Chapter 89 I wish I could empty it out
Sang Yu saw her stunned look and explained with a smile, "Even if we fill six bags, it's only about 120 kilograms. Based on the ratio of 1 to 4 for finished products, that's 30 kilograms of sugar, not too much. We can pick more."
There is also no explicit rule that all the sugar produced must be sold at once.
She plans to start a small business of candied fruits or sweet soup in the future, so it’s not a bad idea to stock up on some more sugar now.
Sugar is not like other things. As long as you take care to keep it away from moisture, it can be stored for a very long time.
"Thirty jin of sugar, six wen per liang, that's one thousand eight hundred wen!"
Sang Yongjing silently calculated the account, and when he got the final result, he couldn't help but exclaimed, just these few bags of fruit can be exchanged for 1,800 Wen?
"How about it? Are you motivated to come again now?" Sang Yu teased with a smile.
"Of course, let's go and come back quickly." Sang Yongjing became excited, as if he had been injected with chicken blood. He picked up the bag full of golden berries and put it on his shoulder.
He was more than motivated to come again. Looking at the long row of unpicked bushes in front of him, he wished he could clear them out.
The speed of returning is much slower than that of going out. The movement speed when carrying a load is completely different from that when carrying a light load. Moreover, carrying a heavy object on the shoulders will affect the field of vision, and one must walk more cautiously.
Although Sang Yu planned to come back later, he did not blindly pursue speed. Instead, he kept reminding Sang Yongjing and his wife.
"Walk slowly, watch your step, and don't rush."
It's still early, and there's definitely enough time to go back and forth. There's no need to ignore your own safety for the sake of speed. If you accidentally fall down the hillside, it will be a serious matter.
With her leading the way, Sang Yongjing behind her couldn't go any faster even if he wanted to, and could only follow her obediently.
It was not yet noon when the three of them walked out of the forest and returned to the shed. It was rare to see them come back so early. Sang Xingjia, who was practicing walking, hurried to meet them.
After three days of acupuncture, he walked much more steadily than before. Although his limp was still quite obvious, he could clearly feel the force on his injured foot.
"Dad, Mom, and little sister, why are you back so early? You haven't even cooked yet. I'll light the fire right away."
He took the two bags from Sang Yu's shoulders and limped back.
"Hey, Jiaer, stop busying yourself, we'll be leaving soon." Sang Yongjing called him.
"Ah? Not eating? Where are you going?" Sang Xingjia was confused and had no idea what they were planning to do.
"Dad, there's still time to eat. You have to eat enough to have strength." Sang Yu advised. She knew that Sang Yongjing wanted to save time and get into the mountains quickly, but there was no need to rush.
Her words were always most effective. Sang Yongjing looked embarrassed, but after a moment he nodded in agreement: "Okay, then we'll go after we finish eating."
Six large bags of golden berries were dumped on the ground, forming a small hill that looked quite spectacular.
"Wow, so many!" Sang Xinghao exclaimed and immediately reached out to take some. He had eaten golden berries before and knew they were very sweet.
Sang Yu quickly grabbed his arm and said, "Be careful of the thorns. It will hurt if you get pricked. I'll peel it for you."
Although golden berries are delicious, they are still very troublesome to eat. You have to peel them and remove the seeds, and there is not much actual flesh.
It would be difficult for a child of Sang Xinghao's age to have the patience to do that, and she was afraid that he would accidentally get his hands pricked by thorns.
"It's okay, sister. I'm not afraid of pain."
Sang Xinghao sometimes behaves very maturely and doesn't look like a seven-year-old child at all.
Perhaps it was a sudden change in his family that caused a child who should have been happy and innocent to grow up quickly and become independent and strong.
Usually the adults in the family are busy with their own things and there is no one to play with him. He never acts like a spoiled child or loses his temper and always entertains himself.
The only time he acted like a spoiled brat was when Sang Yu wanted to go to the city and he insisted on going with her.
In the past few days, she took Sang Xingjia to the city for medical treatment. He knew that his sister was going there for business and he no longer insisted on going with them. His behavior was really heartbreaking.
Sang Yu gently rubbed his little head and slowly taught him to scrape off the burrs on the skin of the golden cherry before peeling it.
She suddenly said something out of the blue: "After we move to Qingxi Village, Hao'er will have someone to play with."
"Really?" Sang Xinghao's eyes lit up. He hadn't played with kids of his age for a long time.
But remembering his first experience in Qingxi Village, he lowered his head again: "No, they don't like me."
"Who wouldn't like Hao'er?"
Sang Yu rubbed his face with both hands, squeezing his chubby little face into a ball, and said with a smile: "They are just a little shy. Once we settle down there, we can play together."
Sang Xinghao didn't resist, letting her rub and pinch his face, and asked a question with his crooked little mouth: "Don't they really dislike me?"
"Of course, our Hao'er is so smart and cute, everyone loves him."
Sang Yu praised Sang Xinghao so much that the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, as if he could imagine a tail wagging behind him.
After a simple meal and a short rest, the three of them picked up their bags and went back up the mountain.
As for the three people who stayed in the shed, they sat next to the pile of golden cherry fruits and began to remove the thorns and seeds.
Even Sang Xinghao put on gloves woven from cattail leaves and imitated his elder brother's movements to help.
Sang Yu estimated that even if they worked non-stop, they would not be able to finish so much by the time they came back.
I'm afraid I'll have to be busy all day tomorrow and won't be able to sell candy until the day after tomorrow.
But there is no urgent need for money at the moment, and it won’t have any impact the day after tomorrow or even later, so it doesn’t matter.
The three of them were much weaker than they were the first time they went up the mountain. They had to rest after walking a short distance. After crossing the ridge of the first mountain, the three of them sat together to rest.
Looking at the forest below, Sang Yongjing suddenly asked, "Yu'er, selling this much candy will bring in a lot of money. How can we take the money without attracting attention?"
He had been secretly thinking about this for a long time, but he just couldn't come up with a good idea.
When he had only a few hundred coins before, he would look like a potbellied man after carrying the money around.
Now, just the golden berries they just brought back would cost almost two thousand coins to make sugar, and they would not be able to carry them all when the time comes.
Sang Yu: ... She glanced at Sang Yongjing with some disdain. Why did her father seem to be a little bit stupid?
"Dad, have you ever thought that we can collect money?"
Sang Yongjing: ...
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