Originally, everyone thought that Liu Mang was a veritable prodigal, but now everyone's jaw dropped.
The proportion of the three colors of sugar in the funnel is 50% white sugar, 30% brown sugar, and 20% brown sugar residue.
The brown sugar alone is enough to cover the cost of black syrup, and the white sugar part is pure profit.
Needless to say, the three brothers Liu, Guan, and Zhang, they are all fierce generals who have been fighting abroad for many years, so naturally they don't know such tricks.
"Mr. Shui Jing, can you explain it to us?"
Liu Bei's words are equivalent to inserting into Sima Hui's lung tube!
If I knew, how could I be so surprised?
"Ahem! Uncle Liu Huang, this is the first time we have seen the master's method of making sugar. The teacher is not familiar with it, so it is normal."
Pang Tong opened his mouth to honor Sima Hui.
"My eldest nephew! Please tell my third uncle, why is this black syrup mixed with yellow mud and turned into brown sugar and white sugar?"
Zhang Fei was delighted, and then he followed Sima Hui's example, dipped his hand in some sugar and put it in his mouth.
It's sweet and dense, far beyond the comparison of brown sugar!
"Uncle San, there are pigment impurities in brown sugar. The yellow mud can absorb pigment impurities, so brown sugar and white sugar appear."
Liu Mang explained briefly, but everyone was confused. What is pigment impurity?
"My eldest nephew, won't our Xinye have no shortage of sugar in the future?"
Zhang Fei was very excited. This soup was a valuable tonic and could not be enjoyed by anyone but high-ranking officials.
Nowadays, sugar cane is grown in the south to boil brown sugar, and a few people use plant ash and duck egg white to decolorize brown sugar.
The method of making white sugar has not been discovered yet, and Liu Mang's technique directly refreshed everyone's outlook.
As the pinnacle of Chinese sugar-making technology, the yellow mud decolorization method has been used until the industrial era. For Liu Bei and others, it is simply a miraculous skill.
"Try them all."
When Liu Mang spoke, Guan Yu was no longer polite, and Pang Tong followed closely behind. He grabbed a large handful of sugar and put it into his mouth.
"Pang Shiyuan! Watch your behavior!"
"Sir, it doesn't have to be like this, Mr. Liu Mang is my beloved disciple!"
In the eyes of Mr. Fengchu, no matter how powerful Liu Mang is, he is still his student and disciple. What's wrong with eating some sugar?
Can the matter of being a scholar be called shameless?
Liu Bei couldn't help but taste it. It was the first time for him to taste white sugar with such a dense texture.
Deng Ai even had tears in his eyes, truly explaining what it means to be so delicious that you can cry.
"Dad, give these sugars to my mother and Aunt Gan."
Liu Mang smiled and said: "You can see clearly how to make sugar. You don't need me to teach you a second time, right?"
Pang Tong and Sima Hui looked livid, they knew how much profit this sugar making process could bring to Liu Bei!
"Uncle, please rest assured that my master and apprentice will keep their mouth shut and will not reveal the art of making sugar!"
Sima Hui first expressed his attitude.
"Pang Shiyuan is my favorite disciple. If your uncle doesn't give up, you can let him serve under you!"
Sima Hui did not specify that Pang Tong was Mr. Fengchu.
Liu Mang was a little impatient. Isn't it just a yellow mud decolorization method? How about Sima Laoer compensate Mr. Fengchu to my father?
"Ahem! Your husband has great ambitions. This is not the place for my father to live! I hope he will find another job!"
Liu Mang did not hesitate and rejected Pang Tong on behalf of his father Liu Bei.
"Hmph! How could I have the same unrealistic dream as Kong Ming!"
"To be honest with you, in a few days, I will go to Jiangdong to meet Wu Hou Sun Quan as promised by Zhou Gongjin."
Pang Tong was happy in his heart. The Sun family in Jiangdong relied on the natural dangers of the Yangtze River to advance, attack, retreat and defend. They had great achievements!
What's more, Sun Quan was young and his opinions showed that he was a British ruler!
If Kong Ming chooses to assist Liu Bei, then he will assist Sun Quan. After Cao Cao is eliminated, the Crouching Dragon and the Phoenix will have another showdown!
Pang Tong was extremely arrogant and he was never willing to lose to Zhuge Liang.
Otherwise, he would not have fought for the merit of entering Sichuan and died in Luofengpo in the end.
"Sir, since we have a good relationship and you are no better than my Mr. Kong Ming, I will give you some advice."
Brat!
Pang Shiyuan heard Liu Mang speak and said patiently: "What do you think, Mr. Liu Mang?"
Liu Mang felt very tired from stirring the syrup just now, so he simply sat down on the floor.
His behavior seemed quite disrespectful to the late Eastern Han Dynasty, when the ritual of kneeling and sitting was highly respected.
Liu Bei wanted to reprimand the traitor, but he found that Mr. Shui Jing was sitting cross-legged like the traitor.
"Uncle, there is no need to be formal. We are all acquaintances, so why should we be polite?"
Sima Hui would not tell Liu Bei that the kneeling ceremony made his legs hurt.
"I would like to ask you all, who are the people Sun Quan in Jiangdong relies on?"
When Liu Mang spoke, Pang Tong sneered and said, "Young master, please don't test me! Sun Quan will ask Zhang Zhao for domestic affairs and Zhou Yu for foreign affairs!"
"There are also Sun family veterans Cheng Pu, Huang Gai, Han Dang and others to assist! There are also generals Tai Shici, Zhou Tai, Jiang Qin, Dong Xi and others!"
"There are many heroes from Jiangdong, both civil and military, and the Marquis of Wu is young, he will certainly be able to accomplish something great!"
Speaking of the young Sun Quan, Liu Bei thought about himself. He was now in his forties and had been wandering for half his life, but he had to live in a new land. He couldn't help but feel sad.
"Sir, you are absolutely wrong!"
"The people Sun Quan relies on in Jiangdong, no matter old or young, are all handsome people!"
"Let's just talk about Zhou Yu, who was nicknamed 'Mei Zhou Lang'! Tai Shi Ci was also an extraordinary warrior!"
"Sun Quan is just a handsome dog! If you go, sir, you will definitely not be reused!"
"Who should I vote for, sir? Do I need to say more?"
The answer given by Liu Mang is obvious, go and have a good time with Cao Cao!
With Pang Tong joining, there will be no so-called chain strategy, and maybe Cao Cao will be able to win the Battle of Chibi!
Even if Chang Banpo manages to save his life, he will eventually be captured alive by Cao Cao. Good luck!
Unexpectedly, Pang Tong looked at Liu Bei on the side!
"Could it be that Liu Xuande is my wise master?"
Sima Hui smiled and nodded, "Shi Yuan, I'm afraid you already have the answer in your mind, right?"
Zhang Fei said even more rudely: "That drunkard! Here, no matter whether you are beautiful or ugly, those who are capable will be reused! Of course, I am not saying you are ugly..."
Bullying goes too far! Bullying goes too far!
Liu Mang's suggestion, in Pang Tong's eyes, was clearly to persuade him to join Liu Bei!
Wu Hou Sun Quan is Yan Gou?
Your father Liu Bei now only has Xinye, can he be called the Lord of the Ming Dynasty?
"Liu Mang! I put my words here today. If the Marquis of Wu is really a mediocre person who judges people by their appearance, as you say, I will definitely go to Xinye to seek refuge with your father!"
snort!
After that, Pang Tong walked away with a puff of his sleeves. When the chick finally spread its wings, Sima Hui stroked his beard and smiled softly.
Guan Yu was puzzled and asked: "Who is that gentleman? Why is he so proud?"
Is he arrogant? Second uncle, you are not bad either!
Liu Mang complained in his heart, and Sima Hui chuckled and said: "You can't say it! You can't say it! Mr. Liu Mang, it's better to challenge the general than to attack him! As I expected, Shi Yuan will definitely go to Xinye!"
Liu Mang couldn't argue, he asked Pang Tong to defect to Cao Cao!
Mr. Fengchu clearly understood it wrong!
Looking at his father Liu Bei again, his eyes now show great joy!
"Mang'er, my father misunderstood you before! You have made great contributions to the new country, and you have provoked that ugly... Mr. Drunk! God has mercy on me, Liu Bei, to have such a son, and there is hope for the revival of the Han Dynasty!"
Liu Bei was very proud, but Liu Mang was autistic.