Chapter 39: People with intellectual talents are really good at talking nonsense

The second brother frowned slightly and remained silent for a while.

The little girl blinked her eyes innocently, and then the second brother concluded: "Xinbao must be a person with innate wisdom."

Brother Tang Si was washing the sea buckthorn and asked from a distance, "What is Su Hui?"

The second elder brother said, "It is the wisdom acquired from many lifetimes... Buddha said that if a person with past wisdom encounters a great opportunity in this life, it may gradually reveal itself... This kind of blessing can only be encountered but not sought, and it is unique among millions of people."

"Wow? So amazing?" Brother Tang Si was surprised and said, "No wonder Xinbao knows about herbs."

Brother Tang also said: "Xinbao, this is called surviving a great disaster, there will be blessings in the future!"

Why??

The little girl looked at her second brother with her big, sharp eyes and said, "You cultured people are really good at making up stories... and you actually made it out like this."

The saying about wisdom from past lives was actually true. She studied and worked like crazy in her previous life, and now thinking about it, it was not wasted. She could easily win in this life and feel very happy.

So Naituanzi felt relieved and took the initiative to go over to help.

The soft balls of milk were squeezed everywhere, and Brother Tang Si had to push the basin away so that she could squat over. She took them from the basin and then handed them to him, contributing the greatest strength a three-year-old baby could contribute.

Brother Tang washed a piece of cloth to filter, squeezed out the juice handful by handful, and boiled a little to try first.

At first they thought that if you put pear juice on the fire, it would just boil at best. How could it be possible to boil it thick or thin?

But after simmering for half an hour, it actually became thicker.

Both the eldest brother Tang and the fourth brother Tang were cheered up, which proved that this method really worked!

Even the second brother couldn't help it and sat at the kitchen door to watch.

Naituanzi was tired of squatting, so he came over and sat on his feet, watching from a distance.

Ever since she became a cub, she found that sitting on someone's feet was really a VIP throne. It wouldn't dirty her clothes and she could lean on someone without tiring her brother.

Four pairs of eyes stared eagerly. After a while, Brother Tang sniffed: "It's burnt, I smell burnt!"

Brother Tang quickly pulled out some firewood and concluded, "It seems that when it gets thick, the fire needs to be lowered."

Tang Si Ge said, "I've seen that when my mother stir-fries sugar, it tends to get mushy."

Milk ball commented on the side: "Stir it."

"Do you want to stir it?" Brother Tang stood up with his sleeves rolled up, stirring it slowly, saying from time to time: "It feels heavier when I try it, and it's getting thicker and thicker."

After burning it for a while, he said, "Why do I feel like it's done?"

Fourth Brother Tang also stood up and stirred it. When he raised the spoon, a thread hung out and slowly dripped down.

Fourth Brother Tang said, "I think we need to hold on for a while longer."

The whole kitchen was filled with sweet fragrance, and Milk Ball's mouth was watering down to his chin. Brother Tang saw it and laughed, "Scoop some out and let Xinbao have a taste."

Naituanzi nodded vigorously, feeling that his job was very important: "Xinbao, try it first."

So the eldest brother Tang scooped out a small bowl, put a cloth under it, and took a pair of chopsticks and put them in the second brother's hand. The little kid couldn't wait to stand up, grabbed the chopsticks with his little hands, dipped a little, and licked it impatiently, his eyes narrowed: "Delicious!"

The fire was too high just now, and the sugar had a little burnt taste, but it was still delicious. It’s just not thick enough, so I could only pick up a little at a time, which is just right, and I don’t have to worry about getting burned.

The milk ball finished sucking quickly, and there was a little sugar on the corner of its mouth. Its little tongue rolled around but couldn't lick it for a long time. Its whole face couldn't help but turn to that side, looking silly and very cute.

The second brother looked at the greedy little cat with a smile, but he didn't expect that the next time she picked up the candy, she would put it to his mouth.

The second brother took a bite and found it hot and sweet. He took another chopstick of milk and turned around. The milk was about to drip as he walked. She used her other little hand to catch it and kept shouting anxiously, "De De! Big Brother!"

Brother Tang was still lighting the fire, and fearing that she would fall, he hurried over to taste it and said, "Xinbao, be good. Brother won't eat it anymore. Xinbao, eat it yourself."

Fourth Brother Tang also tried it, and then after he tasted it, he began to think about it.

After a while he asked, "Brother, are there many prickly pears in that patch?"

"There are quite a lot," said Brother Tang, "about 28 or 29 trees, and the fruits are densely hung."

Fourth Brother Tang said, "What do you think? We can pick more and boil them into sugar to sell. I've seen people selling syrup at temple fairs. They sell it for three coins after stirring it with two small sticks. It's very expensive! Just the little we boiled... are there ten kilograms of fruit? If we pour it out, it will be enough to fill a bowl. We can sell it for at least a few dozen or a hundred coins."

Brother Tang frowned and stopped moving his hands.

After a while, he started stirring again: "It's really good! That place is not easy to find. When we pick them, we should avoid people and don't let others know the location... I think they can still be sold for a few days."

Fourth Brother Tang was very excited: "Brother, how about this? Let's boil these first, and then sell them on the street. If it works, we can pick more in the dark. Sugar syrup won't go bad even if it's stored for ten days or half a month. As long as we pick it and take it home, it's ours. Why should we be afraid of others snatching it away?"

Brother Tang nodded and said, "I think it's okay. When we go there, if we can sell it, we can buy some more utensils, such as a big pot, so that it will be convenient to cook it next time."

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The second brother added: "When you are boiling the sugar, you have to be careful and don't let anyone watch you. This kind of thing is not something that everyone can do."

As he was talking, the sugar was running low. The second brother tried with two small sticks and found that it could be stirred. He said excitedly, "It works!"

After it is boiled, there is indeed only one bowl of it, which is of light golden color. Use two small sticks to pick it up, and then it will entwine with each other. The more it entangles, the thicker and brighter it becomes. It has a strong sea buckthorn aroma. When you bite it, it is chewy and sweet, and it tastes delicious.

Several people were very excited.

While I was busy, the fifth and sixth brothers came back and shouted as soon as they entered the door: "What a nice smell! What smells so nice! So sweet and fragrant!"

"Shh!" Fourth Brother Tang shushed them and motioned them to go into the kitchen. Naituanzi held the bowl in both hands and asked them to look.

The twins took one look and asked, "What is this? Is it candy?"

"It's candy," Fourth Brother Tang gave them the sticks and said a few simple words, "After you finish eating, go call Third Brother back."

"I'll go," Brother Tang straightened his clothes, "and tell Dad by the way."

Fourth Brother Tang was a little unhappy: "Dad will definitely say this and that and won't let me go."

Brother Tang hesitated to speak, patted his brother's shoulder soothingly, and left.

He came back after a while, bringing his silly third brother with him, and nodded to his younger brother.

Fourth Brother Tang was so happy that his eyes lit up.

The brothers worked together and quickly washed out two baskets of sea buckthorns. The third brother was strong, and he started to stir the sea buckthorns with movements like a meat grinder. When he rubbed his hands, the juice flowed down. In a short while, the two baskets of sea buckthorns were squeezed out of juice, filling a big pot.

Several people didn't even have the appetite to eat lunch, they were all extremely excited.

After the sugar is made, we discuss who will go.

As soon as they heard that they could ride on the new donkey cart, everyone wanted to go.

Although Fourth Brother Tang was very young and could not read a single word, he was very good at accounting and he was determined to go. Eldest Brother Tang was worried and wanted to go too. Second Brother wanted to buy some seal script or something, so he also wanted to go. The little kid huddled down, looking up with his little face, his eyes bright and full of anticipation, and it was obvious that he wanted to go too.

So the eldest brother Tang made the final decision: "This time, Erlang, Silang, Xinbao and I will go. Sanlang will go up the mountain to pick some fruits. When I come back, I will go up with you to carry them. Xiaowu and Xiaoliu will stay at home to look after the house and cut some small sticks. I will take you with me next time." He touched his brother's head soothingly: "Be good."

Looking at the lost expression of the little brat, Milk Ball looked away guiltily.

(End of this chapter)