Chapter 42 How Deep Can You Dig?
The more common items at the market are malt sugar and granulated sugar.
The former comes from malt. Rice sprouts can also be used to make sugar, but their utilization efficiency is not as good as malt, and they generally cost six coins per ounce.
The latter comes from sugarcane. Crystallized sugar is obtained by neutralizing and precipitating impurities in sugarcane juice with wood ash or lime. It is easy to store and convenient to transport. It usually costs ten cents per ounce and is a high-end product.
If Sang Yu bought the sugar and purified it into icing sugar herself, and then sold the icing sugar to other prosperous cities, she would definitely make a lot of money, but she had no money.
When starting from scratch, the most difficult thing is often the start-up capital. As long as you can get the first pot of gold, the rest will grow like a snowball.
What Sang Yu is thinking about now is to use the golden berries to make sugar and then sell it to Lingnan City.
There are still many golden berries on the mountain, and all they need to provide is firewood and some rice seedlings. It can be said to be a business with almost no capital.
As for the manpower consumed, human resources are the least valuable nowadays.
After hearing her plan, everyone in the Sang family was shocked. Sang Yongjing even asked directly, "Yu'er, can you really do what you said?"
He knew about sugar, and when he had a poor appetite, he would ask the kitchen to prepare a pot of white porridge.
After taking it out of the pot, sprinkle some black sugar with dates. It is sweet and very appetizing. You can eat two big bowls in one meal.
He also knew that sugar was made from the juice of sugarcane, but he didn't expect that the fruit Sang Yu brought back yesterday could also be used to make sugar.
"Of course, I said we will have money to build a house." Sang Yu said with full confidence.
She has many ideas of how to make money, but they either require time or shelter.
There are many things that you can't just sell and make a lot of money.
Sugar making, wine making, soap, etc., which one is not a good thing that can occupy the market, but can they hold on to it?
They are now just ordinary people with no power or influence. It is easy to take out many good things, but it is difficult to keep them.
Just like this time of making sugar, she only planned to make crystallized sugar instead of the more advanced frosting, let alone the common white sugar in modern times.
You don't have to do everything perfectly. Only by keeping up with the development of the times can you make money steadily.
The evening chat lasted for a very long time. Finally, everyone was so sleepy that they fell into a deep sleep with beautiful expectations for tomorrow.
The first thing Sang Yu did when he woke up early in the morning was to go to see the rice seeds.
The local temperature in Lingnan is still quite high now. In just one night, all the soaked rice seeds sprouted.
Thin milky white sprouts emerge from the top of the rice seeds, some of which are almost as long as the rice seeds.
Sang Xinghao stretched his head over to take a look: "Sister, what are these white things?"
At his age, he is full of curiosity about everything and wants to understand the principles behind everything.
"These are rice seedlings. If it is the sowing season, you can bury them in the soil now." Sang Yu explained to him very patiently, changed the water again, and continued to cover them with cattail leaves to keep them moist.
"Yu'er, can't this be used?" Sang Yongjing was also watching silently from the side. Seeing her covering the rice seeds again, he couldn't help but ask.
Sang Yu shook her head: "We have to wait at least one day."
What she wanted were rice seedlings, and the newly sprouted rice seeds obviously did not meet her requirements.
"Ah? So what are we going to do today?"
Sang Yongjing was very anxious. Being rejected by the Sang family yesterday really chilled his heart. Now he especially wanted to do something to prove his ability.
Sang Yu rubbed her chin gently with her fingers, and suddenly a good idea came to her mind: "Let's go into the mountains to dig yams today."
She almost forgot that there was a yam buried deep in the mountain that had not been dug out yet.
"Yam? What is it?" He had never heard of this name.
Even in the capital city, which has the most abundant resources, there are many local special ingredients that have never been heard of or tasted.
"Hmm... an ingredient that tastes pretty good." Sang Yu was a little tired of eating cattail leaves. Even if you eat delicacies from land and sea every day, you will get tired of them one day. It's a good time to change the taste.
"Then let's go now?" Sang Yongjing still didn't know what she was talking about, but since it was food, he would get it back first.
Sang Yu shook his head: "We have to go to the canyon to borrow some tools first."
The yams are buried deep underground. If a few people dig them out with their bare hands without shovels, it will probably take forever to dig them out.
Sang Yu acted quickly. Xiaohu was quite famous in the canyon. She asked someone at random and got the location of his home.
After spending two cents to rent two shovels and a hatchet, Sang Yu went straight back to the shed without delay.
There are three people going up the mountain today, Sang Yu, Sang Yongjing and Xie Qiujin.
As for Sang Xingjia, who had been trying to get up and follow the team, he was forced to stay behind because his leg injury had not healed.
It was the first time for Xie Qiujin to go into the mountains seriously. She was full of curiosity about her surroundings. From time to time, when she saw some new and unusual plants, she would ask Sang Yu if they were edible.
Sang Yu has always been very patient with her family, explaining everything to them one by one.
When they reached the bamboo forest, Xie Qiujin didn't feel tired at all.
Sang Yu took out the hatchet from his backpack, walked to a straight bamboo and chopped it down with one stroke.
“Snap—”
The hatchet hit the bamboo, making a dull sound, but it did not cut the bamboo directly as Sang Yu had imagined. Most of the blade was stuck in the bamboo.
“…” This knife is too blunt. It can’t even cut a bamboo. How can it really be used to cut wood?
He pulled out the hatchet with all his strength and chopped it down again at the cut, and this time he finally split the bamboo in half.
The cut bamboo slowly fell down with the rustling sound of branches breaking and the sound of bamboo leaves rubbing against each other.
Her sudden action left the Sang couple a little confused.
Sang Yongjing asked: "Yu'er, why are you cutting bamboo?" Didn't you say you were going to dig yams?
Sang Yu used a hatchet to cut off all the thin branches on the bamboo and replied, "Cut some bamboo and bring it over for support, otherwise the pit will collapse."
The couple looked at each other and saw confusion in each other's eyes.
What pit? What collapse? Do I need support to dig a yam? How deep can I dig?
Sang Yongjing and Xie Qiujin continued to dig the soil with shovel after shovel, and they began to doubt their lives.
Are there really yams underneath? I feel like the hole I dug now could be used to bury a coffin.
Sang Yu used cut bamboo to reinforce the four corners of the pit and supported the soil around it to prevent it from collapsing.
Seeing the expressions on their faces, he couldn't help but laugh: "How about I do the digging for a while?"
"No, Mom and Dad are not tired." How could they let the child do hard labor when there are two adults around?
The palms of his hands were sore from being rubbed. The blisters from the last time Sang Yongjing chopped wood had not yet healed, and many new blisters had appeared.
Xie Qiujin was not in a much better condition. Her hands were already delicate and had never done this kind of work.
However, after just a few diggings with the shovel, blisters appeared, but she endured it and didn't say anything.
Both of them were gritting their teeth and holding on, but no one knew how much longer they could hold out. The pit they had dug was already up to their waists, and if they dug any deeper, it would be difficult to climb out.
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