The First Family of Tang Dynasty

"If the quantity is small, it will be fine. If all of us grow sugarcane for sugar production, it will definitely require a lot of manpower and material resources..."

Following his words, I heard the cumbersomeness of sugar cane sugar production, and the special mothers have to watch the sky and eat.

In case of basking, suddenly a heavy rain hits and the sugarcane juice turns into rainwater. It is too late to cry, and everyone can't help but hesitate.

"Yes, yes, so, where are we going to find so many people to make sugar?"

"Everyone, everybody..." Cheng An could only shout loudly when seeing these guys starting to whisper again.

"Regarding my method of making sugar in Tang Dynasty, we need to rely on the natural way of eating, the third son of my family already has a solution."

Cheng An's gaze swept over everyone who had calmed down again, and asked with a smile.

"Everyone knows what kind of person my third son is, and I must have confidence in him too?"

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

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

"...Sure enough, it's Cheng Saburo again." A steward couldn't help whispering such a sentence.

Although the others did not speak, they all showed an expression that was not unexpected.

Cheng Saburo, who is famous in Chang'an, deserves to be him, if he encounters any difficult problem.

If the famous Changan Cheng Saburo jumped out with his chest, hehe...

That proves that he must have a satisfactory solution.

After hearing what Cheng An said at this moment, everyone followed Cheng An and left the Jiaozhou branch of the Hantang Commercial Bank, went straight to the layman, and left Jiaozhou City.

When I arrived at a manor not far from Jiaozhou City in Lixu, I stepped into the manor of the fat and strong Cheng family.

Soon, they smelled a scent, and everyone sniffed at the same time.

Soon, they saw a huge shed ahead with several cauldrons in the shed.

Several brawny men covered in juice are stepping on the machine with their feet, and the machine is slowly turning, stirring the steaming things in the pot.

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

Begin to introduce the sugar cane method invented by the third son of his own family to the stewards of the gang.

"Everyone, come over and see, there are still sugarcane juice that has just been squeezed out from Shilaitan..."

Following the direction of Cheng An's hand, every manager saw the big jar placed not far away.

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

"The sugar production methods you saw in Jiaozhou and Guangzhou were exposed to this sugarcane juice, but now..."

As Cheng An raised his hand confidently...

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

While boiling, remove the foam inside. The iron tools on the stepped machinery will stir the sugarcane juice in the pot, so that the sugarcane juice can be evenly heated.

The sugarcane juice will be filtered again until it has a certain consistency.

Then it's medium heat, then low heat. When it's stirring, you feel that the consistency is almost the same.

It will pour the cooked sugar juice in the big pot into the prepared mold.

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

"When it cools down, it will become such a piece of brown sugar."

"As for the fine granulated sugar you saw in Chang'an City, it was made by rolling this thing. Come and see, here is the finished product..."

The housekeeper carefully grabbed a small handful with his hand, carefully checked its appearance, and then put it aside and sipped it carefully.

His eyes lit up in an instant. "Yes, yes, that's the taste. It's as sweet as the fine sugar of the Western Regions."

"This is so much sweeter than Shi Mi."

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

"Xiongtai, how can you bite so directly, such a big piece of candy, is it suitable for you to put it directly on your mouth?"

"What do you mean, I can't taste it. Come here, I will also taste a piece. Oh, it's really good. This piece of grain is actually sweet with these fine sugar."

"Yeah, yeah, it is as sweet as expected."

Seeing a large group of stewards, one of them cheeky picked up a piece of brown sugar, then took a bite of fine sugar, and took a bite of brown sugar.

All the busy Cheng family members have a black line on their faces. They always feel that the performance of the five or six stewards in this group at the moment is simply ruining the three views.

Cheng An also looked helpless, after all, most of the stewards here were confidantes by the famous generals of Great Tang before they became stewards.

All day long, copying big blades on the battlefield, wailing rough masters calling for murder and arson.

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It is understandable to regain one's nature occasionally, and wait until these joking guys get quiet.

Only then did Cheng An smile and wink at the Jia Ding on the side, and the Jia Ding walked into a room not far away. UU reading www. uukanshu. com

With little effort, he carried a large pile of lumps with a pale brownish-yellow color.

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

The Cheng Fu Jia Ding was holding a knife and chopped it on the stone honey one by one, letting small pieces of stone honey be peeled off from it.

"Well, you can taste it and see how this locally produced stone honey differs from the brown sugar made by my family's third son..."

Cheng An smiled and watched the gang again began to reach out to pinch, until everyone felt that they had been stunned by the sweetness.

Today's Sugar Pinning Conference has come to an end.

At this moment, no one had any more questions, and everyone expressed contempt for that stone honey.

The sweetness of that thing is a bit different from the sweetness of brown sugar made by the old Chengjia sugar method. After all, the sweetness of Shimi is still lower than that of maltose.

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

As soon as Cheng An's voice fell, the steward of Prince Wu's Mansion on the side was the first to jump out to agree.

"Does this still need to be considered? Anyway, what our Royal Highness has said is based on the opinions of Han and Tang Commercial Banks."

The housekeeper on the side glanced at the manager of Prince Wu, who couldn't even speak.

Said with a stern face.

"Fang also feels that if he continues to grow food now, he is hurting the local people.

It would be more serious to plant more sugarcane and not compete with the local people for profit. "

"It's not bad, the old man thinks so too, and my master will certainly agree with it..."

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