Chapter 1268: Take a tour of the sugar-making technology invented by my third son (please subscribe and vote)

"It's fine if the quantity is small. If so many of us plant sugar cane to make sugar, it will definitely require a lot of manpower and material resources..."

Following his words, I heard that sugar cane production is cumbersome, and the mother-in-law has to depend on the weather to make ends meet.

What if, while basking in the sun, a heavy rain suddenly hits, and the sugarcane juice turns into rainwater. It's too late to cry, and everyone can't help but hesitate.

"Yes, yes, if that's the case, where can we find so many people to make sugar?"

"Everyone, everyone..." Cheng An saw these guys starting to chatter again and could only shout loudly.

"As for the method of relying on heaven to make sugar in Datang, my third son has already found a solution."

Cheng An glanced at everyone who was quiet again and asked with a smile.

"You all know what kind of person my third son is, so you should have confidence in him, right?"

"But it doesn't matter if you don't have confidence. I'll ask you to follow me to a place later."

"Mr. Cheng will take you to see the sugar-making technology invented by my third son."

"...Sure enough, it's Cheng Sanlang again." A steward couldn't help but muttered this in a low voice.

Although the others did not speak, they all showed expressions that were as expected.

Cheng Sanlang, who is famous in Chang'an, is worthy of him, if he encounters any problem that is difficult to solve.

If Cheng Sanlang, who is famous in Chang'an, jumps out, patting his chest, haha...

That proves that he definitely has a satisfactory solution.

After hearing what Cheng An said, everyone followed Cheng An, left the Jiaozhou branch of the Han and Tang Dynasty Commercial Bank, went straight to the outside world, and left Jiaozhou City.

Arriving at a manor just a mile away from Jiaozhou City, I walked into the manor where all the people coming and going were the fat and strong Cheng family.

Soon, they smelled a smell, and everyone sniffed in unison.

Soon, they saw a huge shed ahead with several large pots inside.

Several strong men covered in juice were stepping on the machine with their feet. The machine was rotating slowly, stirring the steaming things in the pot.

After Cheng An said hello to those people, he turned around with a smile.

He began to introduce the sugar cane sugar making method invented by his third son to these housekeepers.

"Everyone, come and take a look. There are still about ten jars of freshly squeezed sugarcane juice here..."

Following Cheng An's hand, all the stewards saw the large jar placed not far away.

The slightly green, warm and muddy juice in the big jar is sugar cane juice.

"The sugar production method you saw in Jiaozhou and Guangzhou was based on the exposure of sugar cane juice, but now..."

As Cheng An confidently raised his hand...

Here, the sugar cane juice will be filtered, poured into a large pot, and boiled over high heat.

While boiling, remove the foam inside. The iron tools on the stepping machines will stir the sugar cane juice in the pot, allowing the sugar cane juice to be heated evenly.

After it becomes slightly thicker, the sugarcane juice will be filtered again.

Then first turn to medium heat, then low heat. When stirring, you feel that the consistency is almost the same.

The sugar juice that has been boiled in the big pot will be poured into the prepared mold.

"...Look here, when the sugar is still warm, use a tool to cut out lines from it."

"When it cools down, it will turn into lumps of brown sugar like this."

"As for the Tianzhu fine sugar you saw in Chang'an City, it was made by crushing it. Come and take a look, the finished product is here..."

The house manager carefully picked up a small handful, looked at its appearance carefully, then put it down and tasted it carefully.

His eyes lit up instantly. "Yes, yes, that's the taste. It's as sweet as fine sugar from the Western Regions."

"This is much sweeter than stone honey."

"This is so sweet... Come and try it."

"Brother, how can you bite so directly? Is it appropriate for you to just put your mouth on such a large piece of candy?"

"What do you mean, you can't taste it. Come on, let me try a piece too. Oh, it's really good. This piece of grain is actually as sweet as these fine sugars."

"Yes, yes, it's really just as sweet."

Seeing a large group of stewards, one or two of them shamelessly picked up a piece of brown sugar, then took a sip of granulated sugar and took a bite of brown sugar.

The Cheng family members who were busy all had dark expressions on their faces. They always felt that the performance of this group of usually five to six stewards at this moment was simply ruining their outlook.

Cheng An also had a look of helplessness. After all, most of the stewards here were confidants of famous Tang generals before they became stewards.

The rough old men who stand on the battlefield with big blades all day long and scream for murder and arson.

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It's understandable that he regains his true nature once in a while, until these laughing and joking guys calm down.

Cheng An then smiled and winked at the servant on the side, who walked into a room not far away.

After a short while, he brought over a large lump of light brown-yellow lumps.

"Everyone, please come over here. There is a piece of stone honey here. We bought it from the locals in Jiaozhou..."

The servant of the Cheng Mansion was holding a knife and chopping the stone honey, letting small pieces of stone honey peel off from it.

"Well, you can try it and see the difference between this locally produced stone honey and the brown sugar made by my third son's sugar making method..."

Cheng An watched with a smile as these guys started to pick it up again, until everyone felt that they were already being tantalized by the sweetness.

Today's sugar tasting party has come to an end.

At this moment, no one had any questions, and everyone expressed their disdain for the stone honey.

The sweetness of that thing is quite different from the brown sugar made by the old Cheng family's sugar making method. After all, the sweetness of stone honey is still lower than maltose.

"What do you think of these brown sugars? Anyway, please consider Cheng's suggestion carefully."

As soon as Cheng An finished speaking, the steward of Prince Wu's Mansion on the side was the first to jump out and chime in.

"Does this still need to be considered? Anyway, His Highness has said that the opinions of the Han and Tang Dynasty trading houses will be the main ones."

The house steward on the side glanced at the Wu Prince's house steward who couldn't even speak.

He said with a righteous face.

“Fang also feels that continuing to grow food now is hurting the local people.

It is better to plant more sugar cane and not compete with the local people for profit. This is serious."

"That's right, that's right. I think so too. I think my master will also agree..."
Chapter completed!