Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 96 Sealed Cans
Tonight the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the breeze is blowing gently. It is in the dead of night in midsummer, and a jasmine flower blooms quietly, with a subtle fragrance in the midst of the softness.

The scenery under the grape vines is naturally beautiful, with the light shadows swaying and the grapes hanging low. The distant mountains are faintly visible, and the sounds are like nightingales flying out of the valley or the cries of young animals, and it is continuous.

It was not until dawn that day that the scene became quiet and peaceful, and the beautiful mountains and rivers were fully displayed.

The days that followed were nothing to do, so naturally, some things were only that, only zero and many, many, many, many. This was the time of youth, if he didn't indulge himself now, when could he indulge himself? Or would he really wait until he was thirty-seven or thirty-eight, when the oil sticks of the oil tide would return and the flowers would wither?
But this stuff is enough. It is not good to be too addicted to it. After all, there is still serious work to do. The first one is the canned food. It has been almost ten days. Miss Tang will be back in a few days. The surprise promised to her has to be ready now.

I brought Chuntao to the glass workshop and entered the back house under the guidance of the factory director. Many of the cans in the two rows on the shelves were unsightly. There were white, green, and black cans, all competing for beauty. Even the flower beds were not as colorful as them.

But there were still some that were quite good. Xia Lin took out a can of food that had not rotted, pulled out the wooden stopper, smelled it first, and found that the taste had not changed much, so he asked for chopsticks and put them in to taste it. It was not delicious, but the taste was normal, a smell of processed food.

I glanced at the date above, and it was exactly ten days.

"Sister Chuntao, you try it. Guess how many days it has been there."

Chuntao took the can, tasted it, and pursed her lips: "It should be from yesterday, it's still fresh."

Xia Lin turned the words on the lid over and showed them to Chun Tao: "Ten days!"

This made Chun Tao stunned for a moment: "Ten days? This... Master, Chun Tao is a little unconvinced. If it is freezing cold, ten days is credible, but in the dog days of summer, it will stink within three days."

Xia Lin walked to the deepest part and took out a can. The date on it was twenty days ago. He opened the lid and smelled it, and found that the taste was no different from the previous can. So he brought the can to Chun Tao and said, "Sister, try this."

Chun Tao would not refuse Xia Lin's request. Xia Lin had asked her to try so many things in the past few days, and this one was not bad. So she took a bite with chopsticks, then frowned: "It seems that there is no difference between the two cans."

Xia Lin smiled and opened the lid, which showed something from twenty days ago. Chuntao was really shocked. The ability to preserve food for more than ten or twenty days in the midsummer was beyond the cognition of that era. To Chuntao, it was no less than witchcraft.

After discarding all the rotten cans, there are only five proper sealing methods left. Among these five methods, we also have to consider the difficulty of production and cost control. In the end, there are only two sealing methods left: iron cap with oil paper and wooden cork with oil paper.

The costs of the two are similar, the process difficulty is almost the same, and even the purchase price of the raw materials is similar. The only difference is that the cork is prone to deformation, and once it is pulled out and then put back in, it basically loses its sealing function.

But the tinplate lid is different. Even if the can is broken, it is still there and you only need to replace it with a piece of oil paper.

Of course, this may also be related to the operating techniques of Xia Lin and others, but the cork is indeed difficult to remove, and you have to use something to pry it out to achieve the effect of opening the bottle.

But since there is a tin lid, it is natural to use it.

Sure enough, on the afternoon of the next day, Miss Tang came back. She was exhausted from the journey and looked a little tired, but she still found Xia Lin sitting in the yard calculating the government accounts.

"Where's the surprise we promised? I've been thinking about it all these days." Miss Tang came to the courtyard and sat on the corner of the bamboo bed, looking at the environment around Xia Lin: "You are really good at enjoying life. You chose such a good place."

Seeing Miss Tang, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Xia Lin didn't rush to show off his new invention but teased, "Wanqiu, why are you so tired after going out?"

Miss Tang sighed, "Thirty thousand taels is not a small sum. Although the manager has been found, he made a lot of false accounts. These accounts are very scattered and need to be checked one by one. It took more than a month just to track down these accounts. After that, we have to follow these accounts to recover the money one by one. How can we be as leisurely as Lord Xia?"

After all, she is a business person, so she is very sharp-tongued. Hidden under her soft and cute appearance is a strong heart. As the largest investor of Xia Lin, she is not even afraid of the identity of Lord Xia, and her angry words are very aggressive. "Then you must be leisurely and comfortable. Why do people want to climb up? Isn't it just for leisure and comfort? Otherwise, how about selling the family business in late autumn and living leisurely with me? Then have a few children and raise a few pigs, and you will be a fairy couple."

There is a total of one stone of face in the world, Zhang Zhongchun has eight dou, and the others owe Xia Daosheng three dou.

"You talk nonsense all day long." Miss Tang smiled and patted Xia Lin: "I'm hungry. Let's go, I'll treat Master Xia to a meal."

Xia Lin walked to the front of the hall and called Chuntao to ask her to go to dinner together, but Chuntao refused to go no matter what. Xia Lin was extremely embarrassed and could only take her aside: "What happened today? Sister Chuntao."

"Master... this is the rule. I am just a servant. If someone else is hosting a banquet..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Xia Lin pulled Chuntao out before she could finish her words. When he came to Miss Tang, he teased her, "Wanqiu, tell me, Chuntao always says she is a maid. How can we cure her of this problem?"

"Redeem her." Miss Tang said with a smile, "Take back her slave registration and burn it, then add her name to the Yellow Book. I'm just afraid that someone won't agree. Which man in the world would be willing to redeem such a beautiful maid? Then she can leave at any time."

"Hey, it's no big deal." Xia Lin turned around and went into the house to search through the luggage at the bottom of the box. Then he found the things that the young prince had someone pass on to him. Among them was Chuntao's slave contract.

He took out the contract, dangling it in his hand, and walked to Chuntao: "Here, take it. You are more familiar with the county affairs than I am. Go find Ma Zhou to restore your citizenship tomorrow."

Not to mention Chuntao, even Miss Tang was stunned. It was no exaggeration to say that a maid of Chuntao's level, even if not in perfect condition, would be worth at least tens of thousands of taels in the market. But once her master registered her, she could not be sold or given away.

In other words, once this contract was given, it meant that Xia Lin had completely lost control over Chun Tao, which was unimaginable in this era. So far, I have never heard of anyone taking the initiative to restore the citizenship of a maid. Generally, there is a price tag, and only those who can afford it can restore the citizenship, but almost no one has this ability.

"Why are you looking at me? I didn't know this before. If I knew it was so simple, I would have done it for her a long time ago." Xia Lin spread his hands and said, "My education is different from yours. I don't believe in the caste system."

Chun Tao had recovered from her shock by now. She even ignored her status and hugged Xia Lin and started to cry. Miss Tang next to her just looked at Xia Lin and laughed: "You are funny. Do you really regard money as dirt?"

"Money? I'm fighting against traitors... Money is really a knife that kills without bloodshed. Okay, let's not talk about it. Money is not important." Xia Lin's heart skipped a beat, but luckily he braked. He almost exposed his job. He was not familiar with it and was relaxed. In the past, he would have been disciplined for just this one sentence.

Regardless of whether money was important to him or not, this move alone was enough to impress people. At least Miss Tang's favorability towards him increased significantly. However, after dinner, Miss Tang was probably too tired, so she said goodbye to Xia Lin and went back to rest. She said that Xia Lin had to show her the surprise early tomorrow morning, and asked Xia Lin not to sleep in tomorrow, because she would come to see him as soon as she woke up.

When they went back home that night, Sister Chuntao took the initiative to hold Xia Lin's arm for the first time. Although she didn't say a word, her emotions were definitely conveyed. After all, the certificate of slavery could distinguish whether she was a human or an animal. After she was freed from slavery, she was an upright person. And this grace cannot be simply described as gratitude.

That night, Chuntao was particularly active and hardworking. Xia Lin felt that he was swollen... When he went to relieve himself, he could even feel his calves trembling. Looking back at Chuntao's face full of tenderness, he realized that she had been giving in to him before. If she really went all out, it would be too much...

"No, I have to give up the battle for now. I still have a lot of things to do tomorrow." Xia Lin said dejectedly after returning: "If I have time to see Sun Simiao, I will ask him to teach me a few prescriptions."

Chun Tao laughed so hard that she fell backwards, but she still put her delicate hands around him and took the initiative to kiss Lord Xia. Tonight's lingering love had nothing to do with status, and with her wholehearted love, she was in a state of unity between heaven and man.

The tricks that were not used before were finally used today. All the training Chuntao received in the past was not wasted at all. This night, she just poured out the red candles, and suddenly fell into the night boat. The joy was so intense that the love was so intense that the spirit turtle vomited clear spring water from its mouth.

Hang a white flag? No! I am already a free man, you have no say over it!
(End of this chapter)