Big Ear Thief Selling Straw Sandals

Chapter 222 Little Lady Cao Wan Becomes a Little Rich Woman
The war in Funan was raging, but Zhang Cheng set his sights on Sri Buddha at the southern end of Langya Xiu.

Mi Fang, Xia Houyuan and Cao Ang were ordered to go to find Shicheng Port, the Pearl of the South Seas, which their lord was longing for.

The Bawang was fully loaded, and once again loaded with [-] cannons and more than [-] warship supply ships, it headed southward.

At Xianglin Port, Cai He and Cao Wan watched the army set sail, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

Without Xianglin, I don’t know how far Nanyang is.

If you don’t visit Nanyang, you won’t know how vast the world is.

This time, the combined fleet will explore the westbound passage.

Once something is discovered, the entire Western Region will surely surrender under the Han's giant ships and artillery.

Cao Wan suddenly said: "Uncle Zhang, I want to go to Dongdu!"

Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "Why, why don't you wait until your brother opens the westbound channel and go take a look?"

"I want to worship Liu Shishu as my teacher, and when I return from my studies, I will travel around the world."

Good ambition!
Zhang Cheng readily agreed to this, and happened to take the two great-grandsons of the Gao family away together.

On the way back to the city, looking at the large tracts of yellowing rice fields, Cai He couldn't help but sigh: "There are three crops a year, and the people are not hungry. It is really a place with abundant resources and natural treasures."

Zhang Cheng also lamented: "If it weren't for holding Jin Wu to show the way, we would be no different from the frogs at the bottom of the well. How ignorant would we be?"

As we walked to the sugarcane forest, we could see smoke from cooking stoves. Farmers poured the squeezed sugarcane juice into a pot and boiled it to make syrup, which was then put into various containers for cooling.

Zhang Cheng's own sugar factory.

The foreman in charge saw the general manager coming and hurriedly came out to welcome him.

Zhang Cheng waved his hand and said, "You do your thing, don't worry about me, let's just take a look."

The foreman promised well, but he followed him all the time. It was a rare opportunity to meet Emperor Xiang Lintu's boss, so he didn't dare to be careless.

Zhang Cheng also knew that people were afraid of being criticized for poor service, so he stopped talking and went into the workshop on his own.

When the Cham farmers and workers saw the nobles in Hanfu come in, the arrogant foreman turned into a docile pug, and they all knelt down and greeted respectfully.

"Everyone, get up. I'm just taking a look. Don't be afraid. Just keep doing your work."

Gao Zheng translated the words of the general manager and asked them to continue working. Only then did these farm workers get up timidly and carefully continue to boil the syrup.

Pour the red sugarcane juice into the pot, boil it on high heat, stir it, spoon it out when it is thick, and pour it into square containers.

Just as a batch of syrup had cooled and solidified, the older worker knocked down a full bowl and asked half a boy to present it to Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng laughed, took out a small bunch of copper coins from his arms, and rewarded the child.

The child looked at the old man behind him and then at the foreman, not daring to reach out to pick it up.

The foreman urged in a rare and pleasant manner: "Just take what the chief manager rewards you. Why don't you thank me quickly?"

The child just took the copper coins with both hands, and kowtowed a few times on the ground.

Zhang Cheng picked up the child with a smile and asked kindly: "What is your name? How old are you?"

With Gao Zheng as interpreter, communication between the two parties was basically smooth.

"My name is Shuwa, and I am nine years old."

Unlike the Central Plains, the Elephant Forest fields are fertile and the voles are fat. After being cooked and roasted, they are very delicious.

Therefore, being named after a rat is not shameful among the Cham people, and it is a good hope for poor people. After all, there are not many opportunities to eat meat.

"Ratboy, what are you doing here?"

"Wrapping candy bars."

According to the requirements of Mijia Trading Company, after the square candy bars are solidified, those in good condition must be wrapped in paper so that they can be sold at a high price when shipped to the Central Plains.

Because the Mi family was the first to collect sugar in batches, the sugar factories in Xianglin processed it according to the Mi family's requirements.

Zhang Cheng took Mouse Baby's hand and saw that it was covered with wounds from twine, some were scabbed, and some places were even worn into calluses.

"It's really not easy!"

At this time, in order to please the foreman, he said: "The newly made candy bars are the most delicious. The chief steward might as well try them."

Zhang Cheng smiled and nodded and said, "It's rare for you to have such a heart. Well, give it a try."

As he said this, he took out a piece from the bowl and suddenly caught a glimpse of the mouse child, so he turned to hand it to the child.

"At such a young age, you are good at making sugar, and the little mouse will also try it."

The foreman hurriedly tried to dissuade him: "General manager, it would be a waste for them to eat such expensive candy..."

"Hugh is talking nonsense!"

Zhang Cheng was unhappy and said: "I have a saying in Zhijin: Those who are partial to Luoqi are not sericulture farmers! Remember, your salary and salary are all the wealth of the people!"

The foreman was so frightened that he immediately shrank back, not daring to say another word.

Zhang Cheng smiled and said to the mouse baby: "Eat it, you deserve this." With encouragement, the mouse baby finally bit off a small piece of candy and tasted it carefully in his mouth.

Soon, the taste of happiness filled his mouth, and his long-lost smile burst into bloom.

"So sweet! So delicious! Thank you, Chief Manager, for the reward!"

Zhang Cheng looked at the old man behind Shuwa again, relieved himself, nodded slightly, and took the candy.

Then he pointed to the big bowl and said to Cai He, Cao Wan, Gao Zheng and Gao Miaoniang: "Try them all. It is said that this sugar factory has the best quality."

Cai He looked at the mouse baby, and then at Zhang Cheng's harmless smile, and suddenly realized something in his heart.

No wonder it is said that people are old and mature, it is really amazing, I learned it!

Cai He's guess was right. Just now, Zhang Cheng made Shuwa a guinea pig in a nonchalant way.

As an occupier, surrounded by the Cham people, you must always be careful.

If someone leaked the itinerary today and poisoned the sugar factory in advance, then when the rat baby eats candy, these people will definitely have a strange expression.

be careful and live long!
The big boss of SF Express never makes fun of his own life.

Everyone tasted the candy. Freshly made candy was indeed more delicious than those that had been left for a while.

However, there are still some impurities in the bright red candy, which slightly affects the taste.

Gao Miao Niang actually ate a grain of gravel from her piece, and she couldn't help but complain.

"The color is so heavy that you can't tell there is sand in it. It would be great if it was snow sugar."

The sugar produced by the Mi family has a white as snow called "Snow Sugar". The price is extremely high, but no one knows the secret of the Mi family's sugar production.

Cao Wan studied a lot of things, and was especially fascinated by the monthly magazine "Nature" published by Yongzhou Public School.

Naturally, she had an idea for an improved sugar-making process.

Zhang Cheng was very interested and said to the foreman: "I bought this pot of sugar water and followed Miss Wan's instructions."

The foreman didn't dare to ask for money. He immediately said with a smile: "It's our blessing that the general manager is here. There is a lot of sugar water here. The general manager only uses it and cannot accept money."

Soon, the cauldron was brushed clean, and the collected charcoal was cleaned and evenly spread on the gauze, and then a layer of gauze was added to spread a layer of charcoal, a total of three layers.

When everything was ready, Cao Wan directed the workers to cover the pot with gauze, and then pour the sugarcane juice onto the gauze filter.

Very simply, I got a large pot of pure and clear sugarcane juice and boiled it over high heat.

All the master craftsmen in the sugar factory saw it straight. Is this sugar water drenched in charcoal ash still edible?Will the cooked candy have a strange smell?
But he is a noble person, so he should do as he is told.

Remove the clear sugar syrup from the pot and pour it into a vessel to cool.

After a while, the candy condensed, which surprised everyone. The current candy was milky white, with no impurities at all.

Comparing the red and yellow brown sugar, everyone knows that the white candy looks better and the price is naturally higher.

Damn it, Miss Wan has the magic touch to turn stone into gold!

The chief executive, who was born as a businessman, naturally knew the goods and immediately asked people to crush the candy into powder, which looked like a pile of holy snow.

Pick up a handful and put it in your mouth.

Pure, sweet and delicate, it melts in your mouth.

"Hahaha!" Zhang Cheng suddenly laughed loudly: "Extreme snow candy! Good stuff! You all have to try it!"

Now, everyone in the workshop was lucky enough to have a taste, and the feeling was really wonderful.

Zhang Cheng was in a good mood, so he called the foreman and said, "Have you seen the whole process clearly?"

The foreman nodded. He had paid special attention just now and kept every step in mind.

Zhang Cheng said: "Just make candy according to Miss Wan's method, and all the masters and workers will get an additional [-]% of their wages. Do you understand?"

The foreman was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly: "I understand, I understand, I will make the best snow candy from now on!"

Zhang Cheng nodded in satisfaction, and said to Cao Wan: "Miss Wan, from now on, this sugar factory will have [-]% of your shares."

The foreman stuck out his tongue in fear.

Be good, if you give me [-]% of my dick, Miss Wan will immediately become a rich little woman!

Cao Wan declined politely, but Zhang Cheng had many ideas, saying that this was the patent buyout fee.

If you have money, you can earn it together for a long time, which is also the rule of the business circle. Anyway, if you don’t accept it, you will send it to Hanzhong.

Cao Wan thought it was not much money, but Zhang Cheng told her that the 3% dry share of this sugar factory would be no less than [-] taels of silver per year.

Three, 3 taels of silver? !

Miss Cao Wan, who was very good at mathematics, suddenly couldn't figure it out.

(End of this chapter)