In Zhang Zongbao's puzzlement, Xiao Fan bought all the three taels of silver that the two of them had together, and bought all the brown sugar.

On the way back, Zhang Zongbao was almost depressed, he didn't expect that Xiao Fan was talking about this business.

What else can brown sugar do for besides eating?

Used for reselling?

It's not a wholesale price to get, not to mention that the two of them don't have a market, so do they want to sell it along the street? Can it be sold?

That's three taels of silver! If you save some money, it will be enough for the two of you to eat and drink for a few months, if it is wasted like this, Zhang Zongbao feels that he really wants to die.

"Boom."

Back at Xiao's house, Zhang Zongbao threw a large jar of brown sugar on the ground and sat down.

"We're tired." Zhang Zongbao wiped his sweat and looked at Xiao Fan who was walking behind.

couldn't help but say: "Brother Xiao, you didn't let me ask when I was outside, and now that I'm home, no one can eavesdrop...... What the hell are you going to do with this brown sugar, can you say? ”

Xiao Fan carefully put down the jar in his hand, the jar of the two of them was not light, and he was tired all the way back.

A pound of brown sugar is twenty wen, one tael of silver can be exchanged for a thousand wen, and three taels of silver can buy one hundred and fifty catties.

Oh, and the ten catties of Raotou, because I bought a lot, the shopkeeper of Wanfulou specially gave it.

"Then tell you, I'm going to make a new sugar."

"Huh?"

Zhang Zongbao was stunned, the sugar is still old and new?

Xiao Fan said: "You'll know when it's done, go and move the big iron pot in the kitchen." ”

"I just sat down, brother." Zhang Zongbao said with white eyes.

"If you want to redeem yourself, just slip away." Xiao Fan walked to the corner and selected some of the remaining bricks from the earlier repairs to the yard and moved them to the middle of the yard one after another.

Start setting up the stove.

Zhang Zongbao got up helplessly, patted his buttocks, and snorted: "Brother Xiao, if this matter doesn't work out, I don't have any money, you have to take me in." ”

"Won't you stay with me all the time?" Xiao Fan said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhang Zongbao coughed, and then obediently ran to the kitchen, and soon saw him move out a large iron pot.

The stove is already set.

Zhang Zongbao just put the pot on it, and heard it again: "Zongbao, go to the kitchen and get some charcoal." ”

"Good ......," Zhang Zongbao said weakly.

When he came out, he saw that the open-air stove in the middle of the courtyard had been lit, and Xiao Fan had dug up most of the seventy catties of brown sugar and threw it into the pot.

There was a well in the yard, and Xiao Fan poured half a bucket of the freshly drilled well water into the pot.

To reprocess brown sugar into white sugar, it is first dissolved and heated.

In this process, activated carbon is added to adsorb impurities.

Activated charcoal is rare, but charcoal can still be used, although the effect will be discounted, but it can still be effective.

Next, Zhang Zongbao witnessed a change outside of his cognition.

After dissolving and heating, the addition of large pieces of charcoal makes a pot of brown sugar water become weird and begin to layer up and down.

The impurities are adsorbed and begin to precipitate, and the whole process cannot be boiled, just maintain the temperature, otherwise the taste may be bitter.

When the precipitation was almost over, Xiao Fan put out the fire and beckoned to Zhang Zongbao: "Come, help me pour out the sugar water." ”

Zhang Zongbao stepped forward, and the two worked together, this pot can be heavy.

Pouring the upper layer of sugar water into a clean basin, Xiao Fan said: "Pour the rest and brush the pot clean." ”

"Down?!"

Zhang Zongbao looked at Xiao Fan in disbelief: "There is still a lot of sugar here, but it can be wasted." ”

"Let's pour." Xiao Fan saw that he was reluctant, and he also laughed, which was a bit of a waste.

But there is no way, the process conditions are shallow, and it can only be wasted.

What's more, now is the experiment, Xiao Fan has no extra pot, and no extra time to process the sugar in the residue for the second time.

That's too cumbersome.

"Tsk!" Zhang Zongbao endured the pain and poured the sediment into the corner of the courtyard.

Then he brought the pot to the well, and quickly brought water to wash it, and then brought it back again.

Next, Xiao Fan poured the clean sugar water into the pot and simply boiled the water.

"Let's take turns, boil the water slowly, and take out something to dry."

This is the final step, which is to precipitate the crystals.

When the water is boiled dry, the crystals that are precipitated are kneaded into fine sand, which is crude white sugar.

So, half an hour later, the two got the first batch of finished products.

A small jar of not particularly white white sugar.

"This is it!" Xiao Fan breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that the process would be rough and he would not be able to make the finished product, so he would be blind.

But the principle is correct, even if the craftsmanship is not exquisite, there is still no failure.

"This is the new sugar?" Zhang Zongbao looked at it carefully, took the jar in his hand and weighed it, and then his whole face collapsed.

Xiao Fan sat on the ground, his face was full of black charcoal, and said with a smile: "This is white sugar, the first pot of gold for the two of us to redeem!" ”

"Brother, my own brother!" Zhang Zongbao was about to cry, and said with a wry smile, "I used half a jar of sugar, let alone thirty catties, and I came out with ten catties of white sugar?" ”

Thirty pounds for ten pounds, isn't this a blood loss?!

Zhang Zongbao didn't understand and collapsed.

"Ten catties is too much, I thought I could only give seven or eight catties, not a loss." Xiao Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Xiao Fan so relaxed, Zhang Zongbao was also surprised: "Could this thing be comparable to the brown sugar we lost?" ”

"Of course!" Xiao Fan deserves it.

"What's the difference between this thing and brown sugar?" Zhang Zongbao said with white eyes.

Xiao Fan smiled: "In essence, there is no difference. ”

"So why is it more expensive?" Zhang Zongbao asked.

"Because it's good-looking, it's flavorful."

Xiao Fan said: "Although they both taste sweet, the two are not the same...... It's like the tribute rice and the rice we eat, they are all rice, but the price is very different. ”

"This ...... It's true? Zhang Zongbao tilted his head, looking incredulous.

Xiao Fan is not annoyed, Zhang Zongbao has never seen the world after all, and he doesn't understand the consumption psychology of rich people, as long as he sells these sugars at a good price...... This kid won't babble.

"Go on, and make the rest of the brown sugar into white sugar."

On this day, after dinner, I stayed up for two hours.

With follow-up experience, I got slightly more finished products, a total of 160 catties of brown sugar, and about 60 catties of crude white sugar.

Xiao Fan knew that if there was a mature process, one and a half catties of brown sugar would be about one catty of white sugar.

This percentage is still low, but it is enough.

I have to say that Zhang Zongbao is indeed a good hand at work. At the end of this day, although there was a lot of nonsense, the work under his hands was never put aside.

It made Xiao Fan feel that this guy was worth pulling.

"Brother Xiao, I weighed it, there are sixty-three pounds, our craftsmanship is getting better and better!"

Probably for the first time, there was a sense of accomplishment in creation, and Zhang Zongbao, who had lost his whole life, felt sincerely proud.

Xiao Fan was also very tired, and instructed: "Seal it, don't get wet with dew, let's go to Wanfu Building and sell it early tomorrow morning!" ”

"Will Wanfulou accept it?" Zhang Zongbao recovered from the excitement and became worried again.