Villager of Daming

Chapter 732: Can Sugar Man Be Reasonable?

The candy seller nodded: "He is a native of Yingtian Mansion and lives in Shijiu Lake. He is a deserter."

"Why don't you draw sugar paintings?" the director asked again.

"It can't be sold. There are so many things. It's a hassle. I can also make dough. Now I only sell maltose syrup, not brown sugar." The sugar seller looked up at the prince and quickly lowered his head.

The people in the whole market are similar to him, the guards are real, everyone knows who is coming, and they have to sell in the original way.

"You might as well go to the library entrance to sell them. There are many people there. The Chinese New Year is coming soon and the people are willing to celebrate."

Zhu Xi sent out an invitation. There was only a place to deliver hot water and soup at the entrance of the library, and veterans were guarding it.

Adding a person who makes sugar paintings and makes dough is a good idea, it will be lively, and at the same time, this person will make more money.

The candy seller looked up again: "Can you give me a place in the library?"

"I'll give you one, can you play Tangren?" The little girl Ling'er came forward, looked at Tangxi and asked.

"Pinching someone with candy?" The candy seller was confused.

"No, you just use sugar to make it. How much sugar do you need? Don't have glutinous rice flour? I'll buy glutinous rice flour and Brother Hanhan will make it for us when I get back."

After saying that, the little girl ran away and went to the market to buy glutinous rice flour.

"Blow, look. Hey hey hey..." Zhu Wentian squatted down and used the small bamboo stick next to him to stir a little sugar syrup on the side of the pot. Then he took another small bamboo stick and shook it there. He wanted to see the viscosity. If it didn't fit, he couldn't blow the sugar. people.

After a while, the little girl came back, and other friends helped find water to wash Brother Hanhan's hands.

Zhu Wentian washed his hands, wiped them with raw paper without touching the hand towel, then spread glutinous rice flour on them, grabbed the glutinous rice flour directly from the pot of glutinous rice flour, pulled it, rolled it up, rubbed it, and continued to dip it in glutinous rice flour.

When he pulled out the blowing tube with the last pull, the little girl came up and said, "Rabbit, I'll blow."

She blew, Zhu Wentian pinched, and soon a rabbit appeared. Unfortunately, there were no candies of other colors.

Another friend took a bamboo stick from the side, dipped it in sugar syrup, handed it to Brother Hanhan, and stuck it on the rabbit.

"Brother Hanhan, I want a cow, a big cow."

"Brother Hanhan, cock."

"Brother Hanhan, come to the sacrificial hall."

Well, the friends looked at the friends who called the sacrificial hall together, wanting to stuff each other into the sacrificial hall and be chatted by the ancestors at night.

Zhu Wentian held the candy figures for his friends one by one. When the 23 candy figures finished blowing, the candy seller and Zhu Biao brothers all opened their eyes wide.

"How did you do this?" Zhu Xi was the most surprised. He thought he was already familiar with Xiaqiu Village, but he didn't expect that Xiaqiu Village had something hidden.

"It's not a difficult thing. Practice makes perfect. Now you can sell it. Maltose is not as expensive as rock sugar. It doesn't take much sugar to blow a candy man.

The only thing that is difficult to control is when others blow it and you need guidance. If you blow it yourself, others will think it is dirty if they buy it and eat it. Wouldn’t it be a waste if you don’t eat it?
Will His Highness the King of Qin blow a whistle?It's not hot now, so I can leave it for a while. "

The little girl looked nonchalant and invited Zhu Xi to choose a look as well.

"I, I want a horse, a big horse." Zhu Fang was tempted.

Zhu Wentian operated and finally gave Zhu Chong a candy tube: "Blow, slow, blow, light, stop, blow, eat."

Zhu Wentian instructs Zhu Chong how to play, and you can eat the last section of candy.

While chewing the candy tube he blew, Zhu Xiang wondered: "Why do you talk when I blow? As if I'm stupid."

"Stupid? Ah! Eh! Not stupid! Yeah! Hey hey hey!" Zhu Wentian nodded.

"Because we are skilled in cooperating with Brother Hanhan, anyone else can only tell. Did the candy seller see it? Go back and practice. If you know how to make a dough person, you can make a candy person.

How much does it cost to sell shake candy?If you get a penny of candy, you have to give a big piece to someone. If you use that piece of candy to blow candy, even if you sell it for two pennies, you will make an extra penny.

Profits are not calculated in this way. If you earn several times more, your one-cent candy shake has a cost, and the two-cent candy maker has a technical cost. "The little girl encouraged the person selling sugar syrup to learn it and told him that he could make more money.

The candy seller had been looking at it carefully. He had never seen it before, and he could actually blow it. It could blow so big.

"Give one to each of us first, and give it to him with glutinous rice flour." Zhu Biao found that he was missing a candy man and asked for it too.

After a while, everyone had a candy man, including Liu Bowen.

There is also him in the legend of the Sugar Blower!It was said that Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to burn him to death and set fire to the Qinggong Building, but he ran away, changed clothes with a candy seller, and made a living as a candy seller from then on.

Before this, there were no sugar-blowing figures, only sugar paintings, which were painted with brown sugar, and dough-making figures, which had sugar inside and were edible.

It is recorded in "Tokyo Menghualu": ​​It is made of oily molasses like a smile.

Tokyo is Tokyo of Bianliang, the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty. It is a book written by people of the Southern Song Dynasty recalling the events of the Northern Song Dynasty.

The person selling glutinous rice syrup sat there and started trying it. The same glutinous rice flour, the same bamboo sticks, if others can do it, he should be fine.

He found that the most difficult thing was to make the bubble. He had to press it with his fingers to make a pit. He almost put his fingers into it, pinched the surrounding area and pulled...

"How to eat?" Zhu Xi looked at the big horse on the bamboo stick in his hand and considered where to eat.

"Second brother, are you really eating it? Can't you see it while holding it?" Zhu Fan had a deer in his hand, and he didn't think about eating it.

"Lick, wait until the big horse is deformed and then eat it in one bite. It will taste like eating maltose." The little girl taught Zhu Xi.

"It's okay when it's cold, but how to store it when it's hot? You can't sell it in summer." Zhu Di considered the temperature.

"His Royal Highness, King Yan, does he know what kind of sugar that person used to paint the sugar paintings?" a friend asked.

"He said it, brown sugar." Zhu Di did not forget it.

"Sugar paintings made by boiling brown sugar can also be painted in summer. Maltose is mainly cheap and easy to obtain. Add other things to it, and the blown sugar will not be easy to melt.

In the evening, use rock sugar to make candied haws on a stick, which can be kept for a day. Winter is the best time to eat candied haws in Yanwang’s Beipingxing Province.

There are other things in the village that make sugar figures that can last for a while in the hot summer. "

My friend suggested a way to add other things. Maltose itself cannot withstand the high temperature.

Zhu Di thought for a moment: "In other words, if it's hot and the weather is hot, the cost will increase?"

"It's not much higher. In the summer... let's go back and make marshmallows?" The little friend thought of something.

The others nodded, and Zhu Biao and others were at a loss again.

They looked at each other, and sure enough, there were some good things in Xiaqiu Village that they hadn't brought out yet.

The team continued shopping, and after a while the people got used to it, and transactions were normal.

Some people can't sell their things, so they negotiate with others to exchange them.

If it's food, there's no need to find someone to exchange it. If anyone can't sell it, Zhu Biao's team will buy it.

Businessmen also came over to buy goods and sell them to Nanjing city.

Those who do this belong to small businessmen. Big businessmen do not waste time to make the difference, and the key quantity is small.

The merchants asked about the price and began to pick and choose, as if they were suffering a loss. They could not lower the price, and the people were united.

The government would not dare to help merchants prevent people from coming to sell, otherwise they would lose their heads.

"Chief, is the current price reasonable?" Zhu Biao asked the head when he saw that the merchant agreed to pay the price.

"It's cheaper than Nanjing, so if there's a price difference, it's reasonable. If it's higher than Nanjing, it's unreasonable, and they can't sell it." The manager came up with a comparative indicator.

(End of this chapter)