The moon rises to the willows, and the cooking process continues!

Xia Lingyue inserted a torch on the wall of the workshop to light it.

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

Xia Ye held a large wooden spoon that was two meters long and kept stirring the sugarcane juice in the stone pot. After three hours, they had become quite sticky and would stick the pot if they didn't move.

A large amount of water vapor emerges from the stone pot and cannot dissipate in time, so that the workshop is filled with mist, which makes it a bit like a fairyland on earth.

"If it is a small-scale production workshop, all these nine pots must be used. Once the fire is turned on, you cannot stop it. However, we don't have enough manpower and don't have much sugar to boil, so we can just use three pots to make do with it!"

Natsuno explained.

As the water continues to evaporate, the concentration of the sugar juice becomes larger and darker, and the color becomes darker, from the original milky white juice to a dark brown sugar dilute.

The fragrance in the workshop is getting stronger and stronger, and even the body is stained with a trace.

"During the boiling process, you need to pay special attention to the temperature. When the sugar dilute becomes a red paste, the sugar can be started."

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

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

Because the syrup is no longer heated, the syrup quickly cools down and solidifies, but because of the stirring, it is all broken, and the final part is granular brown sugar powder.

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

call!

Xia Ye let out a breath, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and finally got it done.

Without Natsuno reminding, Xia Lingyue couldn't help but stretch out her fingertips, pinched a little, and put them into her mouth.

When brown sugar touches the tip of the tongue, it has a smooth and granular feeling, which is very comfortable. Then it is slowly melted by saliva, and a sweetness also spreads into the mouth.

It is a scent that is enough to infect the soul!

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

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

“So sweet!”

After a long time, Xia Lingyue spitted out two words, and she felt soft and she was wearing an irresistible smile on her face, as if she had forgotten all her worries.

"What did you mean?"

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

"brown sugar!"

Xia Ye grabbed a handful of it and patted Xia Lingyue in the mouth: "Eat it, from now on, you will have more brown sugar to vomit!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Xia Lingyue's mouth was blocked and her face was covered with brown sugar particles, but she didn't feel uncomfortable, but instead looked enjoyable.

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

"After tasting it, then boil the remaining sugar cane juice while the fire is not extinguished!"

Natsuno took off his sweat-soaked linen top and went shirtless.

"You said it was brown sugar?"

Xia Lingyue was helping and thinking hard: "I really think I've never seen a sugar dealer in the market!"

"Because I invented it!"

Natsuno smiled and blinked.

In this era, productivity was low and people couldn't even eat enough, so they didn't have the time to think about this kind of luxury goods. The sweets that noble people enjoyed were naturally present in nature, mainly some fruit juice and a small amount of honey.

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

In these days, bee collectors have a life of dying life. They have to go to the ancient forests of wastelands and the cliffs of mountains and cliffs. It is thankful that ten bee collectors can come back alive. Therefore, the production of honey is very small and the price is extremely expensive. Only the real nobles can afford it!

"How proud are you!"

Xia Lingyue rubbed Xia Ye's hair, but she felt extremely proud in her heart. Sure enough, her younger brother was the best!

Give this world a little sweet, he did it!

Xia Lingyue can even think of what impact it will have on the world once brown sugar is released, and those nobles will probably go crazy with excitement!

The sweetness of brown sugar is purely sweet, unlike fruits. Even if it is ripe, the juice squeezed will have impurities, which affects the taste. There is also honey. With the purification methods of this era, it is impossible to completely remove bee eggs and other things inside. Moreover, there are often mixed with debris during the picking process.

Of course, if this was in the past era of Natsuno, it would be purely natural and expensive, and it would be so expensive that you vomit blood, but here they would be beaten by brown sugar.

"A final step to take the sugar. If you pour it into the prepared wooden mold while stirring, then scrape the surface with a stone knife, and the last thing that comes out is the sugar cubes!"

Natsuno explained.

"Um!"

Xia Lingyue’s memory of hard work, and when cooking the first pot of sugar cane juice, adding lime to neutralize the sour taste in it. This is the secret.

After spending a day, Xia Ye made a total of 160 kilograms of brown sugar. For him, who had just recovered from a serious illness, this was a physical effort!

Surged on the bamboo-woven rattan chair, Xia Ye looked at a large piece of dried brown sugar, and a deep and misty red layer in the sun, and his heart was particularly satisfied.

"It's still too few!"

Xia Lingyue squatted beside her, repelling mosquitoes and smashing the blocky brown sugar.

"A lot!"

Although there have been dozens of trial productions to determine the temperature before, this is the first workshop-style mass production, so I am very satisfied with the sugar yield rate.

In my previous era, this purely handmade "ancient brown sugar" was sold quite expensively, and was used to give gifts or buy it for pregnant women to replenish their qi and blood.

There is a well-known ancient brown sugar workshop in Xiaye Village. Not only did they achieve a well-off life early, but they also applied for a trademark, intending to make it a brand at the Laoganma level.

Xia Ye and his boy have been playing together since childhood. They will help when they are busy farming and short of work, so they can't be more familiar with the sugar making process.

"How much do you plan to sell?"

Xia Lingyue measured the price: "How come she needs two sword coins?"

"Two? That's the cost!"

Xia Ye coughed: "At least ten knives are available. Don't think it's expensive, and you won't be discounted!"

"How much is the price of your size? How much is the broken sugar cane worth?"

Xia Lingyue rolled her eyes: "Stop making trouble, be serious, ten knives are worth a hundred kilograms of food. Who can afford it except noble people?"

"It's sold to noble people!"

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

"Too!"

The summer months will lift the long hair that has been hanging down to the forehead and behind the ears. The yield of brown sugar is too small, and it is impossible to satisfy the entire aristocratic class, so whoever can afford it will eat it.

"This transaction can only be made in one transaction, so you can earn enough money in one go!"

If the blood survival trial is not imminent and a lot of money is needed to buy equipment, Natsuno would never sell brown sugar.

In this poststone age, force is the guarantee of everything. As for the small fish in the second-level body refining realm, no matter how many good things it produces, it cannot be preserved.

"We won't go back, just live here!"

Xia Lingyue obviously thought of the same question, why did her younger brother produce so many unique things in the world, but some of them didn't even dare to use them secretly, just because she was worried about being plundered.

"Impossible!"

Xia Ye sighed, let alone how to withstand the four-year tide of wild beasts, what should others do if they discover this Peach Blossom Land? Besides, can they be a savage for the rest of their lives? Even if they can tolerate it, what about descendants? Not to mention that they have to avenge the Xia family and King Zhao.

"This trial is an opportunity. Once a tribe is established, the economy will be developed as soon as possible. When we have strong force, we will be free. Whoever robs us will be destroyed!"

In this world, civilization is broken and knowledge inheritance is broken, but Xia Ye is different. Although he is just a college student, he still has no problem in beating these natives.

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

Some of Xia Lingyue's weak body also have an iron-blooded heart. This is the characteristic of this era, and life is earned by oneself.

"When you have money, I will buy you a top-quality martial art first. Your realm is really bad!"

Xia Lingyue sighed. If his brother's blood had not been sacrificed by King Zhao, he would have been sick for many years. With his talent, even ordinary skills could have mastered his skills.

"I'm done, I'll go and make a snack to celebrate!"

Xia Ye doesn’t have that kind of luxury. All he can buy is garbage. If you want the best, you might as well go to Fengjing ruins to pick up scatters and try your luck.

In this era, there was a settlement method with clans and tribes as the main body. The clan was small and the tribe was large. If the tribes had the same surname, then the leader was called the clan leader. If it was a community with several surnames, it was called the chief.

The blood survival trial is the only chance for Xia Ye to leave the tribe openly, otherwise he would become a refugee.

In the Xia family, even if he lives in a slum, he is at least a civilian. If the leader of the Xia family executes him without a reasonable reason, it will make people feel uncomfortable. After all, no one wants to be killed because of a noble person's moodiness.

If in other tribes, refugees are equivalent to slaves, and if a refugee with a different surname dies, no one cares!

To put it bluntly, this is the class status. The Xia people are in trouble in their lives, but at least they still have a pitiful sense of security.

"By the way, the fifth row of wooden barrels in the storage room is from right to left. There is a small gift I left for you. Go and see it yourself."
Chapter completed!