My whole family is dancing

With the news of Wei Yunqi, Bai Fuer felt much more at ease, and she had the energy to help the family with the next arrangement, and inquired about the danger outside, because the yamen had a notice in place, and the casualties were very small, but the loss of property should not be possible. Estimated.

"I don't think it should be too miserable. Didn't the village of the second grandfather's house also flooded back then? Although the things were not brought out, the money was taken with him. As long as there is a place to resettle, the family property can be reset."

Zhang Xianyu said that she was still thinking simply, and even Bai Lihui shook his head, "Your second grandfather was also ranked first in their village back then. Most people are not as rich as him, and there may only be one in the family." Three or five taels of silver deposits, and then there will be a time when they will not be accepted, if the Yamen is not properly settled, life will be difficult."

"What's more, many people don't have three or five, and they don't have a nest anymore, hey."

Baijia is rich, and it is lucky to have land to grow sugarcane and sell sugar to Baijia. You must know that most villages do not have extra land to grow sugarcane, and the poor still account for the vast majority.

Zhang Xianyu said that since this is the case, the village will have to be strictly patrolled, "I'm afraid that some refugees will come."

There is nothing a person can do when he is driven to a dead end. Hundreds of families, ten miles and eight towns are rich and famous, and they are not in the city. This is the easiest place to attack.

"In addition, we have to discuss with the merchants in the county, and then go to the county government to see what is needed now. If you have money, you can contribute."

In such a situation, sooner or later, the county government will come to the door for donations. It is better to take the initiative than to be passive, and the village will be safe after resettling the victims.

Just like that, the Bai family got busy again, and Bai Fuer looked at the sky again, saying that the rain would stop in two days at most, so everyone gained confidence. As for the price increase of sugar, Bai Lihui asked Pressed down, the main reason is that there is no loss in the final calculation. After all, the profit of sugar is placed here. Bailihui said that no one wants to encounter God losing his temper. fiscal.

Although Bai Changqing felt that it was a pity, he dared not listen to the old man's words. When the rain stopped, merchants would come to ask about sugar prices. In order to prepare for the price increase, they had already released the news that more than half of the sugar cane had been lost. The merchants were all smart people. Knowing that this month's candy is no longer last month's candy, I was still surprised to learn that the price has not changed.

"It's true that a lot of losses have been lost. The bad sugarcane is still piled up in the sugarcane shed. You can see it and want to increase the price, but thinking that our hundreds of sugar factories can only rely on your support and support. There is no reason to let everyone make up for any loss."

Bai Changqing smiled, and didn't seem to take it seriously at all, "No one can tell the truth about this natural disaster. It's lucky that our workshop is still alive and well. It's just a small loss, so let's save money to avoid disaster."

People who come here say that Baijia is benevolent and righteous, and they have indeed seen the sugar cane in the abandoned sugarcane sheds of Baijia.

In the abandoned sugarcane shed, Baifuer and Baichangfu are carefully inspecting the sugarcane, trying to find a way to minimize the loss of the family. The number of broken sugarcane is increasing every day, and there will be too many broken sugarcanes when they are all boiled over. So, can the bad one still be used?

How bad is it?
"In the past, we never used these red sugar cane for the taste of brown sugar. The red sugar cane has a musty and rancid taste, so we can't eat it. If we eat it, we will have a headache, stomach pain, vomiting and diarrhea."

This mountain of sugarcane was bought with silver, and Bai Changfu looked sad, "The sugarcane in other workshops is mixed with good sugarcane to boil sugar, can we also use it?"

"I mean alone."

The signboard of Baijiatang can't be broken.

Baifuer looked at it carefully and said that it can be used. The sugarcane red heart itself is a kind of mold. Of course, it is used for poisoning if it is eaten directly. The toxicity of brown sugar boiled at high temperature is greatly reduced, almost none, but the taste should be different. Nutritional value To discount.

Those unscrupulous workshops in the previous life would also not let these sugar canes go.

"Some just have a red heart in the middle, or find someone to clean up this batch of sugar cane, and cut it off if it is really bad. You see, this one is in the middle and the section is completely unacceptable, but the head and tail can still be used. .”

"The brown sugar that came out in the end must be the worst, how will Dad use it?"

Bai Changfu said that if the refugees really came, they would donate them. As for donating the inferior brown sugar, he also said, "There is nothing in my heart, isn't it brown sugar? Can't I eat it? When you are hungry, the bark is food, and the rats can't wait for it." Absolutely, this brown sugar won’t kill anyone after eating it, it’s more or less effective, what’s wrong with it?”

He didn't say that it was better than the government using moldy rice dregs to cook porridge for disaster relief.

At this time, Bai Changqing, who had sent away the merchants, also came over, and agreed with the father and daughter on the spot, and said in a low voice, "I just want to discuss with you, brother, how can we donate sugar?" Eating it is good for your health and makes those officials look down on it, so it’s fine.”

"The good brown sugar will not fall into the mouths of the victims, and will eventually be sold. If the people are kind, they will spend a little money to buy something to fool them."

He also felt chilled after seeing a lot. Even if he met a good official who was dedicated to serving the people, a good official could not do everything by himself. There were many people waiting to make money, and a good official could not do anything.

Bai Changfu understood what he meant, looked at the sugarcane mountain in front of him and made arrangements in his heart.

The rain stopped, and this day suddenly had the meaning of spring again. Every household in the village was busy repairing the house or rescuing the crops in the field. The pond was overturned, and many small fish appeared in the ditches in the village. It's scary that those kids were so happy.

The water in the pier is slowly receding again. The washed pier is gone, full of mud. Baichangfu called the villagers to dig the mud. In the eyes of farmers, there is nothing to waste. " These muds are very fat, so it’s good to spread them in our vegetable fields or sugarcane fields.”

"How did our sand land come here? That's how it came about, it's a great gift from God."

There are many people in the village who quarrel over two hoe mud, especially those whose two lands are next to each other.

The people who came to dig the mud laughed, and a man said loudly, "The vegetable field in my house is not doing well. I was just talking about where to get some fat mud. Didn't it just come? The big water brought it to us." .”

"Hahaha, that's right, the vegetable patch in my yard is also thin, and it happens that I'm going to turn over the vegetable patch recently, so this one is just right for the shop."

They should be laughing if they survived such a big flood, not to mention making some mud, it’s satisfying~