neighbors with the king

Chapter 182: Sugar Factory (4)
"Yes, Miss." Lian Qiao agreed on this side, and went out to make arrangements on the other side.

"You might like these fruits." Li Yuanchu handed her several baskets.

"Bananas, mangoes?" Su Qingqing exclaimed as she looked at the pile of yellow fruits.I didn't expect to see tropical fruits here.

"You know him?" Li Yuanchu asked in surprise.These fruits are rarely known to the princesses in the palace, because the number is small, and they are not in their hands at all. Su Qingqing, a country girl, knows them. How much did her master teach her?
"I saw it in a book, but I didn't expect to see it again." Su Qingqing replied very neatly.

"These fruits were transported by fast horses all the way, and ice cubes were added on the road, so they are more expensive. You should try it." Li Yuanchu peeled a mango for her with his own hands, and handed it to her .

Su Qingqing was taken aback, it seemed too extravagant for the prince to peel the fruit for her, but why did Li Yuanchu, who is paralyzed, take the initiative to peel the fruit for himself?Could it be that he has a plan for himself?
It was the first time in Li Yuanchu's life that he took the initiative to peel fruit for a girl, but when he saw the defense in the other's eyes, he couldn't help feeling emotional for a while.But he also cleverly pretended not to know anything, "Try it, it tastes good."

Under Li Yuanchu's indifferent urging, Su Qingqing finally took the mango in his hand.

"Delicious." Su Qingqing sighed.

There were too few varieties of fruit in ancient times, and she didn't graduate from an agricultural school. Even if she wanted to cultivate good varieties, she didn't have the ability.

"Try this again." Li Yuanchu peeled another banana for her.

"Thank you." With one, Su Qingqing doesn't care about two anymore.

Seeing her defenseless appearance, Li Yuanchu couldn't help laughing secretly.This girl is too defensive, so she has to fight steadily to integrate into her world.

"After the iron rod is delivered, you have to dig out its roots. Ask your people to dig carefully and don't hurt the roots." Su Qingqing told Li Yuanchu while eating.

"En." Li Yuanchu, who cherishes words like gold, is monosyllabic again.

Just agree, and Su Qingqing doesn't care too much about him.

In fact, Li Yuanchu was very curious about what she wanted those iron rods for, this girl never did anything useless.But he couldn't ask, if he did, the girl would probably be wary of him again.It was not easy for the two of them to become a little familiar, and he didn't want to be beaten back to his original shape.

The notice for the Su family to buy fruit has been posted, and those who have fruit nearby will send the fruit the next day.Su Qingqing put all these fruits into the cellar, and kept them with ice cubes sent by Li Yuanchu.

At the same time, Li Yuanchu's people also cut down a lot of sugar cane from the mountain and sent them over.

"Brother, brother, hurry up and take people to the mountain, cut down the things we saw, and then dig them up together." Su Qingqing remembered that there were also some on the nearby mountains, and quickly found Su Qingjian and Su Qingshan.

"We'll be there right away, so don't worry." Su Qingjian replied.

The sugar factory has recruited some new villagers, but they can only stay outside to wash the fruit and squeeze the juice. Simply put, they grind the washed fruit with a stone mill and squeeze out the juice.

The first thing to do is to boil the brown sugar and white sugar. The sugar cane also needs to be strong, that is to use a clean mill to grind back and forth to squeeze out all the juice inside.

Cooking is a technical job, and Su Qingqing will never pass on this skill to the outside world.

She asked the people in Baihua Valley to be responsible, and selected a few honest and willing people from the servants.

The pot for firing is also different. The person who burns the fire and the person who boils it cannot see it because there is a wall blocking it.This kind of pot is a bit like the posture of frying tea, and the person who burns the fire is also the person who bought it by himself.

The first pot is very important. Su Qingqing put the squeezed sugarcane juice into the pot and boiled it carefully, while the loyal servants who came over to study watched carefully.

Most of the cookers are teenagers, while most of the burners are young girls, which can be regarded as a group of partners.

Su Qingqing carefully stirred the juice in the pot, making the fire of the girl who was burning the fire bigger or smaller from time to time.

"Okay, see if it turns into this color to be successful." Su Qingqing looked at the dark red brown sugar, and felt very happy.

"Is it delicious, Miss?" Lian Qiao asked while looking at the brown sugar in the big jar.

"Put some in a bowl and pour boiling water for a taste." Su Qingqing suggested with a smile, "Mix it with brown sugar water, it can replenish blood."

Several girls and young men rushed to follow her instructions.

"Miss, the taste of brown sugar is much better than maltose." Pinellia is very sensitive to taste, and after taking a sip, she kept praising her.

Su Qingqing smiled and said nothing, of course she knows what is going on with the brown sugar.

After the first pot is successful, the rest is not a problem.

After reading it, the teenagers also mastered the tricks.

After all, Su Qingqing was worried, and watched them boil a few pots in person, and she was relieved when she saw that there was no mistake.

The next day, Su Qingjian and others cut down all the sugarcane on the mountain, and dug back the roots of the sugarcane by the way.

The roots could not be preserved for too long, so Su Qingqing hurriedly led the workers to bury these sugarcane seedlings in the ground and apply fertilizer.

Then on the third day, Li Yuanchu's people also sent the roots, and Su Qingqing also led people to replant the roots.

"From today onwards, I will leave these to you two, and you must take care of them carefully." Su Qingqing solemnly explained to Ding Yi and Qiao Maizi.

"Miss, please don't worry, we live near here, and I guarantee that there will not be a single tree missing." Qiao Maizi promised, patted his chest.

"I don't need to work so hard for the time being, and I will build some houses for you in a few days." Su Qingqing confessed that the villagers didn't know what the sugar cane was for, and Li Yuanchu, the overlord, lived in his home, and the villagers were If they wanted to come over and make trouble, they might not have the guts.

Su Qingqing felt that the only advantage of Li Yuanchulai staying at home was that he could be used as a door god.

After Ding Yi and the others mastered the planting techniques, Su Qingqing returned to the sugar factory.

"Bring some quicklime here." Su Qingqing told Su Qingjian.

Without saying a word, Su Qingjian brought a bag of quicklime over.

Su Qingqing weighed out a small amount of quicklime with a small scale, and then took out part of a jar of brown sugar, "You guys look after it, this time it's a new process."

"Qingqing, quicklime can't be mixed in." Seeing Su Qingqing pour the weighed quicklime into the brown sugar in the pot, Su Qingshan became a little anxious.

(End of this chapter)