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- The mouth of the funnel is very small, and it is covered with sugar paste. The yellow mud water cannot flow down smoothly, so it accumulates in the funnel and quickly covers the sugar paste.
It looks like the funnel is full of yellow mud soup.
Zhao Shouzheng smacked his lips and was about to express his emotion when he saw Zhao Hao staring at the funnel intently, seemingly extremely worried. He swallowed his words abruptly and stayed by quietly without disturbing her.
The father and son stared at the funnel intently. After an unknown amount of time, they finally heard the sound of dripping water.
The two men carefully raised the funnel and took a look, only to see black liquid flowing down the mouth of the funnel, slowly falling into the bucket drop by drop.
Zhao Hao breathed a sigh of relief and signaled Zhao Shouzheng to place the funnel firmly back on the barrel.
At this time, the water drops are getting faster and faster, and the sugar paste is about to emerge from the water.
"The time has come to witness the miracle." Zhao Hao smiled slightly. No matter what the result was, he still had to pretend.
Otherwise, it is successful, and there is no taste
Before they finished speaking, the water level dropped a little, and the two of them saw that the reddish-brown sugar paste had turned into a pure white color, which was really conspicuous in the yellow mud soup.
"Huh?" Zhao Shouzheng looked at Zhao Hao in surprise, wondering what tricks he had done.
At this time, the water droplets have turned into a water line, leaking out of the funnel at an accelerated rate.
In the funnel, the reddish-brown sugar paste has disappeared, replaced by a bucket full of white things that are crystal clear, like sand and snow.
Zhao Shouzheng was shocked. He looked at the funnel and then at Zhao Hao. He didn't know what to say or what to do for a long time.
"Try it." Zhao Hao crossed his arms and raised his chin slightly.
"It looks like snowflakes." Zhao Shouzheng then stretched out his finger, dipped a little into his mouth, and immediately exclaimed: "It's sweet, it's actually icing sugar!"
"Otherwise, can sugar still turn into salt?" Zhao Hao glanced at Zhao Shouzheng triumphantly, enjoying the way his father was whirring at this moment.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? off Well, it¡¯s just white sugar.
This is the 'yellow mud water decolorization method' recorded in "Tiangong Kaiwu". Just a pot of yellow mud water can turn brown sugar into white sugar. It couldn't be simpler and cheaper!
""Tiangong Kaiwu" is indeed a magical tool" Zhao Hao thought happily: 'This book was first published seventy years later. There are countless methods in it that people don't know yet. These are all ways to make money Besides, I have more than one copy of "Tiangong Kaiwu" in my mind! ¡¯
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The father and son were happy for a while, and then they carefully used a wooden spoon to transfer the sugar in the funnel to the paper bag.
Three and a half kilograms of brown sugar finally yielded more than a kilogram of white sugar as white as snow.
At the bottom of the funnel, there is still more than a pound of slightly yellowish-brown sugar. In fact, the taste was not much different, but the appearance was so different that Zhao Haoli ignored it.
At this time, the sound of the fourth watch drum was heard in the distance, followed by the crow of the rooster.
Only then did the father and son realize that they had been busy all night. After quickly washing up, they went back to their houses to sleep.
However, Zhao Hao was obviously tired and sleepy, but he was tossing and turning in excitement and couldn't sleep.
He put the bag of sugar on the bedside, and after a while he reached out and touched it, for fear of catching a mouse. Thinking of the mouse, Zhao Hao got up again and hung the bag of sugar on the beam with a hemp rope. Only then did he feel relieved.
¡®It will never be lost this time.
Zhao Hao then lay down with peace of mind, thinking happily, planning to sell it tomorrow, get twenty taels, buy it all into brown sugar, and turn it into white sugar!
¡®Then sell the white sugar, buy brown sugar to make white sugar, then sell white sugar to make brown sugar¡¡¯
Zhao Hao chanted silently for a while and finally fell asleep.
In the dream, he became the sugar king, the richest man in the Ming Dynasty, and later invented insulin Zhao Hao was so beautiful that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.
It wasn¡¯t until he was hit by countless golden lights that his eyes hurt, that he woke up from his sweet dream.
"I'm dreaming"
Zhao Hao wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and squinted to see the sunlight coming directly from the roof. It turned out that it was already noon.
Zhao Hao sat up, rubbing his sleepy eyes, and subconsciously looked under the beams, his eyes widened.
I saw that the hemp rope hanging under the beam was still there, but the bag of candy on the hemp rope was missing!
¡®The mouse has become a spirit? ¡¯ Zhao Hao exclaimed in his heart and shouted: ¡°Dad, have you seen my candy?!¡±
But no one answered him.
Zhao Hao didn¡¯t bother to put on shoes.I ran to the east room barefoot and saw the bedding scattered like a doghouse, but there was no sign of Zhao Shouzheng.
He searched everywhere outside his home, even inside the well, but still couldn't find anyone.
A pound of sugar doesn¡¯t matter, as long as there¡¯s no remake, how come even Zhao Shouzheng is missing?
Just when Zhao Hao was considering whether to report to the official, Gao Wu came over carrying a ladder and carrying a guy.
Gao Wu first set up the ladder under the eaves and then asked:
"Are you looking for Mr. Zhao?"
"That's right, have you seen anyone else?"
"I saw him walking south along the street early in the morning." Gao Wu climbed up to the roof and peeled off the broken tiles.
"Oh." Zhao Hao suddenly remembered that Zhao Shouzheng mentioned yesterday that he was going to the Imperial College to restore his academic status today so that he could be qualified to take the provincial examination.
He then remembered that Zhao Shouzheng seemed to have asked him something before he left home, and he agreed in a daze.
Eighty percent of the bag of candy was also taken away by dad.
Zhao Hao felt relieved and started to help Gao Wu repair the roof.
The two of them were busy working until the evening. Zhao Hao was so hungry that he remembered that he had not eaten for more than a day.
He told Gao Wu, then changed into cleaner clothes and went to the street to buy dinner.
Walking to the street, he found that the breakfast stall on the bridge was actually open in the evening.
Zhao Hao walked over thinking that although the buns at this restaurant were average in taste, they were better than the ones given.
The only ones out at night were the mother and daughter, guarding several large steamed buns covered with quilts. There were neither the two cauldrons nor the dining table.
The mother, wearing a cloth headscarf, is filling steamed buns for guests.
The girl named Qiaoqiao stood aside a little bored. When she saw Zhao Hao coming over, her eyes lit up.
"Hey, why did you come here empty-handed?"
Zhao Hao was stunned for a moment before he remembered that he still owed someone a soup basin.
"Sorry, it broke." Zhao Hao smiled apologetically, reached into his sleeve and touched his purse and said, "I'll pay you how much it costs."
¡°Forget it, forget it.¡± Qiao Qiao waved her hands generously and said, ¡°It¡¯s so old, it¡¯s not worth a few cents.¡±
Zhao Hao's movements froze. Then he remembered that he had spent the last copper coin he had yesterday.
He took out his hand without leaving a trace, cupped it towards the girl and said, "Thank you, farewell."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
¡®I can¡¯t even afford to eat. ¡¯ Zhao Hao could not help but feel a sense of desolation in his heart: ¡®The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world¡¯.
After walking a dozen steps forward, I suddenly heard a girl¡¯s shout from behind me.
"Wait a moment!"
Zhao Hao turned around and looked at the girl strangely. She caught up with him panting and stuffed a paper bag into his arms without any explanation.
"The stall is closed. It's a waste if it can't be sold out. Please help eat."
After the girl finished speaking, she turned around and ran towards the bridge without looking at Zhao Hao.
Under the setting sun, her shadow was stretched out.
ps. I, Zhao Hao, am temporarily too poor to eat, so I urgently ask for recommendation votes to buy food. When I get rich, I will give each of you a pound of candy~~~(remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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