On the moon on the willow tops, the boiling process continues!

Summer Moon placed torches on the walls of the workshop for lighting.

"Remember, keep stirring, this is to allow the water in the cane juice to evaporate completely, and never stop. ”

Xia Ye held a large wooden spoon two meters long and kept stirring the sugar cane juice in the stone pot, after three hours, they had become quite viscous, and if they didn't move, they would paste the pot.

A large amount of water vapor came out of the stone pot and could not be dissipated in time, so that the workshop was full of mist, a bit of a fairyland on earth.

"If it's a workshop-style small-scale mass production, these nine pots will be used, and they can't be stopped once the fire is opened, but we don't have enough manpower, and we don't have much sugar to boil, so we can make do with three mouthfuls!"

Natsuno explained.

As the water continues to evaporate, the concentration of the syrup becomes larger and larger, and the color becomes darker and darker, from the initial milky white juice to dark brown syrup.

The fragrance in the workshop is getting stronger and stronger, and even the body is dyed with a hint.

"During the boiling process, you need to pay special attention to the temperature, and when the syrup turns into a red paste, you can sugar. ”

Xia Ye had already prepared a bed of sugar, which was a wooden plank, and was sealed with a finger-high wooden strip around it to form a frame to prevent the syrup from flowing out.

"One person quickly scoops the syrup into the sugar bed, while the other person pushes the syrup with a wooden shovel. ”

Because it is no longer heated, the syrup quickly cools and solidifies, but because of agitation, it all crumbles, and what is left behind is granular brown sugar powder.

At this point, all the processes are completed, and the ancient brown sugar is obtained!

Call!

Xia Ye exhaled a breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and finally finished.

Without Xia Ye's reminder, Xia Lingyue couldn't help but stretch out her fingertips, pinched it slightly, and put it into her mouth.

When the brown sugar touches the tip of the tongue, it has a smooth grainy feeling, which is very comfortable, and then it is slowly melted by the saliva, and a sweet fragrance also permeates the mouth.

It's a fragrance that infects the soul!

"Woooooo

Xia Lingyue closed her eyes, tightened her whole body, and savored it carefully, this rich sweetness had never been touched in her previous sixteen years of life!

"It's so sweet!"

After a long time, Xia Lingyue spit out two words, her whole body softened, and she wore an irrepressible smile on her face, as if all her troubles had been forgotten.

"What do you call it?"

Xia Lingyue still wanted to eat it, but the moment her fingers touched the brown sugar, she stopped again, because these things were to be used to earn money to buy equipment for her younger brother.

"Brown sugar!"

Xia Ye grabbed a handful casually and slapped it on Xia Lingyue's mouth: "Eat, from now on, you can eat as much brown sugar as you vomit!"

"Woooooo

Xia Lingyue's mouth was gagged, and her face was stained with brown sugar grains, but she didn't feel uncomfortable, but enjoyed it.

After just a few seconds of intoxication, she knocked off her brother's hand: "I hate it, it's too wasteful!"

"Once you've tasted it, then take advantage of the fire and boil the rest of the sugarcane juice!"

Natsuno took off his sweat-soaked sackcloth shirt and went into battle shirtless.

"You call it brown sugar?"

Xia Lingyue thought hard while helping: "I really wish I had never seen a sugar seller in the market!"

"Because I invented it!"

Xia Ye smiled and blinked.

In this era, productivity is low, people can't even eat enough, how can they think about this kind of luxury, the sweets enjoyed by nobles are naturally found in nature, mainly some fruit juice, and a small amount of honey.

There are a lot of fruits, and you can pick them in the wild, but honey is not good.

In these years, bee pickers are the work of nine deaths, to constantly go in and out of the wasteland Gusen, heavy mountains and cliffs, ten bee pickers go out, and three of them can come back alive are thankful, so the output of honey is very small, the price is extremely expensive, only the real nobles can eat!

"What are you proud of?"

Xia Lingyue rubbed Xia Ye's hair, but she was proud in her heart, and sure enough, her brother was the best!

Give the world a little sweetness, and he did it!

Xia Lingyue can think with her knees, once brown sugar comes out, what kind of impact it will have on this world, those nobles are afraid that they will go crazy with excitement!

The sweetness of brown sugar, but pure sweetness, unlike fruits, even if it is ripe, the juice squeezed out will have impurities, affecting the taste, and honey, with the purification methods of this era, it is impossible to completely remove the bee eggs and other things inside, and during the picking process, there are often impurities.

Of course, if this was placed in the era of Xia Ye, it would be pure natural, and the price would be so expensive that you vomit blood, but here, they would be beaten by brown sugar.

"The last step of sugaring, if you stir it and pour it into the prepared wooden mold, and then scrape the surface with a stone knife, the final thing that comes out is the sugar cube!"

Natsuno explained.

"Hmm!"

The memory of Xia Lingyue's hard work, and the fact that when the first pot of sugarcane juice was boiled, lime was added to neutralize the sourness in it, this is the mystery.

In one day, Xia Ye boiled a total of 160 catties of brown sugar, which was physical work for him who was recovering from a serious illness!

Slumped on a rattan chair made of bamboo, Xia Ye looked at a large piece of dried brown sugar, revealing a deep layer of red in the sun, and his heart was extremely satisfied.

"It's still too little!"

Xia Lingyue squatted next to her, driving away mosquitoes, and crushed those lumps of brown sugar by the way.

"Quite a few!"

Although there have been dozens of trial productions before to determine the heat, after all, this is the first workshop-type mass production, so Xia Ye is very satisfied with this kind of sugar yield.

In my previous era, this kind of handmade 'ancient brown sugar' was quite expensive, and it was used as a gift or for pregnant women to buy to replenish qi and blood.

There is a well-known ancient brown sugar workshop in Xia Ye Village, not to mention that people have been well-off early, and they have also applied for a trademark, intending to make a brand at the level of an old godmother.

Xia Ye and his kid are friends who have played together since childhood, and they will help when they are busy and lacking work, so they can't be more familiar with the sugar making process.

"How much are you going to sell?"

Xia Lingyue weighed the price: "Why do you have two knife coins?"

"Two, that's the cost!"

Xia Ye coughed: "At least ten knife coins, don't be too expensive, don't discount it!"

"How big are you, how much are those broken sugar canes worth?"

Xia Lingyue rolled her eyes: "Don't make a fuss, to be serious, ten knife coins are a hundred catties of grain, except for the nobles, who can buy it?"

"It's for the nobles!"

Xia Ye had already thought about it: "Our ancient brown sugar is the only one in the world, and after this village, there will be no such store." ”

"Yes!"

Xia Lingyue lifted the long hair that hung down to the forehead behind the ears, and the production of brown sugar was too small to satisfy the entire aristocratic class, so whoever could afford it would eat it.

"This transaction can only be done once, so you can make enough money at one time!"

If it weren't for the imminent Blood Survival Trial, which required a lot of money to buy equipment, Xia Ye would definitely not sell brown sugar.

In this post-stone age, force is the guarantee of everything, and Xia Ye, a small miscellaneous fish of the second order of the refining realm, can't keep it no matter how many good things he makes.

"If we don't go back, we'll live here!"

Xia Lingyue obviously thought of the same question, why did her younger brother make so many things that were unique to the world, but some of them didn't even dare to use them secretly, just for fear of being plundered.

"Impossible!"

Xia Ye sighed, not to mention how to carry the four-year tide of wild beasts, what should others do if they discover this peach blossom spring? Besides, can he be a wild man for a lifetime? Even if he can endure it, what about his descendants? Not to mention that he has to take revenge on the Xia family and King Zhao.

"This trial is an opportunity, once the tribe is established, develop the economy as soon as possible, and when we have a strong force, we will be free, whoever will rob will destroy whom!"

In this world, civilization is broken, and knowledge inheritance is broken, but Xia Ye is different, although he is only a college student, but it is no problem to beat these natives, and his self-confidence is still no problem.

"Yes, it's better to die fearlessly than to live reluctantly!"

In Xia Lingyue's weak body, some of them are also iron-blooded hearts, which is the characteristic of this era, and their lives are earned by themselves.

"When I have the money, I will buy you a superb exercise first, your realm is really poor!"

Xia Lingyue sighed, if it weren't for his younger brother's bloodline being sacrificed by King Zhao, he was constantly sick for many years, with his talent, even ordinary exercises could be practiced with great skills.

"That's it, I'm going to make a snack to celebrate!"

Xia Ye doesn't have that kind of luxury, all he can buy is junk, if he wants the best, it's better to go to Fengjing Ruins to pick up waste and try his luck.

In this era, it was a way of settlement with clans and tribes as the main body, the clan was small and large, and if the tribesmen all had the same surname, then the leader was called the chief, and if it was a community with several surnames mixed together, it was called the chief.

The Blood Survival Trial was Natsuno's only chance to leave the tribe openly, otherwise he would become an outcast.

In the Xia clan, even if he lives in the slums, he is at least a commoner, and if the Xia clan patriarch executes him without a reasonable reason, it will make people's hearts fluctuate, after all, no one wants to be killed because of a nobleman's moodiness.

If in other tribes, the outcasts are equated with slaves, and no one cares if a homeless with a different surname dies!

To put it bluntly, this is the class status, the Xia people live in a difficult situation, but at least there is a pitiful sense of security to talk about!

"By the way, the row of barrels in the pantry counts from right to left, and there is a small gift I left for you, go see for yourself. ”

Xia Ye sold a small pass and walked into the bamboo forest.