Han Xiao poured some of the sugar out of the wooden bottle and gave it to Lu Ming and Lu Qingyun to taste.
As expected, Lu Ming was so surprised by the quality and taste of the white sugar Han Xiao brought that he was speechless: "Is this... is this what the red lump made?"
Han Xiao nodded: "Yes, but that's not a red bump. To be more precise, it should be called a beet."
Lu Ming doesn’t care what he is called, it doesn’t matter what he is called, as long as it can make him money.
Feeling that he seemed a little too excited, he barely suppressed his excitement: "Ahem, what is the price, and can it be grown on a large scale?"
Seeing that Lu Ming was serious, Han Xiao told him the details about the beets. Han Xiao thought that he would only control the sugar, and let Lu Ming handle the other matters.
When Lu Ming heard this, he also said that if it were him, he had many capable people around him, so a small Li Sheng would be no problem.
The two discussed the details again. This time, the conversation lasted from the evening to the night. Lu Ming still felt a little reluctant to leave. It was so worry-free to do business with Han Xiao. What a coincidence that Han Xiao felt the same way.
"But you can't buy out the sugar production this time. Let's try another way of cooperation." Han Xiao told Lu Ming his idea.
Lu Ming poured Han Xiao a cup of hot tea: "What? How do you want to cooperate this time?"
"I'll provide the technology, you'll provide the money, and we'll split it 40-60. How about that?"
Lu Ming laughed out loud when he heard this: "You little brat, you're not going to take any loss at all. 460 is not okay, 370 is the deal. It's too late and I don't want to argue with you any more."
Han Xiao picked up the teacup and took a sip. "Uncle Lu, you're not following the rules. Business is all about give and take."
"Hmph, you and I are just treating each other like strangers. How can we be treated the same way as family members?" Lu Ming glanced at him.
Han Xiao stopped talking. It was not his original intention to have a 4:6 ratio. He still had to leave some room for Lu Ming to make money.
However, Han Xiao also understood that once white sugar made from beets came out, it would definitely have a significant impact on the current market.
But that was all a matter for the future and had nothing to do with Han Xiao at the moment. He left the sugar-making recipe with him and the two of them signed the contract before preparing to go back.
Lu Qingyun didn't say much when the two were talking. He didn't expect that Han Xiao, who didn't seem to be very good at doing things, could think so much.
No wonder his father kept talking about him. Thinking about it, he asked his old father: "Dad, where does Han Xiao come from? Why do you care so much about him?"
Lu Ming was in a good mood at the moment, and he happily responded to his son's question: "Didn't I tell you that my classmate's son is like a tiger father and a dog son?"
"Classmate?" Lu Qingyun had some impression of Han Mingyuan, but he was not very familiar with him. It seemed that Lu Mingyuan often visited his house when his father was studying, but they had not been in contact for a long time afterwards.
More than ten years have passed in a flash. Han Mingyuan's son has grown up so much and is so powerful. People thought that the Han family would be forgotten by everyone. With Han Xiao around, it might be possible for him to catch the master's eye in the future.
After all, his father's recent performance has been very good, and he has been praised many times by his superiors. These were all brought by Han Xiao. In addition to the white sugar this time, even if Lu Qingyun was stupid, he understood that the time for their Lu family had come.
On Han Xiao's way back from Yipinlou, it started snowing again. Han Xiao suddenly thought of a line from a modern internet post: "If we could get caught in the snow together one day, we would grow old together in this life."
As I was thinking, I thought of the young master. I haven't seen him for several days. I wonder what he is doing now. It's so cold now, he must be asleep.
I don’t know why, but my longing for him seems to be growing wildly, clamoring to see him like crazy.
But it was already very late. Although there was no curfew here, it would not be nice to disturb them on such a cold night. However, Han Xiao would feel crazy if he didn't go.
I'll just go over and take a look, not go in, Han Xiao thought to himself.
He immediately quickened his pace, and was almost impatient to see the young master.
When he reached the outer wall of the Ruan family, the snow had stopped. Standing outside the wall, Han Xiao felt as if he had a serious illness.
I was a little speechless, but since people were already here, I just walked around.
On the other side of the wall, Chuyi and Shiwu of the Ruan family were still coaxing the young master to sleep.
This time, the young master held the storybook and kept acting coquettishly: "Good Chuyi, just let me read for a while, I will definitely sleep in a while!"
Chuyi has become immune to the young master's coquettish behavior: "You just said that, and it has been several hours now."
"But I can't sleep." The young master sat on the bed and kept stirring his fingers.
Chuyi sighed. The young master had never been like this before. It was all Han Xiao's fault. There had been no news for several days, and he didn't even bother to ask someone to come to the mansion to report the news.
"Okay, then let's watch it for a little while and go to bed right after that. You haven't slept well for several nights, young master." Chuyi had no choice but to compromise, thinking that if Han Xiao didn't come tomorrow, he would arrange someone to investigate what was going on.
The young master nodded immediately: "Yeah, by the way, Chuyi, what do you think Brother Han Xiao is doing now? He hasn't come to see me for several days."
As he spoke, his tone became depressed. Han Xiao had never stayed away from him for so long.
And I also heard about Han Xiao’s heroic act of saving a beauty on the street a few days ago. Could it be that Brother Han Xiao has been harassed by other beauties?
The more the young master thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He suddenly felt like the original wife in the storybook who was picking wild vegetables.
Seeing the young master about to cry, Chuyi quickly comforted him: "No, don't think too much, young master. If you are worried, I will ask someone to go to the Han family to ask tomorrow, okay?"
The young master was still somewhat reluctant, and felt that the notebook in his hand was meaningless.
He threw the notebook away and said, "Forget it, let's go to sleep." Then he picked up the quilt to cover his head, indicating that he wanted to rest.
Chuyi could only lower the curtains for the young master so that he could have a good rest.
Just as he was about to go out after tidying up the young master, he was bumped into by the flustered Fifteen.
"Hey, Fifteen, what are you doing in such a hurry? If you make trouble for the young master, I'll break your legs."
Fifteen stuck out his tongue, not taking Chuyi's angry words to heart, but just said stealthily: "Young Master, are you asleep yet?"
Chuyi rolled his eyes at him unhappily: "I was just about to go to sleep, and I guess you woke me up again now."
Fifteen scratched his head embarrassedly: "Oh, I didn't know what to do either, so I came here to ask you."
"What?" Chuyi didn't quite understand what was going on. What could have happened so late at night that would make Shiwu helpless?
Fifteen hesitated for a moment, then leaned over to Chuyi's ear and whispered, "Just now I heard someone in the dark report that Han Xiao is outside our door."
"What?" Chuyi screamed in surprise.
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