"No, I can't. I still have something to do at home, so I'm anxious to go back."

Although Liu Tingan wanted to taste something so delicious, he still held back.

He couldn't cause trouble to Brother Cui just for this little food.

With that said, he quickly walked towards the yard.

Jiang Zhiluo didn't say much.

There happened to be two boxes of leeks that were ripe. Jiang Zhiluo wrapped two of them in oil paper, handed them to Cui Hejin and said, "You can give them to your friends as they were just made."

After handing it to Cui Hejin, Jiang Zhiluo turned around and continued to stare at the leek box in the pot, turning it from time to time to prevent the leek box from getting burnt.

Cui Hejin walked to the yard, and when he came to the door, he handed the two chive boxes wrapped in oil paper to Liu Ting'an and said: "Take it!"

"Brother Cui, I..." Liu Ting'an was very embarrassed.

Cui Hejin was as cool and cold as ever, and said: "If you treat me as a friend, just take it."

Liu Ting'an knew that Brother Cui looked cold-tempered, but he was actually a very nice person.

"Then...then I'm not welcome."

"Um."

Liu Ting'an couldn't help but take a bite. Although it was a little hot, the fragrance left on his lips and teeth, "Brother Cui, I didn't expect your wife's cooking to be so delicious."

Cui Hejin's expression changed, and he said calmly: "Maybe!"

Liu Ting'an knew that Cui Hejin was not willing to talk much, but he didn't mind. He was smiling all over his face while eating delicious food.

When Liu Tingan left, he did not forget to remind Cui Hejin that he was going to school tomorrow.

Cui Hejin nodded.

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After Jiang Zhiluo fried all the leek boxes, it was getting dark, so she finally boiled out the sugar.

After it's boiled, she takes it out and puts it away. After it cools down, she can cut it into pieces of brown sugar.

Mrs. Cui looked at the color and rubbed her eyes vigorously to make sure she saw it correctly, "Zhiluo, it's really boiled. Is this brown sugar?"

Jiang Zhiluo knew that her mother couldn't believe it, so she picked up a small piece with her chopsticks and handed it to Mrs. Cui and said, "Mom, you have a taste and you will know if it is true."

Mrs. Cui carefully put it into her mouth and tasted it. Her eyes lit up instantly. Her eyes widened with excitement, "Zhiluo, it's really sweet. It has a very sweet taste, just like the taste of brown sugar."

Mrs. Cui immediately became excited when she thought that brown sugar was so expensive and hard to buy.

The hands holding the chopsticks were a little shaky and unsteady.

She really felt like she was in a dream.

My daughter-in-law is so awesome, she can even make brown sugar.

So, if my daughter-in-law says she can make candles, she can definitely make them too.

It was hard to see clearly now. Jiang Zhiluo went to the yard to look at the small wooden barrels and found that the grease candles had cooled down.

She used a knife to split the outer barrel shell.

This is what a candle looks like.

Jiang Zhiluo happily took it into the house and lit one with flint.

"Mom, look, this is a rosin candle."

Mrs. Cui nodded happily, "Yes, it's bright, it's really bright, it's a candle."

Jiang Zhiluo took out the other eight candles, took out one and handed it to Mrs. Cui and said, "Mom, this one is for you, you can use it at night, this one is for us to use in the house, put these five away first."

Mrs. Cui looked at the candle in front of her, and she still had an unreal feeling.

She held it with both hands.

The color of this candle is a bit dark, which is completely different from the red candle, but it can burn and illuminate the same without affecting it at all.

Just buying so many candles would cost at least several hundred pennies.

So Mrs. Cui held it carefully, for fear of falling.

"Mom, it's okay. I can do it after you use it."

This candle just doesn't look good, but it works just fine for lighting.

In this ancient time, many villages were built on the mountains.

The advantage of being built on a mountain is that it is convenient to cut and use firewood, and it is also convenient to collect and use whatever is on the mountain.

Mrs. Cui said happily: "Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work."

"Mom, it's not hard, it's easy to do."

She only got so much rosin halfway up the mountain. If she went further up the mountain, she might find more.

Moreover, there was a lot of rosin halfway up the mountain, and she only got a part of it.

The room is filled with a strong fragrance.

During the meal, Cui Hejin washed his hands and sat down. He was quiet from beginning to end.

Jiang Zhiluo looked at his quiet and beautiful expression, and felt that under the candlelight of the rosin candle, his cold eyebrows seemed to be dyed with a gentle color, and the shadows of the lights seemed to float in his picturesque pupils like twinkling stars.

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Looking at his appearance at this moment, Jiang Zhiluo couldn't help but think that if he was gentle, he should also be gentle and warm people's hearts.

Jiang Zhiluo's expression moved but she said nothing.

While eating, Mrs. Cui ate the leek box and praised it full of praise.

"Zhi Luo, these leeks are really good. They are delicious when stir-fried, and they are also delicious when wrapped in this leek box."

Mrs. Cui thought to herself, this is just like making steamed buns, with fillings inside, but the steamed buns are made of yeast dough. This leek box can be made without yeast dough, which is simpler and more delicious.

Since being exiled, she has never eaten such delicious food.

Mrs. Cui felt a little moved just by eating.

This leek box is indeed delicious.

Cui Hejin also ate quietly. Although he didn't say anything, Jiang Zhiluo saw that he ate more than usual, so she knew that he liked to eat these.

After dinner, Mrs. Cui packed her things, and Jiang Zhiluo fished out the wheat that had been soaked yesterday, then found a clean grate, spread a layer of clean cotton cloth on it, and spread the wheat flat.

After three or four days, you can make maltose.

But tomorrow morning you can go to the town to sell brown sugar and give it a try.

She plans to sell it piece by piece. If it is sold by the kilogram, ordinary people cannot afford it.

Most people just buy one or two pieces.

Jiang Zhiluo plans to sell them piece by piece, so that ordinary people may be willing to spend one or two cents to buy each piece.

She planned to sell it for two cents a piece.

The brown sugar boiled with beets in the afternoon was cut into about thirty or forty pieces.

You can earn more than seventy cents.

This does not include the cost of beets, because beets are a vegetable grown at home.

If we use beets to make more brown sugar later, we will have to collect it from the village.

After deducting the cost of beets, you can get almost 60 pence.

The main reason is that beets are cheap, costing almost a penny per pound.

If you collect it in the village, the price may be cheaper.

If you can sell it every day, you can earn at least one silver a month, not counting the maltose or food business later.

If everyone is doing well in business, there will naturally be no need to save so much on food.

Now that you have some capital, you can do some other business later. When you earn more, you can buy a foundation and build a tile-roofed house.

The current Cui family's house is an upright house, and it is also a mud house. The place is too small and there is no courtyard wall.

She wanted to build a better house in the style she designed so that the family could live comfortably and it would be much easier to wash and shower at night.
Chapter completed!