Exiled to Lingnan, the Crown Prince's wife raises children, cultivates the land, and leads the

"Smashing it is just in time to make a new one."

Cheng Qiqi spoke expressionlessly, taking out the sketch she had drawn overnight and saying, "Grandma Leng, Village Head, come and see. I've decided to divide the sugar mill into three parts. The first part will be for storing sugarcane and pressing juice."

"Build a large room on the far left, with a door for easy delivery. In the middle, build a large stove for boiling sugar. On the far right, there will be a separate area specifically for storing the boiled sugar!"

"The sugar mill's courtyard can be used to store sugarcane and enough firewood."

Cheng Qiqi spoke with great enthusiasm, this was the best possible outcome she had considered.

Is there something wrong with your stove?

Leng Yu suddenly spoke up, staring at Cheng Qiqi's stove, "How are you going to boil sugar with these three stoves connected together? Also, you have too many stoves? There are nine of them!"

"Can our sugarcane juice really produce so much sugar at once?"

Leng Yu stared at the nine pots, completely bewildered.

"Three pots and one stove are the secret to making sugar; you must do it."

Cheng Qiqi said meaningfully.

Cheng Qiqi has been in charge of the new sugar mill all day. Yesterday, the villagers held another meeting with the village head. It was agreed that each household would send one person to work, and everyone's sugarcane must be sold to the sugar mill!

Of course, the price remains the same!

The villagers were all looking forward to sharing the profits from the sugar mill next year, so they worked extra hard when building the new sugar mill!

When evening came, Cheng Qiqi went to the sugar shop and was shocked to find that... the beams of the new sugar shop were all in place.

Is it that fast?

Cheng Qiqi was feeling dizzy when she heard the village head say, "Young Madam Jin, don't worry, the sugar mill will be completed in three days, and then we can use the new sugar mill."

"Um."

Cheng Qiqi nodded slightly. Indeed, they could still sell a batch of candy before the Lunar New Year.

"By the way, Mrs. Jin, is it inappropriate to continue using the name 'Lengji Sugar Shop' for this sugar shop?" the village head asked with a smile.

"Indeed, we'll discuss it together when the time comes." Cheng Qiqi also felt that Lengji Sugar Shop was no longer suitable.

"We can think of a name slowly, but we need to improve the juicing method."

Cheng Qiqi, with her sharp eyes, noticed that Granny Leng was already directing people to rebuild the stone mill for juicing. She immediately stepped forward and said, "Granny Leng, the sugarcane ground by the stone mill still retains its sweetness. We can use a new method."

"You did a good job adding water last time."

Leng Yu spoke up, saying that the sugarcane residue wasn't very sweet, which meant that most of the sugar had been extracted.

"No."

Cheng Qiqi shook her head and said, pointing to the simple press she had drawn, "Let's change from grinding to pressing, and make a fixed pressing tank."

"This pressing... can it really be better than grinding?"

As a seasoned juicer, Lengdao immediately raised his doubts.

Cheng Qiqi simply picked up a twig and started drawing on the ground. She remembered the principle clearly, but the specific details still needed to be discussed.

For three days in a row, Cheng Qiqi kept a close eye on everything from pressing the juice to the three pots connected by a stove... and even the layout of the sugar workshop!

The business of selling pickled cabbage porridge is run by Jin Lizhi and Jin Yanzhi. This first pot of gold is already bringing in about a thousand coins every day!

And the sugar mill will only make more money!

The three-pot stove is fine, but there are too many things that need to be changed about the pressing tank. The pressing plate and the pressing tank need to fit tightly together, and the juice needs to flow out smoothly without getting stuck!

Cheng Qiqi racked her brains on this point as well.

……

Jin Yanzhi and Jin Lizhi happily went to sell pickled cabbage porridge every day. At first, they had Cheng Qiqi get up to cook the porridge, but now that Cheng Qiqi had gone to the sugar shop, the task of cooking the porridge fell to Jin Yanzhi and Jin Lizhi.

Liu Suyi and the other three diligently embroidered handkerchiefs every day, fearing they wouldn't be able to deliver them on time.

Because they were about to go to work at the sugar mill, the men and women of the Jin family were all exceptionally happy after the tasks were assigned at the training platform.

Jin Xue'er was also in a good mood. She was initially upset to see Cheng Qiqi making money, but after her mother reminded her, she instantly felt better!

Cheng Qiqi only has one daughter. No matter how much money she earns in the future, won't it all go to her older brother?

Jin Yanzhi, the older brother, couldn't possibly watch his only younger sister suffer, could he?

In this way, does that mean Cheng Qiqi is also making money for her?

As a result, Jin Xueer was in a particularly good mood. After finishing work early, she couldn't wait to go out and pick mushrooms.

"Xue'er, don't go too far!"

Lin Huilan felt exceptionally happy as she watched her daughter happily walk away!

"Little Xue'er~"

Just as Jin Xue'er arrived at the spot to pick mushrooms, a figure darted out. Jin Xue'er quickly looked around and saw that Jin Qing'er and Jin Yun'er were busy picking mushrooms not far away!

"Stay away from me."

Jin Xue'er took a step back, and when she looked at Zhuang Haichao, there was a hint of fear in her eyes.

This person... is so shameless!

"Little Xue'er, but I want to be closer to you. You smell so good. If I could marry you, that would be the happiest thing in my life!"

"Look, I specially picked some oranges for you to eat, they're so sweet."

Zhuang Haichao's offhand remark startled Jin Xue'er, who blushed deeply and turned to run away.

"Heh~"

Zhuang Haichao leaned against a big tree, biting into an orange he had picked casually, and said to her retreating figure, "I'll just leave the orange on the ground."

After saying that, Zhuang Haichao picked up a bunch of oranges and put them on the ground.

"Sis, what happened to your face?"

Jin Qing'er looked at Jin Xue'er's face with a puzzled expression.

"Does Auntie have a fever?"

Jin Yun said with a worried look, "When I have a fever, my face turns red."

"No, I'm hot."

Jin Xue'er said awkwardly, "Did you find any mushrooms here? It's been so long since I've had mushroom porridge."

"No, let's go take a look over there."

Seeing that Jin Xue'er was truly alright, Jin Qing'er continued her search.

"Auntie, are you sure you don't have a fever?" Jin Yun asked Jin Xue'er curiously.

No, no.

Jin Xue'er responded impatiently, her eyes constantly glancing at the spot where Zhuang Haichao had just stood. Oranges—she hadn't had any in a long time. Should she go get some?

"Auntie, what's that yellow thing over there?"

Jin Yun, with her sharp eyes, spotted the spot where Jin Xue'er had just been standing and immediately ran over, her little face full of surprise: "Auntie, so many oranges!"

"It smells so good!"

Jin Yun swallowed hard, asking, "Whose oranges are these? Why are they all here?"

"Auntie, did you see who put it there?"

Jin Yun looked at Jin Xue'er with curiosity.

Jin Xue'er quickly looked around. Zhuang Haichao, who had just appeared, seemed to have disappeared. Smelling the scent of oranges, she said, "I wonder whose it is!"