The Huangtaoyuan is a bit far away and the road is not easy to walk on.

Mrs. Shen and the others didn't dislike it at all, but instead felt like they were on an outing.

The yellow peaches have already started to be picked, and the local villagers are being recruited.

If you pick all the yellow peaches and make them into canned yellow peaches, but wait until the yellow peaches are fully ripe, the taste will not be as refreshing.

The day after Yan Bao bought the peach orchard, Mrs. Shen, who was good at taking care of these things, took over and arranged for a manager to be responsible for picking yellow peaches and canning jars that met Yan Bao's requirements.

A wine jar with an open top is used, and the yellow peaches can be divided into two or four.

Yan Bao regretted not having a glass jar, as that would look better.

The Shen family heard about glass for the first time. They didn’t know where Yan Bao knew about these strange things, but she said they must be good things.

They also heard Yan Bao's inner voice: "After this batch of canned yellow peaches is finished, I'll think about the glass jars. Without glass jars, canned yellow peaches are soulless."

Shen family: "......"

With a soul, can canned yellow peaches turn into fairies?

They were so scared that they shook their heads secretly, not daring to think too much.

The Thirteenth Prince looked at the fruit trees on the hilltop and asked in surprise, "Are they all yours?"

"Yes, mine." Yan Bao raised his eyebrows proudly: "You have also eaten canned food. What do you think of its taste? Do you want to eat it in winter?"

The Thirteenth Prince nodded: "I wanted to eat it, but unfortunately my mother poured it out. From now on, I will never let my mother touch my things again. Yanbao, don't be angry, I promise."

Yan Bao raised his eyebrows: "It depends on your performance. After all, there are some things that you have the final say on, not me."

The Thirteenth Prince frowned in confusion: "Yan Bao, are you not going to give me canned yellow peaches anymore?"

Yan Bao rolled his eyes: "If I don't give it to you, won't you buy it?"

If you want to eat for free, you’re dreaming!

She wants to sell it for money.

She gave it to you once, but not a second time. Don't even think about living off her.

The Thirteenth Prince's eyes lit up: "Then I'll buy a few more cans!"

"I won't sell it!" Yan Bao deliberately angered him. The Thirteenth Prince's face immediately fell, and he followed Yan Bao like a little tail, begging for mercy with his little mouth. He started with ten cans, and finally compromised to a can of yellow peach.

If it weren't for the fact that he felt sorry for him, Yan Bao wouldn't have agreed to anything.

Chief Minister Shen and Madam Shen also helped pick yellow peaches and found it quite interesting.

The picked yellow peaches were sent to a temporary processing plant prepared by Yan Bao, which was a bit far from the village.

There is no technical requirement to make canned yellow peaches. If it is done in the village, it is inevitable that others will learn it secretly, so commercial secrets must be kept.

We pick more than a thousand kilograms a day, but we don’t have enough manpower at the moment, so we dare not pick too much for fear that they will go bad. It’s better to hang the fruits on the trees.

Yan Bao knew that the workshop was a bit small, so he lamented that after making money this year, Yan Bao would definitely expand the factory.

When the yellow peaches arrive at the processing plant, specialized workers remove the cores, peel them, add water and sugar, and steam them in a pot.

They are basically steamed. Boiled ones taste worse and are easier to spoil.

The water that was boiled before was spoiled.

The steamed ones can be stored for a long time and are not easy to spoil. After turning them upside down for a while, they can be stored in the cellar with ice cubes. You can take them out and eat them in winter. How happy you are!

The yellow peaches did not produce many fruits in the first year, and the management was not as good as in later generations. They were not covered with insect-proof bags or anything like that. This was just natural growth, so there were fewer fruits and the quality of the fruit was a little worse.

Fortunately, the yield per mu is more than 1,000 kilograms, and including losses, it is about 1,000 kilograms.

There are more than 30 acres of land, which yields more than 30,000 kilograms.

There are two to three peaches per pound, and two peaches are packed in a can, which is the kind that is one-quarter peach. With the addition of sugar water, it looks good.

The cellar we dug was barely enough.

Yan Bao didn't expect yellow peaches to weigh so much. The flesh is thick and a little heavier than ordinary peaches.

Yan Bao was busy making canned yellow peaches for half a month.

The emperor ate a can of yellow peaches a day, and Yan Bao ate a lot of them. Finally, at Yan Bao's expectation, he gave Yan Bao's canned yellow peaches a name: Jun Xiji.

Yan Bao: “?”

The emperor also said: "It means I like it, so I named it Junxi. What do you think?"

Yan Bao curled his lips in his heart, he didn't expect that the emperor was also bad at naming.

Forget it, if Yan Bao didn't want to take advantage of the emperor's popularity, she wouldn't want the emperor to name it. She thought Chen Ji Shop was fine.

This is the era of imperial power. Only if you are labeled as an emperor will the royal relatives and aristocratic families be willing to pay money.

Her canned yellow peaches are not cheap. Ordinary people cannot afford them, so she can only sell them to rich people.

Wouldn't this cater to their tastes and be high-end?

Thinking of this, Yan Bao smiled and gave a thumbs up, praising the emperor without thinking, which made the emperor laugh. He felt very accomplished and wrote a calligraphy for Yan Bao, which was the name of the canned yellow peaches.

Later, the emperor's handwriting was used to enhance the level of prestige.

The emperor heard from Chief Minister Shen that this can was invented by Yan Bao herself. He didn't expect that the little girl had such a good brain. At such a young age, she could not only eat but also make money. She was different from the little princesses in the palace who only knew how to compete for favor.

Among the four classes of people, scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans, merchants are the lowest class and are looked down upon.

But the emperor thought that since the girl didn't need to take the imperial examination, if she wanted to make money, then let her do it, as long as she was happy.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to eat such delicious canned yellow peaches.

Besides, she doesn't have to pay taxes on the money she earns.

In the end, you will benefit.

Thinking of this, the emperor strongly supported Yan Bao's canned yellow peach business.

During this period, the Thirteenth Prince went out every day. Concubine Li was quite dissatisfied and scolded the Thirteenth Prince a few words. The Thirteenth Prince frowned, and his curse immediately came into effect. Concubine Li suddenly developed a high fever, and also had toothache, leg pain, and earache.

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