Wang Ningan held the charcoal pen, drew a circle, added two eyes, a crooked mouth, and wrote two words underneath: Happy!

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Wang Ningze stretched out his hand to take it, his little eyes lit up, and he was so beautiful that his snot bubbles came out.

"I said Xiao Zeze, you know both of these words, so you don't need me to bother, right?" Wang Ningan teased his younger brother.

"No way!"

Wang Ningze shook his head like a rattle, "My brother said that you should do a full set, and you can't play tricks!" I know it, and I can't write yet. ”

"Liar, my mother has already taught you." Wang Luoxiang came over with a plate of dim sum and did not hesitate to expose Wang Ningze's lies.

"Then, that sister has to learn too! ＂

"Me?" Wang Luoxiang pointed to his nose and exclaimed, "You don't know more than half of the words I know." ”

Wang Ningze was also anxious, and argued: "I, can't I give it to my little friend?" ”

"Of course not, are you willing to give your brother's things to others?"

Wang Ningze was really anxious, so anxious that he was about to cry, "I, I just want my brother to do it." ”

"But my brother is so busy, he will be very tired." Wang Luoxiang poked Wang Ningze's sore foot all of a sudden, the little guy never seemed to have paid attention, yes, my brother will be tired, so he shouldn't make trouble......

"I, I don't want it!"

The little guy tried to jump, stretched out his little hand to grab the blank cardboard on the table, and couldn't reach it three times in a row, but he was in a hurry. Wang Ningan smiled and grabbed his brother's armpit and picked up the little one.

"Okay, you feel sorry for your brother, this little thing doesn't matter, wait for Chinese New Year's Eve, my brother will definitely make a set for you with his own hands, better than the old drunk snatched it!"

Wang Ningze finally broke into tears and smiled, and stretched out his hand to hug his brother's neck.

Wang Luoxiang blinked, his long eyelashes were very good-looking, and he was eccentric.

"What about me, what did my brother give me?"

"I'll give you a big pot of sugar, but you don't want to spoil your teeth!"

Wang Ningan scratched his sister's nose dotingly, then hugged Wang Ningze with one hand, pulled Wang Luoxiang with the other, and ran to the back kitchen.

In the kitchen there was a large cauldron, and on the floor were wooden barrels containing slightly yellowish juice.

Wang Ningan scooped a little and handed it to the two little guys, who took a sip lightly, both showing surprised expressions.

"It's so sweet!"

"There's even sweeter!"

Wang Ningan commanded a few people, poured the juice into the iron pot, and the firewood was burning below, taking advantage of this effort, let Wang Luoxiang invite the old lady over, Wang Ningan explained the situation to her, Bai listened for a while, and quickly asked people to go outside to patrol carefully, and they must not let outsiders listen.

"Ning An, you listen to me, in the future, such a big thing is not allowed to be casual, otherwise my mother will be angry."

What is worthy of the Bai family's rejuvenation?

It turns out that Wang Ningan is doing sugar squeezing!

As we all know, sugarcane and sugar beet are the two major sources of sugar, sugarcane is produced in the south, Wang Ningan can't get it, even if it is shipped, it will spoil.

As for the beet, that thing was only introduced to China in the Ming Dynasty, and it is beyond the reach of the whip.

But this can't help Wang Ningan, there is also a source of sucrose, which is licking sorghum! Commonly known as sweet stalks, I lived in the countryside in my last life, and I planted a little sweet sorghum at home, only the thickness of my thumb, but the sugar content is not less than that of sugar cane.

When I grew up, I often gnawed on sugarcane, but I didn't have the impression of a sweet stick, and it was about the taste of home......

In the spring, to plant sorghum to make wine, Wang Ningan thought of planting some sweet sorghum.

The last time he put down the rebellion, Wang Ningan lived in the Daimyo's Mansion for a period of time, and finally opened his eyes. There is already white sugar on the market, which is said to be produced in Fujian, and a small package costs two yuan.

It looks like it's less than two pounds.

Obediently, one stone of grain is not enough for the usual money!

How can white sugar be so expensive?

Wang Ningan was stunned, and his mind was also active, if he could get sugar, it would definitely be a big source of wealth!

When he came back, he was busy with the affairs of the academy, and finally the entrance exam was over, and Wang Ningan took the time to prepare to squeeze sugar.

The process of sugar extraction from sweet sorghum is similar to that of sugar cane, both of which are first crushed, squeezed out of the juice, filtered, and then put into a large pot to boil, and wait until two hours later, and then the water is steamed dry.

Spread a mat on the ground, make a frame out of wood, pour the boiled syrup into the wooden frame, and put a partition in the middle, so that when the sugar solidifies, it becomes a piece of brown sugar.

As long as it is filtered again, you can get sucrose as white as snow......

Easier said than done, until midnight, the sugar finally solidified.

Wang Luoxiang's eyes were red, and the brown sugar was the same color, and she was reluctant to leave, the sugar was ready, she couldn't wait to stretch out her little hand, break a piece, and stuff it into her mouth.

Lick, it's sweet to the heart!

The little girl's eyes narrowed into a slit, and she couldn't help but want to eat, so Bai stretched out her hand and patted her.

"It's a big night, just eat something, hurry back to sleep." Bai Shi drove a pair of children out, and told them, "Remember to rinse your mouth." ”

Back in the kitchen again, Bai's eyes were round, looking at the pieces of brown sugar on the ground, shortness of breath, and he was about to faint with happiness!

Her husband and son have been away from home for several months, and she has to take care of the children and deal with business matters, which is very tiring but also fulfilling.

Bai's business talent is more and more obvious, the family's business is booming, women are naturally careful, and she is much better than Wang Ning'an.

I calculated in my heart that an acre of sweet sorghum can squeeze out 500 catties of juice and produce 50 catties of sugar, almost two acres of sweet sorghum can produce a stone sugar, and a stone of white sugar can be sold for 150 guan in Bianjing, and nearly 200 guan in the Daimyo's mansion.

What a huge profit, more than a hundred times more than farming!

The unlucky child was too careless, he didn't plan well, and he casually got the sugar out, in case of leakage, the cooked duck flew, and he couldn't find the tone to cry.

Bai quickly found her husband and asked him to arrange for his most confidant to guard the secrets of the kitchen, and carefully investigated to ensure that the secrets were not passed on.

Tossed until dawn, the family of three got together.

"Plant sweet sorghum, how many are planted!" Wang Liangjing was the first to speak, the Wang family needed too many places to use money, not to mention the original archery club, he brought back more than 500 people, food, clothing and flowers, weapons and equipment, training food, everything is inseparable from money. Now that I have such a big burden on the academy, it is absolutely impossible not to speed up the money.

Bai Shi calmed down, "You can't have too much of anything, it's the same as white sugar." And planting sweet sorghum on a large scale, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not be peeped at by outsiders, knowing that we grow sweet sorghum and knowing that we sell white sugar, it is easy to figure out what we do, and it is not difficult to learn. ”

"Learn to learn, anyway, a hundred times the profit, even if ten times is a lot!" Wang Liangjing insisted.

Bai didn't say much to her husband, but turned to Wang Ning'an.

"You have an idea."

Wang Ningan grinned, "Mother, you know more about business than I do, but I think the key to sugar is sales, we are too small, out of Cangzhou, there is no influence at all, such a big business, if you want to eat a piece of fat steadily, you have to find someone to cooperate." ”

"Who?" Wang Liangjing and Bai asked together.

"Of course it's Uncle Cao Yan." Wang Ningan said with a smile.