In the eleventh year of Zhengkang, on June 20, the first batch of preserved peach products was completed.

The taste is good, especially the fresh peach with yellow skin, the taste and appearance are the best. If the skin is too green, and if the red skin is too ripe, the taste will be worse.

Fortunately, the quantities of these two kinds are very small, the red ones that are too ripe are easy to bump and are not easy to transport, and the ones that are too raw are waiting to be harvested later, and the farmers are not in a hurry to sell.

It is better to put it away, and you can also try to compare the taste.

Now that he knows the taste, Lao Zhong explained again that he must pay attention to the selection when harvesting the fruit.

Fresh peaches are made of preserved peaches, an average of eight catties can produce a catty of preserved peaches, which is better than apricots, but the consumption of white sugar is amazing, one hundred kilograms of fresh peaches, ten kilograms of white sugar, just these two materials, to get a pound of preserved peaches The cost of two hundred and twenty-five wen.

Lao Zhong regretted it, when he talked to Dexin Chen Dongjia at that time, he didn't think that the cost of preserved peaches would increase much. Peaches are cheaper than apricots, so how bad can I do if I cook them twice? Therefore, the price is according to the preserved apricots by default, who knows that the result will be like this?

Where is this what a mature businessman should do?

"Dad, I'm sorry for the loss, and I didn't pay attention to the high sugar ratio. If I noticed, I'll tell you in advance. ”

Zhong Xiaohe was also annoyed, he made things that should not be done, and he didn't look at the data, which is not a mistake that a qualified quality worker should make.

Zhong Xiaohe's self-reflection, Lao Zhong comforted, "It's nothing, how old are you, besides, let's either lose money, or make less." After speaking, he lowered his voice and said: "Aren't we still able to use brown sugar, to say less, we can also reduce the cost of white sugar to half." ”

The cost of sugar has been reduced, and the cost of a pound of preserved peaches is about 170 yuan, and if you count miscellaneous things, 180 yuan can also come down, but it is really not much different from preserved apricots.

"Dad, you can't say that, without the filling of the preserved peaches, the sale of our sugar is another income."

"Hey, these days, my father has thought about it carefully, the matter of sugar, let's first satisfy the production of preserved fruits."

"Huh?"

"Didn't my father say that the method of making white sugar is in the hands of the royal family, if we sell it with great fanfare and grab food from others, won't we be in trouble?"

Zhong Xiaohe was stunned when he heard this, what Lao Zhong said also made sense, if it was really a blatant struggle for imperial power, it was indeed the old birthday star who hanged himself for a long time.

But this good way to make money is gone?

You can't help but be willing, why? Because Zhong Xiaohe asked for it, she was timid and afraid, she just wanted to do what the Great Zhou Dynasty already had, and the existing things were very profitable, and it was easy to collide with the things invented by the seniors.

Lao Zhong also looked regretful, but he also saw it: "It's good if we can reduce the cost of preserved fruits, and besides, our own shop can also sell some secretly." ”

Okay, just look at the old clock.

In the next few days, the finished products of preserved fruits were dried one after another, and more and more peaches were sent by the two uncles of the Yang family.

Lao Zhong finally scraped together enough 500 catties of dried peaches, and calculated that it had been almost twenty days since he promised the Chen Dong family, and he had to send a handful.

On June 25th, Lao Zhong went to Fucheng, and now he is not the same as the first time he sells dried apricots, and he can go back on the same day, but Yang told him not to go back, and to rest there for a night.

Lao Zhong was not there, and after dinner, Zhong Xiaohe would accompany his mother and younger brothers until the break. In ancient times, they went to bed early, especially for people who didn't read, as for Huzi and Erdan, Lao Zhong and his wife didn't consciously let them light the lamp and work hard, Zhong Xiaohe wouldn't urge, how old the child is, it matters to grow up.

Only then did I go back to my room, it was still early, and I routinely went back to the apartment space to kill time before going to bed.

After a while, Zhong Xiaohe appeared next to the shoe cabinet,

Hey, something is wrong, I didn't turn off the lights yesterday?

A walking meter is the money that flows away, can you see that the money is not lost at all? It's impossible, this is not what Zhong Xiaohe did, saving it is engraved in his bones, and he is used to turning off the lights casually.

No, the bedroom lights are on too.

"Unlucky, I met such a poor family, grandma's, and I didn't even have a steel hammer." An annoyed voice came from the bedroom.

"Brother Dali, don't you have a computer, it's not bad."

"You know a fart, this broken computer is worth a few dollars, and it still has a password." Immediately afterwards, the man reprimanded: "Big donkey teeth, hurry up and drop, don't lie down, your heart is really big, you are here to steal, and you are not here to sleep." The real man is back, you just wait to see the blood. ”

"I was flipping just now, and it took a lot of effort, okay, brother, I'm really tired. It's so late, people definitely don't come back,"

"Vigorously produce a miracle, you haven't turned out any special fart, no matter how special the crow's mouth, believe it or not, Lao Tzu broke off your big donkey teeth."

Bang bang bang...... The heartbeat is pounding.

Thieves, or both, what should I do?

I'll go back first, and when the thief is gone, I'll come back?

What about the anti-wolf artifact?

Damn, charging on the other side of the sofa, there's still some distance.

I can run, what can I do with the computer?

Is a computer or a person important? This is very important.

The brain is working fast, and the mind is counting.

The door was closed, Zhong Xiaohe tiptoed first, grabbed the doorknob, waited until there was movement in the house, and pressed it gently, "Click~" There was a sound, but the sound was not loud, and the movement in the house might be able to cover up.

The door opened slightly, but she didn't run out.

This confirms the saying that people die for money, and birds die for food.

Now, in order to break the computer, he decided to take a gamble, but he didn't open it, so he could run away at any time.

She can't afford to be reckless with her thin arms and legs.

Quickly moved to the side of the sofa on tiptoes, grabbed the anti-wolf artifact, unplugged the charging cable, and quickly moved back to the door.

But right now.

"Ah~"

"Ah~"

A male voice and a female voice sounded one after another.

The latter female voice was naturally made by Zhong Xiaohe, and as soon as she moved back to the door, she heard a screaming voice from the bedroom door, which scared Zhong Xiaohe so much that her heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys almost failed, and her legs and stomach trembled.

The previous calculation was also broken in an instant.

It seems that it is better to run first, and then come back when the thief is done.

At the door of the bedroom stood a thin young man, stepping out of the bedroom door. He had dyed white hair, a frightened face, his mouth open, a pair of protruding front teeth, and his legs looked like they were sifting chaff.

The special one is still holding a laptop.

That's my biggest, nay, second biggest possessions.

A burst of fire came up, suppressing a little fear, but it calmed down Zhong Xiaohe a lot. The idea of running away is put on hold for the time being, who let the other party's cowardly leg tremble more than her.

But in an instant, another person flashed out of the bedroom door, a vest, thick arms, tattoos, a burly muscular man, with a face full of flesh and ruthlessness in his eyes.

Zhong Xiaohe felt that his heart was about to be frozen,

"Let it go...... Put down your computer. Zhong Xiaohe held the anti-wolf artifact in his hand, and said, a little nervous.