Daming, originally wanted to destroy it, but the system came

Chapter 31 Zhu Li Candy
Early the next morning, Zhu Zhen got up early.

Before Wang Fu woke up, he heard a loud noise coming from outside.

Rubbing his eyes, Wang Fu walked out of his room, only to see a hill piled up in the yard.

what's going on?
There are many people like farmers, who are bowing to Zhu Zhen who is standing there.

"Thank you, King Min. King Min is so kind and virtuous. King Min is like a living Bodhisattva," an old man expressed his gratitude.

Zhu Zhen waved his hands nonchalantly: "Come on, just go ahead and do what you have to do."

"Yes Yes Yes."

The group finally left.

"Is this sugar cane?" Wang Fu came over at this time and looked at Zhu Xi in surprise, especially the pile of sugar cane.

Zhu Zhen nodded and said with a righteous look: "I just know that the sugar cane harvest has passed, but there are still many people whose sugar cane cannot be sold. I am kind-hearted and don't want these sugar canes to rot in the people's fields, so I Have someone collect it."

"But this is too much, isn't it? Unless it is distributed to the whole army, how can we finish it?" Wang Fu said in surprise.

As a result, Zhu Chu glanced at Wang Fu and asked: "When did I say that I wanted to eat? You guys know how to eat all day long, and you are just a waste of money. Someone, please bring these sugar canes to me near the kitchen in the backyard." go."

"Yes."

Suddenly several royal guards came over.

Of course, Zhu Zhen and Wang Fulai are not needed to do this kind of chores.

"What is this, Your Majesty?" Wang Fu felt puzzled as he followed Zhu Chu and the two of them walked to the backyard kitchen.

Zhu Chu did not explain, but after the soldiers delivered some sugar cane here first, he went straight into the kitchen, still carrying a few sugar cane in his hand.

Wang Fu could only follow Zhu Min with a blank look on his face.

Fortunately, Wang Fu was a soldier, so he didn't remind Zhu Zhen that the gentleman stayed far away from the kitchen.

Otherwise, he would definitely be beaten out by Zhu Zhen.

"Come on, General Wang, it's time for you to show your force," Zhu Zhen commanded Wang Fu, asking him to peel and cut the sugar cane into sections.

Then Zhu Chu found a basin and asked Wang Fu to squeeze the juice.

Wang Fu blinked and suddenly said: "So, Your Majesty, do you want to make brown sugar?"

"You know?" Zhu Xi was also a little surprised.

In fact, sugar production has been around for a long time in ancient times. Even in the Western Zhou Dynasty, there was a poem like "Zhou Yuan is sweet and sweet, and the sweet tea is like sweet sugar". The sweet stuff in it should be sweet sugar, which is made of corn, barley, wheat, millet or corn, etc. Made from grains fermented and saccharified.

Since the earliest records of sugarcane cultivation were in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, sugarcane sugar production should have only appeared after the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.

In short, it is not a strange thing to make sugar from sugar cane, and it is nothing if Wang Fu knows about it.

But there is no tool here, which puts Wang Fu in trouble.

The sugar-making workshops have a complete set of processes, and don’t underestimate ancient industrial technology. There are tools preserved in the museum, like millstones.

Put the sugar cane here, and then turn the grinding plate to squeeze out the sugar cane juice immediately, and then send it to be boiled to produce sugar. The whole process will not take more than 5 minutes, but it will take longer to wait for the sugar boiling and drying process.

Wang Fu smiled bitterly, why did the prince suddenly have this sudden idea to embarrass himself?
With no choice, Wang Fu had no choice but to cut the sugar cane into fine pieces with a kitchen knife, then find gauze, put the fine pieces into it, and squeeze out the sugar cane juice with his own strength.

This can be said to be the stupidest method of squeezing.

When Wang Fu tried his best to squeeze out a basin of sugar cane juice, he turned around and found that Zhu Zhen was missing.When Wang Fu went out to look for it, he saw Zhu Zhen sitting there, eating a piece of sugar cane in his hand, and chatting with a few soldiers.

Wang Fu almost died of anger. He, the commander, was working in the kitchen, but these bratty soldiers were chatting with the prince, right?

Facing the dark-faced Wang Fu, several soldiers were at a loss.

Zhu Ming finally turned around, stood up and said, "Is it over? It's too slow."

Wang Fu sighed. No matter what, he didn't dare to embarrass the prince, so he could only mutter: "Why don't you just buy a workshop?"

"Eh? Do you have such a thing?" Zhu Zhen didn't know this.

Wang Fu sighed again, My lord, do you know that Yunnan is one of the main producing areas of brown sugar.

"Ignore that for now, let's try making sugar," Zhu Ming waved his hand and ignored it. He called Wang Fu back to the kitchen, and then asked Wang Fu to prepare to light the pot.

What else could Wang Fu do? He was a dignified commander, but now he was captured by Zhu Chu and ordered around like a laborer.

After Wang Fu lit the fire, Zhu Ji poured a whole basin of sugar cane juice into the pot. As the temperature began to heat up, the sugar cane water in the pot began to boil slowly.

"Don't make it too hot, otherwise it will turn into caramel," Zhu Zhen shouted quickly.

He not only has to boil brown sugar, but also make it into white sugar later. But if the heat is too high and it turns into caramel, what's the point?
Wang Fu didn't know what caramel was, so he just followed Zhu Chu's instructions and removed a few firewood to lower the temperature a little.

Zhu Zhen nodded with satisfaction, took a spoon and stirred it in the pot, while constantly skimming off the foam on it, which was impurities.

As time goes by, the sugar cane juice in the pot finally begins to become thicker and becomes syrupy.

So Zhu Chu quickly took the prepared basin and poured the syrup into it.

The whole process was completed by Zhu himself. Except for Wang Fu doing the physical work, it can be said that he felt a sense of accomplishment.

"Now we just need to wait for the syrup to solidify into sugar cubes," Zhu Zhen said to himself.

"Your Highness, the quality of your candy is very good," Wang Fu on the side praised.

But Zhu Ming said: "Where are you now? Wait, Wang Fu. I will subvert your three views later. Have you seen sugar like snow?"

Wang Fu was dumbfounded. Candy like snowflakes?That's really unheard of.

While the syrup was cooling down and the pot was still warm, Zhu asked Wang Fu to squeeze out a pot of sugar cane water with both hands, and then boiled another pot of syrup in the same manner.

This is for emergencies.

After all, this was the first time that Zhu Chu was planning to use yellow mud water to make white sugar, and he couldn't guarantee whether it would be successful or not.

Fortunately, it was enough for him to endure two pots. Wang Fu breathed a sigh of relief, even he felt a little tired.

Waiting until the afternoon, the syrup finally formed a lump.

Zhu Ming rushed over after asking, and asked Wang Fu to put the things he had prepared in the yard.

There was a large pot of loess mixed with water to make yellow mud soup, and a wooden funnel was placed on another vat. Zhu Zhen crushed the newly agglomerated brown sugar, then stuffed hay under the funnel, and then placed the sugar cubes. inside.

When Wang Fu had a puzzled look on his face, he was shocked when he saw Zhu Chu pouring the yellow mud soup on top of the good sugar cubes.

What shocked Zhu even more was that after he poured yellow mud water on it for more than an hour, he found that the entire sugar cube had been washed away, and not a single grain of so-called white sugar was found.

"No, where is my sugar?"

(End of this chapter)