Chapter 125 is not too late.



It can turn sorghum stalks, which can only be used for burning, into a valuable resource.

He Fengmian became interested and, without even asking any questions, said directly, "Then please ask Doctor Shu to teach us how to do it."

This transformation from initial skepticism to complete trust took only six months.

Luo Chenxuan, who was standing next to him, was also very interested and asked curiously, "Sister-in-law, what can we do with these straws?"

Shulan said, "It can be used to make sugar, and corn stalks can too. But if it were me, I could probably only make syrup and icing sugar. I'm not sure if it could be made into sugar. No, no, even if the stalks can't, wheat can be used to make sugar. I know how to make those..."

The more she talked, the more surprised she became, her eyes crinkling with laughter: "That's right, how come I never thought of that before?"

She genuinely hadn't thought about this, but added, "It's not too late."

In ancient times, sugar was fine for nobles and the wealthy, but for ordinary people it was a luxury because it was scarce and therefore expensive.

In places like the border town, sugar is even scarcer, more expensive than salt.

She had heard Chen Ma say before that even coarse white sugar cost more than thirty coins per pound.

Looking at all these sorghum and corn stalks, she suddenly realized that they could be used to make sugar, because she had seen people do it before, except that they made syrup.

Even if it's syrup, it's still a sweet thing, something that everyone likes. Although syrup has limited uses, it can be used to make candied fruit, canned goods, and stir-fries. It can even be packaged in jars and sold.

The leftover residue can be burned, making full use of the straw. At the same time, it can also be used to make syrup to sell, which can generate a lot of money.

Upon hearing that these sorghum and corn stalks could be used to make syrup and sugar, even He Fengmian was somewhat uncertain: "How?"

His eyes began to heat up as he looked at her: "Shulan, could you tell me more about it?"

Shulan said, "We'll talk about it when we get back."

"OK."

Because of this, the carriage unconsciously sped up considerably.

When they returned to the clinic, Uncle Rong and Aunt Chen were overjoyed to see He Xiaobao, whom they hadn't seen for three months.

The chubby little boy was incredibly sweet-talking, saying in his childish voice, "I miss Grandpa Rong, I miss Grandma Lu, I miss..."

Since she started speaking more fluently, her sweet tongue has become incredibly charming, making everyone smile.

Although he was reluctant to part with his aunt, knowing that she had something to do, he obediently let everyone carry him to the food stall, where he happily ate this and that.

Shulan led He Fengmian to the backyard and began to explain how to make sugar from straw: "I've seen it before, it's used to make syrup, it can't form sugar, but wheat sprouts can definitely be made into sugar. It's just that I don't know anything about this, you'll have to ask someone reliable to study it yourself."

She has absolutely no talent when it comes to cooking.

Seeing him nod, she began to explain: "Like this syrup, it's like sugarcane; you extract the juice and boil it over a fire. But how do you turn it into sugar? I tried making it once before, and it only turned into a paste."

Making sugar from wheat is easier, but the wheat can't be germinated for too long, otherwise it will affect the taste and texture of the maltose. As for the straw, you need to make a juicer bed first to extract the juice from the sorghum.

She started drawing a juicer bed with a charcoal pencil, explaining as she drew: "This can also be used to juice sugarcane and make sugar."

Compared to those weapons, this simplified version of a juicer bed is actually much simpler.

The reason she knew this was because her family had an old object when she was a child, which they sometimes used to extract juice from medicinal herbs. Even though technology has advanced, they have never been willing to throw it away.

After finishing the drawing, Shulan began to explain some things she knew.

He Fengmian said, "I will have people bring over the sorghum and corn stalks, as well as the wheat you mentioned. I will also have people prepare it. I will need your help and guidance at that time."

"good."

With He Fengmian making the preparations, she doesn't need to worry about anything.

When she arrived in the lobby, everyone greeted her, saying, "Dr. Shu."

She greeted people, and Xiao Cui came up to her, saying happily, "Miss, Miss."

Seeing her like this, Shulan asked with a smile, "Is there something good happening?"

Xiao Cui grinned: "Nothing good. It's just that Madam Zhou came over yesterday and asked me to give her a massage. She praised me for giving her a very good massage."

"This is great news! Now you can graduate from your apprenticeship."

Xiao Cui has no talent in medicine, but she is quite good at massage techniques and beauty treatments.

This is fine too.

Xiao Cui, however, was modest: "I still have a lot to learn."

"It's okay, take your time to learn. Once you've mastered these skills, you can open your own beauty salon if you want in the future."

Xiao Cui immediately pouted: "I don't want to. I just want to be with Miss. Wherever Miss is, I will be there."

She learned these skills not so that she could leave, but so that she could help her mistress and not want her mistress to suffer too much.

Look at this little girl, who has grown quite a bit taller in just six months because she eats well.

He gently patted her head and said softly, "Okay."

After all the patients left, the clinic was empty.

He looked at his fellow disciples and said, "Your master has returned. Do you want to go back to the military camp?"

Actually, she didn't want them to go back to the military camp.

With them around, I can save myself a lot of trouble.

If something happens to me, there's no one here to help, and they can even help teach their apprentices, which saves me a lot of trouble.

But since their master has returned, we should at least ask for their consent.

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