Author: The south side is not bright, the north side is bright

When the seeds of doubt appear, it cannot be eliminated again.

Zhu Yuanzhang recalled Su Jing's previous actions and tried to confirm that Su Jing had long calculated his identity as Zhu Biao.

But unfortunately, Lao Zhu couldn't convince himself.

Because Su Jing has done everything before, he is too bold!

On several occasions, Lao Zhu almost failed to suppress his murderous intent.

Unless Su Jing desperately wants to die, he doesn't know what to do.

However, Lao Zhu's suspicion is difficult to eliminate.

"No, I have to think of a solution!"

Zhu Yuanzhang said to himself.

Queen Ma immediately said: "Zhongba, can you calm down and think of any solution?"

"Think about it carefully. Regardless of whether Mr. Su knows Biao'er's identity or not, what he is doing now is good for Biao'er, which is beneficial to the Ming Dynasty."

"Are you not afraid of these talented people all day long?"

Only Queen Ma dares to say this.

If it were other people, Lao Zhu would be angry, he would be killed directly.

Therefore, behind a successful man, there is usually a good wife.

Empress Ma was definitely not less helpful to Zhu Yuanzhang than those civil officials and military generals, but the contribution was not so obvious.

"Girl, I understand. Didn't I think it's all right?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was not angry, but instead explained to Empress Ma.

Zhu Yuanzhang has always been grateful and tolerant of Empress Ma, who has become a husband and wife since he was in a short time.

Queen Ma glared at him and said, "That's fine, let Biao'er ask how to solve the tax exemption of officials and gentry."

"Yes, the girl is right."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and said with a smile.

at the same time.

In the kitchen of Jinling Hotel, Zhu Biao was attacking Su Jing.

Of course, there were also a group of chefs who stood respectfully behind Su Jing and watched Su Jing operate.

The chefs of these uncles were not at all unhappy, but were very excited.

Of course, this is definitely not because Su Jing is their boss, but because the dishes made by Su Jing are novel and delicious.

In the field of cooks, craftsmanship is the only criterion for judgment.

In a shiny black pot, pour rapeseed oil directly into it, and it is already the standard for wide oil in minutes.

The fire kept heating the iron pot, which then transferred heat to the wide oil.

Su Jing looked at the oil pan and reached out to explore the oil surface, feeling the temperature change.

"Niu Yi, give me the sweet potato."

When the oil temperature reached, Su Jing immediately stretched out his hand.

"Yes, Master Su."

Zhu Biao directly handed Su Jing the sweet potatoes that were cut into pieces and soaked in water to remove starch and then dried.

Squirt!

The sweet potatoes in the hob block were directly put into a pot with an oil temperature of 60% by Su Jing, and the oily surface began to boil.

When the sweet potatoes were slightly fixed, Su Jing gently pushed them with a hedge to separate the sweet potato pieces that were stuck together.

Time passed slowly, and the movements in the pot gradually stabilized.

Su Jing stared at the oil pan with his eyes tightly, and when the sweet potato pieces looked slightly yellow, he took them out directly.

Then pour a pot of hot oil back into the oil drum, leaving a little base oil behind.

"sugar."

Su Jing said again.

Niu Yi immediately handed over a bowl of white sugar, to be precise, it was yellow and red yellow sugar.

Su Jing kept stir-frying the brown sugar with a stir-frying spoon, and soon the yellow sugar melted and big bubbles appeared.

"The fire is smaller."

Su Jing issued an order, and the firepower was immediately weakened on the other side of the stove.

The yellow sugar is all melted, the bubbles become smaller, and the color continues to darken until it turns golden.

Su Jing continued to flip with a stir-frying spoon until the golden syrup was a little viscous and the bubbles began to disappear.

He threw the sweet potato pieces he had fried before and stir-fryed them, so that each piece of sweet potato was evenly stained with golden sugar liquid.

Finally, put it out of the pot and put it on the plate.

"Okay, this plate of shredded sweet potatoes is done!"

Su Jing looked at the sweet potatoes in front of him and was quite satisfied.

At least in terms of appearance, it is 90% similar to what I have eaten.

It's because of sugar, there are a lot of impurities.

“Come and try it.”

Su Jing waved his hand and the impatient chefs immediately rushed up.

Niu Yi also had quick eyes and quick hands, so he grabbed one.

"tasty!"

"Boss, this is great!"

"Boss, I'm really convinced!"

“Is there any more?”

"Damn, why have you finished eating!"

If it tastes so delicious, it is actually not that exaggerating. It’s just that Su Jing used so much sugar. For the ancients in the early Ming Dynasty, sugar was a luxury.

Sweet, that's a feeling of happiness.

Therefore, even the plates and pots were not spared, they were clean.

Su Jing didn't stay in the kitchen for too long. After giving a high price, he left.

On the street, Su Jing and Zhu Biao were walking around casually.

"Master Su, these shredded sweet potatoes are really delicious."

Zhu Biao smacked his lips and said, "It's a pity that I used too much sugar, so ordinary people are afraid they can't afford it."

You should know that white sugar was introduced to China in the Song Dynasty, and the method of making white sugar in ancient times was mainly sugarcane.

Sugar cane can not be grown anywhere, so the yield of sugar is naturally not large, so the price will naturally increase.

For the ancient people, it was better to buy some sweet fruits than to eat sweet potatoes.

“There is always a time to afford it.”

Su Jing looked at Zhu Biao and said, "He always felt that he was a student who was a little too worried about the country and the people."

Although it is not bad, it is not good to always put such a heavy burden on yourself at a young age.

"Well, what Master Su said, students believe it!"

Zhu Biao nodded and replied seriously.

Su Jing smiled and said, "Although I can't beat the price of this shredded sweet potato for the time being, I'm still a little sure about the malt sugar."

Sweet potatoes can make sugar, but in fact, it is not just sweet potatoes. Many crops with high starch content can make sugar.

Of course, what is made is not white sugar, but malt sugar, and cannot be used as shredded vegetables.

However, crops with high starch content are generally grains.

Now it is the early Ming Dynasty, and the food produced by the people must be given priority to fill their stomachs.

After all, after just experiencing war, I must have been garrisoned if I have excess food.

But it’s different with sweet potatoes.

When Zhu Biao heard Su Jing's words, he said solemnly: "Master Su, what should those ordinary people selling sugar be if the price of this malt sugar is reduced?"

In Lishui County, with Su Jing's study, Zhu Biao was immersively participating in the lives of the people, or survival.

Someone still does the malt sugar business.

If Su Jing really produces malt sugar in large quantities, those who sell sugar will be squeezed out of their living space.

They may rely on a little income to support their families.

"Yes, Niu Yi, you know how to think about the problem in many ways now."

Su Jing looked at Zhu Biao with a smile.

Zhu Biao said modestly: "Teacher Su teaches well, and students only apply what they have learned."

Su Jing did not pull and said directly: "But, what you see is still not comprehensive enough."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!