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The news that the sugarcane juice, boiled radish water, and sweet soup had actually made two hundred coins spread throughout the entire sugar mill and the entire Guihuali Village in an instant!

The next day, when Cheng Qiqi went to the sugar shop, everyone greeted her warmly: "Madam Cheng."

Originally, everyone was supposed to call her Mrs. Cheng or Mrs. Jin, but Cheng Qiqi corrected them righteously.

She is still a prisoner. If outsiders hear this, wouldn't it be a case of false accusation?

She used her maternal family name to represent herself at the sugar shop, thus making it appear as if the Jin family had no connection with the sugar shop at all.

Along the way to the sugar shop, Cheng Qiqi greeted everyone she met warmly.

"Qiqi, it seems everyone is happy that they were able to sell the discarded tail juice yesterday."

The Wen family wasn't stupid; these villagers had been quite enthusiastic towards Cheng Qiqi since they joined the sugar mill.

However, as the sugar mill failed to make any money, the villagers lost their enthusiasm.

Today, he was enthusiastic towards Cheng Qiqi again because those previously discarded waste products had now been converted into real money, so his attitude was naturally enthusiastic!

Two hundred coins may not seem like much, but two hundred coins a day, and the possibility of earning even more in the future, gives everyone something to look forward to!

"Being able to earn money and live a stable and comfortable life should be everyone's expectation."

Cheng Qiqi smiled. She was well aware of the villagers' attitude. At the same time, she would be even more vigilant and think twice before doing anything!

Sugar mill.

The sauce that I used to look down on is now being specially prepared in a pot to turn into sweet soup, which I will continue to sell today.

Cheng Qiqi continued to record the juicing process and the sugar boiling process. For example, she recorded the degree to which the sugar should be boiled, not by feel, but by a standard.

She wanted to create a standard sugar grading scale, specifying which sections the scale should have and what constituted truly high-quality sugar, rather than relying solely on experience and the assumption that any sugar was good.

Busy days pass easily. With her several improvements, the sugar mill gradually increased the yield of high-quality sugar. The warehouse was already piled up with high-quality amber sugar, and everyone thought that a small bag cost forty-eight copper coins.

This box contains a full two hundred packets of sugar, which is worth nine thousand six hundred coins. Now there are ten boxes piled up, which is equivalent to ten taels of silver.

Even after deducting costs, you can still make five or six taels!

This is only the top-grade amber sugar; there are more medium-grade glass sugar, over thirty boxes, and the most common brown sugar, nearly a hundred boxes!

They worked for more than half a month, using three triple stoves and nine pots, without even taking a break during the Lantern Festival, to rush out the goods.

The more goods you have, the more money you make. But if they just pile up in the warehouse and you can't sell them, you won't make any money!

After the Lantern Festival, the craftsmen's skills became more and more proficient. Not only did they make more and more amber candy, but they also made more and more other kinds of candy!

Spring planting hasn't started yet, and everyone hasn't even begun working in the fields. But aren't they all eager to cut more sugarcane, extract more sugar, and make more money?

The sugar mill hired many new villagers, but after making more sugar without seeing a single penny, everyone started to get anxious.

Fortunately, there was sweet soup, which brought in 300 coins every day.

"Qiqi, it's been over twenty days. Will Chongshan stand us up?"

The old woman was also a little anxious. The sugar made in the sugar shop was even better than what they used to make. The old man was paralyzed in bed and told her to listen to Cheng Qiqi.

Even if we only take 30% of the profit from making such good sugar, we'll still earn more money than before.

However, it's not good for this sugar to just sit in the warehouse.

"Won't."

Cheng Qiqi said confidently, "Grandma Leng, we haven't made that much candy yet. I want to make more, otherwise, what will we do if we don't have enough to sell when Chongshan comes?"

She has great confidence in the sugar she makes!

In Kyoto, these kinds of candies are so popular that people are scrambling to buy them, let alone in other prefectures.

"Not enough to sell?"

The old woman looked at her, gasped, and said, "Do you know what the daily output is like now?"

"certainly."

Cheng Qiqi smiled. Having worked at the candy shop every day, she naturally knew the situation and had confidence in Chongshan. She said, "Grandma Leng, you just need to package the candy carefully. You absolutely mustn't use inferior products!"

"Since we're handing over our sugar, we need to do it to the best of our ability!"

Cheng Qiqi cautioned, "The most important thing in doing business is integrity. Selling inferior goods might not be noticed at first, but over time it will definitely be detrimental!"

"If we ruin our reputation, people won't trust us no matter how good our candy is in the future."

Cheng Qiqi's quality control is excellent.

After all, the prices of the three types of sugar differ quite a bit.

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

Seeing her calm demeanor, Granny Leng was relieved.

In the evening, the village headman also came up with a special excuse: "In three days, the high tide will be out, and we can go beachcombing and collect lots of fish and shrimp."

"You can find a lot of good stuff when the tide goes out!"

Zhuang Li was worried that they wouldn't understand, so he explained it to them.

They also live by the sea, but they are not quite the same as the fishermen who truly live by the sea.

It takes them half a day to get to the seaside by horse-drawn carriage!

"Zhuang Lizheng, thank you for telling us this good news."

Marquis Zhongyong said happily that they had quite a bit of money now, but their son wanted to investigate evidence to clear his name, which would require money at every turn!

When the tide goes out, they can collect some fish and shrimp, dry them, and eat them as vegetables. The small fish and shrimp taste pretty good!

"Brother Jin, we're all family, let's not talk like that."

Zhuang Li was all smiles, addressing the Marquis of Zhongyong as a brother.

The Marquis of Zhongyong raised his eyebrows almost imperceptibly. If it weren't for him leading the young men of the village to hunt, and if it weren't for his daughter-in-law leading everyone to earn money in the sugar mill, would they still be doing so well?

"What Zhuang Lizheng said is true. Chongshan has already given us the news and is on his way back. A lot of sugar has already been pre-ordered. Chongshan said to tell the sugar mill to prepare more stock as soon as possible."

Knowing what news the village wanted to know, Marquis Zhongyong spoke directly.

"real?"

As Zhuang Li listened to these words, the smile in his eyes deepened!

"certainly."

Marquis Zhongyong said confidently, "When everyone makes money, our lives will get better and better."

Since the sugar mill hasn't started making money yet, Zhao Hei, who is in charge of the training grounds, has become even more lax with them. For example, the work they are assigned is no longer the hard task of cutting down camphor trees.

Instead, he followed Zhao Hei, doing some easy work, and when he had free time, he would go hunting in the mountains.

The women no longer did jobs like pounding rice and grinding flour, but instead did sewing and mending, or did light work in the sugar mill.

Even her own mother, Madam Jin, and the pregnant Gao Shenglan didn't stay idle at home; they took on the job of mending the city guards' clothes.

"Good brother."

Zhuang Li couldn't wait to tell the Leng family the good news. Before the spring planting season, they had to have the sugar mill produce more sugar.