Chapter 70: Candy is Really Made

There is now a saying in Liaodi: "The sickle rings on the third day of the beginning of autumn".

In the past few years, whenever autumn enters, the entire Liaodi from south to north is a busy harvest scene.

In Liaodi, from Ji Kang to ordinary people, people's attention to food can be said to be completely integrated into people's bones.

In the past few years, Xiangping University has set up a separate agricultural college, specializing in agricultural research. And the dean is none other than the old dean Zou Yan.

There are many varieties of grain in Northeast China, but now they are mainly wheat, millet, millet, millet, rice, and other crops.

When Ji Kang was a child, he often ate rice in the Ji Palace. I thought it was brought from the southern Chu State, but after finally arriving at the Liao Landlord Party, I learned that in the Yan State, large-scale rice planting had already begun.

"Zhou Lizhi Fang's" recorded: "The northeast is called Youzhou, and there are three kinds of valleys. "What are the three kinds of grains? It is millet, millet and rice. Millet is yellow rice, millet is sorghum, and rice is rice.

Since Mr. Zou Yan, the greatest agronomist of this era, came to Yanguo, and introduced the wheat planting technology of the Yellow River Valley, the yield and variety of grain have become more abundant.

Wheat is now divided into winter wheat and spring wheat, and winter wheat is mainly distributed in the northern counties, planted in July and August each year, and harvested in April and May of the following year. Spring wheat is mainly found in the southern counties, where it is planted around April and harvested in August and September.

Rice is now mainly grown in the Sanjiang Plain, which is about the same time as spring wheat is planted and harvested.

When Ji Kang came to this world, the Yan Kingdom was short of salt, bronze weapons and equipment, etc., but the food reserves were much better than those of the Central Plains countries.

Shi Shuyun: "Yan, Su Zhi ten years". This sentence is talking about the grain of Yan State, which can support Yan State and carry out large-scale wars for about ten years. Although outside Liaodi, there are still many lower-class people who lack food and clothing.

The grain harvesting time in Liaodi, because of the vast area, is now harvesting time is also very long. Take Liaodong County as an example, as soon as autumn begins, first wheat, then grain, then millet and millet, etc., which lasts until the end of September.

Han Fei has now become a faculty member at Xiangping Academy, specializing in teaching the "law".

In the experimental field of the Harvesting Academy, Han Fei also wielded a sickle with many people in the academy to harvest wheat in the field.

Han Fei stopped the sickle in his hand and stretched his sore waist.

Looking at the other gentlemen and students of Xiangping College around them, skillfully harvesting wheat, and then skillfully breaking the cut wheat into bundles, piling them together, waiting for the vehicle to come and pull them away.

grabbed an ear of wheat and kneaded it with both hands, blowing off the wheat husk, Han Fei threw the wheat into his mouth and chewed it slowly.

Another instructor who was cutting wheat with Han Fei said to Han Fei with a smile:

"This year, the prince didn't come to the academy to harvest wheat, I heard that he went to another county, and he usually came to the academy here. The prince often lamented the hardships of the people, and once wrote a poem to explain the hardships of the people. ”

Han Fei couldn't help but read: "On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops fall into the soil." Who knows what to expect? Every grain is hard. ”

After reading the poem "Compassion for Nong" made by Ji Kang, Han Fei looked at the endless wheat fields in front of him, and he really wanted to yell with joy in his heart. This feeling, in myself, has never been felt in so many years.

After the old dean Zou Yan came to Liaodi, Ji Kang and the old dean Zou Yan talked about the food varieties of the people in Liaodi, and they didn't know how to talk about the issue of sorghum.

At that time, Ji Kang was still young, so he said casually:

"Sir, this sorghum is a treasure all over its body! Grains for food and wine; The stalks can be made into syrup or eaten raw; Spikes can be made into brooms or cooking brooms; Young leaves can be dried and silage, or can be used as fodder after drying; Yingguo can be used in medicine, can dry and damp expectorant, calm the mind and calm the nerves. ”

Ji Kang remembered that the eyes of the old dean Zou Yan began to light up, like a light bulb in Ji Kang's previous life.

Immediately grabbed himself and asked:

"Kang'er, what you just said, other old men know it, but what is syrup?"

Ji Kang knew that he had lost his words again, so he had to say that he had seen it in the books in the royal family's collection. The so-called "syrup" is the "syrup" and "gluttony" in the "Three Hundred Poems" (Book of Songs) in the "Zhou Yuan's flesh, violet like syrup".

For Zou Yan, the greatest "scientist" and "agronomist" of this era, he naturally refused to let go of such a major discovery.

asked Ji Kang one after another: "Kang'er, how to make this so-called "syrup" with a straw, is there a record?" ”

Ji Kang couldn't, so he had to say: "Sir, this is a slight mention, but the description is unknown. It is to squeeze the sweet juice in the sorghum stalk and then boil it. ”

Seeing the old dean Zou Yan, I was very interested in this. Ji Kang also wanted to see if he could make the white sugar in his previous life.

He said to Zou Yan again: "Sir, it is recorded in the book that this sorghum can be cultivated, and it can be cultivated by selecting sorghum that is specially boiled for syrup." ”

These words can be remembered by the old dean Zou Yan, who has made great efforts in this regard for so many years.

Through experiments, this syrup was actually boiled. Although it is lumpy and yellowish in color, it is indeed as "sweet" as honey when tasted.

This is a terrible thing, and immediately let Su Qing, a doctor from the Ministry of Commerce, focus on it, and immediately invest a lot in the Agricultural College of Xiangping University to specialize in the study of this so-called high-quality sorghum variety.

Through the efforts of the past few years, since the past two years, Liaodi has consciously begun to plant the so-called "sugar sorghum" on a large scale in some places.

With the strong support of the Ministry of Commerce, through the joint efforts of these "agronomists" in Xiangping College and these "mechanics" in Gewu College, the "sugar making process" was gradually improved.

The so-called "syrup" is getting better and better, the impurities in it are getting less and less, and the color is beginning to develop in the direction of white.

Su Qing lost no time in making the "syrup" into a square shape and put it on the market. This so-called "sugar cube" immediately began to be in short supply, just like liquor.

On this day, Han Fei was personally taken by Dean Zou Yan and came to the "industrial zone" outside Xiangping City. I walked into a newly built factory with "Xiangping Sugar Factory" written on the door.

When I entered the workshop, I saw a young man wearing a jade crown, talking to a few people in the factory director.

As soon as Han Fei saw this person, he already vaguely knew in his heart, who was this? It's a little complicated inside.

Seeing Zou Yan, Han Fei and others coming in, this young man greeted the old dean Zou Yan first.

Then he looked at Han Fei, bowed deeply to Han Fei and said, "Han Gongzi has been coming to my Liaodi for two years, Ji Kang did not go to visit, and I ask Gongzi for forgiveness." Today, Ji Kang will prepare a banquet and apologize to his son. ”

Han Fei hurriedly bowed in return, and in the excitement, the stuttering problem came out again: "Han Fei, ...... Say hello to Childe! ”

Ji Kang smiled, turned around and picked up a porcelain plate from the table next to him, and handed it to Zou Yan, Han Fei and several others.

Han Fei looked at it, and there were a few "sugar cubes" produced on the plate.

Ji Kang said: "Old Dean, Han Gongzi, you taste it, this is the sugar cube that I have just mass-produced in Liaodi." Unexpectedly, it was actually made of sugar. ”

Han Fei looked at Ji Kang's clear gaze, and like Old Dean Zou Yan, he picked up a piece of sugar from the plate and put it in his mouth.

A sweet taste immediately filled Han Fei's tongue.