebration Altar officially opened.

The people in Wenchang Village are used to this kind of ostentation, but people like Lin Fei have never seen it before. They think it is very novel, and they don't talk to Mr. Qin anymore.

At the beginning, another large ship came from the wharf, and the first batch of sugar cane delivery ships arrived. When they learned that the sugar factory was preparing for the grand ceremony, they were not in a hurry to unload the goods, and came to watch with great interest.

Seeing that it was almost time, the people led by Bai Changfu officially lit the fire, white smoke rose from a row of large chimneys, the mill mules took steps, and pale yellow sugar cane juice flowed out of the mill tank, and the entire sugar mill The workshop started to work.

　Babies, the author is already a hot sheep, with chills and aches all over his body. Whether we can change it tomorrow, and how much more, depends on the results of the fight between the immune system and the virus. I hope you can see me tomorrow renew.
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