Datang Nongwang

Chapter 369 Maltose Effect

Seeing that Wan'er seemed not interested in the malt candy he made, Li Chongyuan quickly added: "Malt candy can only be eaten, but the malt candy I make is not only edible, but also good-looking and fun. If you don't like it, then forget it." gone."

Delicious, fun and beautiful maltose.

This made Wan'er, who was not interested at first, immediately turn her head around, "Fourth brother can talk big words, besides being edible, there are other good things about caramel candy, I don't believe it."

"Well, since you don't believe it, then it's time for the fourth brother to make it, so don't ask me for it." Li Chongyuan also stopped caring about this girl and continued to work.

At this time, Wan'er saw that her fourth brother ignored her, and even the speech she had prepared all the way back, suddenly seemed to disappear at this moment.

Just when Wan'er was watching her fourth brother busy, she remembered that the note in her hand just now was gone, and suddenly she thought that her fourth brother was a big villain.

If the note was still in her hands, she might be able to blackmail her fourth brother.

Get some good things from my fourth brother, or ask for some money.

Unexpectedly.

In the blink of an eye, the note was gone, and even if he wanted to speak again, he didn't know how to ask his fourth brother for something.

But Li Chongyuan, who was busy at the same time, seemed to be happy in his heart.

As far as her little sister's temperament is concerned, how could she not know.

Yesterday I was able to go straight to Chang'an without warning.

Today, I helped him get the book slips for twenty cattle.

Based on her temperament, she would definitely use the note to threaten herself for benefits.

And now.

The note is already in his hands, do you want to go back?That is impossible.

There is a saying.

The two brothers and sisters are real brothers and sisters.

This Pixiu has the nature of entering but not exiting, it is exactly the same.

of course.

This has the nature of going in and out, and it is only aimed at outsiders, or problems between the two of them.

And this time.

Wan'er was suddenly very disappointed, seeing her fourth brother carrying the bucket into the kitchen, she immediately sniffled.

She knows it too.

The chance of gaining benefits from his fourth brother is basically slim.

immediately.

After sniffing her nose for a while, Wan'er returned to normal.

He still didn't forget to call Xiaohong, took the basket, and said that he was going to pick mushrooms.

Li Chongyuan in the kitchen, after hearing the voice, just smiled and continued to do his own thing.

After half a day.

A scent wafted from the kitchen, "Xiao Langjun, is this maltose?"

Qiao Hui saw that the pot had turned into a smooth, yellowish-red liquid object, and really couldn't understand how her little lord could make such a thing.

"Taste it and see how it tastes." Li Chongyuan made a small amount and asked Qiao Hui to taste it.

Qiao Hui took it with some embarrassment and tasted it, "Sweet, so sweet, my lord, this is really like caramel. How can you make caramel with germinated wheat and glutinous rice?"

Indeed.

in this era.

The method of making sugar is basically kept secret.

Not everyone can know that the craft of caramel making is so simple.

There is a saying.

Although the craftsmanship is simple, it is kept secret by many people, and no one wants to reveal their cooking skills.

If all the people in the Tang Dynasty knew the craft of making sugar, then these craftsmen would lose their jobs.

Don't say that those craftsmen do not agree, it is estimated that those aristocratic families, gentry, and nobles do not agree.

This is their way of making money, so how could they not control it?

"If you want to make caramel, you need a process, but this kind of maltose is called maltose. With one more process, it becomes caramel." Li Chongyuan also tasted it himself, and it tasted good.

Shortly after.

Li Chongyuan got some bamboo branches and put them on the table.

As the maltose was poured onto the bamboo branches, all kinds of fonts immediately became a landscape, making Qiao Hui look at Li Chongyuan as if she was looking at a god.

After Li Chongyuan finished his first pot of maltose, there were already hundreds of fonts.

Li Chongyuan pointed to the remaining half barrel of uncooked maltose water and said: "Qiao Hui, you remember what I said just now, you go get the half barrel, I'll watch."

"Yes, Mr. Xiao Lang." Of course, Qiao Hui wanted to try it the most.

This is a job where you can learn the craft.

and.

Still at the request of my little man.

In the kitchen.

The two matched.

Qiao Hui carefully stirred the sugar water in the pot, "Little Lang, you don't mean to distribute those maltose to the children in the village, do you? Xiao Lang is really careful."

"Yes, speaking of it, I wanted to make this malt candy because I saw a little lunatic eating malt candy a few days ago, and because Wan'er is teaching the little kids in the village to count and read, so I have this I have an idea." Li Chongyuan responded while lighting the fire.

When Qiao Hui heard this, she thought so much about her little lord, and immediately felt a sense of reverence that she had never felt before.

before.

Although Qiao Hui has a lot of respect for Li Chongyuan, she has never had reverence.

But here she is.

Because of the appearance of the word maltose, the reverence for Li Chongyuan, a young gentleman, suddenly arose.

On the other hand, Li Chongyuan.

Speaking of which, I don't think I'm any good.

Maltose is just an ordinary thing, and literacy is also an ordinary thing.

But for the children in the village, if they want money, they have no money, and if they want identity, they have no identity.

It is basically impossible to read and write.

before dinner.

This pot of maltose was finally prepared under Li Chongyuan's guidance and Qiao Hui's stirring.

"Yes, pull harder, pull a few more times, you can go faster." At this time, Li Chongyuan instructed Qiao Hui to start making caramel.

Maltose needs to be pulled with maltose that has not yet been finalized.

Pull it until it is pale yellow and white, and the caramel will be ready.

After half an hour, Qiao Hui's hands were sore, and the caramel was finally made.

Qiao Hui looked at the caramel made with her own efforts, and she was a little carried away with joy, "My lord, this is really caramel, hehe, I never thought that I could make caramel too."

"It's not difficult. There will be a lot of jobs like this in the future. After I plant sugarcane, the sugar will be the most important thing." Li Chongyuan didn't care, it was just some caramel.

instead.

Li Chongyuan is very fancy about sucrose.

how to say.

After the appearance of sucrose, it became a constant companion for women.

And Li Chongyuan is eager to grow sugar cane, so to speak, it is to earn more money for himself, so that he can do more things, and of course, it is also to subdue the women in the world.

Just as the two people in the kitchen were talking, there were bursts of exclamations from the small courtyard.

"Wow, this is big characters, this is small characters, and it's still sweet. It turns out that this is maltose. The fourth brother is so amazing." Wan'er, who was carrying a half-blue mushroom, saw the small courtyard after returning to the small courtyard. The maltose font on the table exclaimed again and again.

Even Xiao Hong on one side exclaimed, "Xiao Langjun is really amazing, little lady, look, this is Lu."

"Wow, it's true, De Lu, De Lu, look, this is you." Wan'er pointed at Xiao Hong, screaming again and again, and even called the big dog named Lu Called to compare.

Li Chongyuan, who was in the kitchen, ran out immediately after hearing the sound.

With these two bursts of exclamation, how could Li Chongyuan not know that it was Wan'er and Xiaohong.

As soon as Li Chongyuan ran out, he saw Wan'er holding the maltose animal dog he made and feeding it to the big dog called Lu, and he felt distressed, "Wan'er, this is for people to eat, why are you giving it to dogs?" , What a waste."

"Fourth brother, is this the good-looking, fun and delicious malt candy you mentioned?" Wan'er asked after seeing her fourth brother running out of the kitchen with an embarrassed smile.

Li Chongyuan frowned and said: "Of course, don't hide it, you can eat it directly for Lu, and you can't waste it like this in the future."

Li Chongyuan is not stingy.

Even people rarely have the possibility of eating candy, but Wan'er gave it to Lu with maltose. This is no longer a simple term like waste.

dinner.

It's a little late to eat.

And when Qiao Su came back and saw those fonts of maltose, he suddenly had an idea, "Xiao Langjun, this is a good craftsmanship, otherwise, I will tell my brother-in-law and ask him to find someone to sell this in Chang'an City." maltose?"

"What are you thinking? People and farmers can't even eat enough, and they want to sell this thing for money? If the people in the court know that I am maltose made from grain, do you believe they can eat me. Li Chongyuan repeatedly shook his head and rejected Qiao Su's bad idea.

food.

Right now is the priority.

Don't say that Li Chongyuan is an honorable man, if people in the court know about wasting food, it would be strange if Li Chongyuan didn't spray him to death.

of course.

If you stay away from Chang'an and sell them in the south, or in some places such as east, west, north, etc., then it will be fine.

But this is Chang'an, and this is Hu County, which is only a few dozen miles away from Chang'an.

After Qiao Su got the words, he quickly shut his mouth.

The next morning.

Following what her fourth brother told her yesterday, Wan'er called all the children in the village to the small courtyard.

Outside the courtyard.

Li Zhuang stood with dozens of children, big and small.

Even the little children of the Xu family stood there timidly from a distance, staring at the entrance of the small courtyard.

The little ones of the Xu family were notified by Wan'er.

But because they were newcomers, they were a little timid, so they had no choice but to stand at the periphery of the crowd of children, not even daring to speak.

And farther away, the woman of the Xu family also looked timidly at this side, and even more so at her little ones.

At this time, Wan'er was holding several characters of maltose in her hand, and shouted loudly to the children: "Do you know what I have in my hand? This is called maltose, and it was made by my fourth brother. You must not know maltose What is it, but let me tell you, maltose is just like caramel, very sweet."

"Wow, it's caramel, little lady, I want to eat it, I want to eat it." When they heard that it was candy, the children clamored to eat it.

"Little lady, I will exchange a catty of mushrooms for one."

"I also exchange a catty of mushrooms for one."

"..."

When they got here, all the kids started to prepare to work for Wan'er.

Trading mushrooms for maltose is really a business opportunity.

And this time.

Wan'er's original intention was to distribute maltose with these fonts to the children according to what her fourth brother said yesterday, but when she heard that mushrooms were exchanged for maltose.

This mind began to become active.

Thinking of mushrooms, Wan'er immediately put on a smile on her face, "Okay, I can exchange one catty of mushrooms for one, and I can owe it first. There are not many mushrooms on the mountain now. My fourth brother said that it will rain soon." , the mountain will grow a large piece of mushrooms."

Immediately.

All the children agreed again.

to here.

The girl Wan'er was already short of Xiaohong, so she brought a small book that belonged to her, wrote the names of each child, and pressed her fingerprints.

Erwa, ten catties of mushrooms and ten sticks of maltose.

Erniu, five catties of mushrooms and five sticks of maltose.

even.

Even the little lunatic was forced by Wan'er to press her fingerprints on the small notebook.

It's written in the notebook.

The little lunatic exchanged two big white geese for forty sticks of maltose.

At the end.

The little children of Xu's family looked at this side with greedy eyes, but they dared not come forward for a long time.

But Wan'er's little profiteer didn't let the Xu family's little ones go.

finally.

Under the witness of the Xu family's wives, Wan'er's little book contained more than a dozen catties of mushrooms from the Xu family's little baby, and each of them pressed their fingerprints heavily.

Hundreds of font maltose, in a short while, has bottomed out.

The kids who each got their own font maltose laughed loudly while eating.

But at this time Wan'er was holding her notebook, smiling openly, the one who laughed so unscrupulously that her eyes almost narrowed into a line.

Qiao Hui, who was standing in the small courtyard, looked at the scene outside the small courtyard and shook her head repeatedly.

She knows.

These fonts, maltose, were made by my little man to teach children to read.

Unexpectedly.

In the end, it became Wan'er's money-making tool.

Just as Qiao Hui shook her head, Wan'er seemed to know that she had done something wrong, she closed the notebook, and shouted, "It's best not to eat the maltose you got, the pattern on each one is , Those are characters, and they are also the characters you need to know, if you can’t read or write them in a few days, I will take back the maltose.”

It was only then that Wan'er's words came to an end.

Erwa immediately kicked up her feet and ran away after hearing the sound.

It is impossible to take it back.

Even if he was asked to pick more mushrooms, he would be willing.

Literacy?

It would be worse than killing him, let alone taking back the sweet and beautiful maltose.

One has two.

After beating the second baby and running away, the children in the village lost nine-tenths in a short while.

Only a few children who are determined to be literate are left behind.

but.

The little lunatic was eating vigorously. While eating, he didn't forget to look at the font maltose in his hand, just like Wan'er just now, smiling happily.

It's impossible for a little lunatic to read.

As for Wan'er asking him to exchange two big white geese for forty sticks of maltose, it was just passing through his mind.

If you want his big white goose, there are only two words, no way.

If Wan'er could look at the little madman squarely, maybe she wouldn't force the little madman to sign that unequal treaty.

(End of this chapter)