Chapter 310, Feng Jing's suspicions
"That's right, I'm going to make white sugar."
"White sugar?"
This time, it was Feng Jing's turn to have a high octave of voice and couldn't take it back, so frightened that Su Wan put down her rice bowl and hurriedly covered Feng Jing's mouth, "Be quiet, why is your psychological tolerance so low, how dare I entrust you with important things in the future?" ”
"Oh, no." Feng Jing grabbed Su Wan's hand and set it aside.
"Girl, the production method of white sugar has always been the secret recipe of each family, some families have a small output, such as the Xie family who used to supply the royal family, the quality of their white sugar is already very good in our Qianqin country, and the quality of white sugar on the Persian side is about the same, but the output is too small, if it is not for the support of national products, the royal family will not buy imported white sugar from Persia every year, and at the same time, leave a part of the quota for the Xie family."
"But then there was the appearance of the Tang family, the Tang family's white sugar color is white, the grain is fine and soft, the output is much larger, and in recent years, it has seized the Persian white sugar market for three percent."
What Feng Jing said, Su Wan also understood, white sugar, like other spices, was brought here by Persian merchants as spices to sell at this time.
"Although we also have some methods of making sugar in the folk, but the sugar produced is not good, and even has an astringent taste, these are not called white sugar, called white sugar, red sugar, yellow sugar, and the worse quality is brown sugar powder, lump brown sugar, but even if it is the worst brown sugar, the production method is also the secret recipe of someone else's home, girl, why did you suddenly say that you want to make sugar?"
"I ......" Su Wan couldn't say what secret recipe she had picked up, after all, she was illiterate, and she really envied those who could read and write after crossing over.
But fortunately, at least she can still talk and communicate, there is no language barrier, if she is thrown to the ancient western realm, she will call the earth and the earth ineffective every day.
"I'm just ......" Hey, I just gave Feng Jing a lesson, saying that if he asked him to steal the cooking skills of other people's families, and if he went home to cook for her and was not allowed to open a restaurant, if she now excused herself by saying that she had peeked at others making candy, it wouldn't work.
Look, sometimes you just can't talk so hard and cut off your own back road.
By the way, there are, aren't there still immortals!
Touch your own porcelain, you won't make a mistake.
"Hey, in fact, on the way back to send my brother back this time, I met the Taoist priest who cured Master Gu's son, Taoist priest, I don't know if you know, those Taoist priests usually like alchemy, mixing miscellaneous things together to refine things."
Feng Jing was originally a little suspicious of Su Yu because of her stumbling appearance, but when he heard this, he nodded in agreement, "Yes, those Taoist priests like to do this, and the fireworks set off in the county town during the Chinese New Year, the raw material gunpowder in them was made by Taoist priests when they were refining pills." ”
It turns out that the gunpowder here was also born in this way, Su Wu showed a surprised expression, "Oh, it turns out that the gunpowder was also made by a Taoist priest, no wonder, it seems that the Taoist priest is really a very powerful existence." Anyway, the Taoist priest who cured Gu's son's illness told me that he had discovered how to make sugar, and he was as happy as a child, so he had to pull me to tell me how he found out how to make sugar, and asked me to share his joy. ”
I see, if it is really the Dao Chief, Feng Jing will not doubt the authenticity of this matter, and the Dao Leader who can detoxify such a strange poison will find out how to make sugar, and it feels quite normal.
No wonder Su Wu always said that she didn't hunt after she came back this time, it turned out that she learned this enviable technique from a Taoist priest, making sugar is more profitable than hunting, and it is not so dangerous, "So, you will make sugar?" ”
"No, it won't."
"......" Feng Jing was about to vomit blood again by Su Wan's answer.
"Won't? Wouldn't you buy so much land and make an appointment with the villagers to buy their sugar cane? "Originally as calm as him, after following this stinky girl, he really continued to experience the feeling that the emperor was not in a hurry and the eunuch was in a hurry.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry, although I can't do it myself, but don't I still have you, I heard the old Tao say how to make sugar, when the time comes, I'll tell you, you just do what I say." Su Wan confidently patted her chest and assured that the process was written on the Prosperity Sutra.
"Do you know how to do it the same as if you really know how to do it? There are many things that I think I can do when I see others doing them, but do I really know how to?
It's beautiful to watch other people draw, it's very meaningful, what does it look like, but after reading it, do you really know how to draw?
Look at the oil seller selling oil, it looks simple, you go to try it?
Not to mention, just listened to what others said how to do it. ”
Feng Jing complained as if he was complaining, and said the worries in his heart.
"Then have you ever thought that the old way is bragging?"
"No, it won't."
"Did he show you the white sugar he made?"
This! Su Wu chuckled in her heart, and suddenly remembered that there was white sugar stored in her space, she kept buying and buying, wasn't it just to fill the space with food, and the white sugar didn't forget it.
"Yes!"
Su Wan's answer was categorical and imposing, and Feng Jing made a gesture of scratching her ears, "I'll take a look." ”
Su Wu didn't think much about it, in order to prove herself, she directly took out the space, casually took a small paper wrapped white sugar, and took it out of her arms.
"Whoa."
Feng Jing opened the paper bag, looked at the crystal clear white sugar inside, and recognized it, "Okay, since Lao Dao came to you and told you how to make sugar, it shouldn't be too much to hide, let's try it, but do you really remember all the steps Lao Dao said?" ”
Is this a doubt in her memory, or a distrust of her intelligence!
That's it, people who can read and write despise her as an "illiterate", just like the former scholars questioned the scumbags.
"I remember, Lao Dao dragged me to blow it all night, and I said it several times, and I was brainwashed."
"The old man pulling you?"
Brother, your focus is wrong, okay! Su Wan rolled her eyes.
Well, the ancients valued the difference between men and women, not to mention this Feng Jing, who seemed to care very much about this matter, she smiled bitterly, "It's just a rhetorical device, to describe him as annoying, he has to rely on me to chat, not really hold my hand to chat." ”
Shijing nodded, closed the paper bag again, and folded the paper bag so that the white sugar inside would not fall off.
Feng Jing, who was holding the paper bag, suddenly noticed that something was wrong.
Why is this paper bag so dry, just now he saw Su Yu wiping sweat from afar, her face can sweat, it is impossible not to sweat on her body, she just touched the paper bag from her arms, the paper bag is still dry, not to mention, the white sugar inside has not a trace of infiltration or melting.
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