When Qiao Xin took out a palm-sized paper bag and revealed the white particles inside, Emperor Wu and others finally understood where she got her confidence from!
Xiaoyao Hou examined it, tasted it, and asked suspiciously, "Is this sugar?"
"Marquis Xiaoyao is very insightful!"
“Can mindfulness be so pure and delicate?”
"Of course it has been processed using special means. Compared to the large pieces of brown sugar and the sticky honey, this one is more convenient to carry and looks better."
"Needless to say, there's no comparison, right? The royal family and nobles of Southern Liang love sugar like their lives, if this thing goes through their borders, they will go crazy for it. I just don't know how many you have?"
Qiao Xin smiled and said, "I just don't know how much it's worth now?"
"The lowest price for brown sugar is five kilograms at the moment, and it's still in the market! I'm afraid the price will be even higher. I wonder where the old lady got the goods from, and how much she wants? I remember that no one in Dajing knows how to make sugar!"
Qiao Xin shook her head and said regretfully, "The price has not yet been set, and I am not sure how many kilograms it can produce. But according to my preliminary experiments, it takes ten kilograms of sugarcane to produce white sugar. You should be able to produce about a thousand kilograms, right?"
Xiaoyao Hou was dumbfounded. Does this mean that the Qiao family made it themselves?
"You guys do it yourself?"
Qiao Xin rolled her eyes at her. She looked young, but how could she be hard of hearing? "Of course. Why would I buy such luxury goods if I don't make them myself? Besides, I have too much money to spend. If we eat at home, rice candy and honey from various flowers are enough."
Several people suddenly raised their voices and asked incredulously, "You can also make candy?"
Qiao Xin thought their reaction was a bit strange. Aren't maltose and honey made from rice and wheat? It's not difficult. He remembered that the original owner had eaten it several times when he was a child!
"If I remember correctly, didn't this thing exist in the previous dynasty?"
Emperor Wu explained: "There were some in the previous dynasty, but the workplace technology at that time was not in the royal family but in the Wang family. The sugar-making workshops in the previous dynasty were basically controlled by the Wang family. They were passed down from generation to generation, and outsiders were not allowed to see anything.
When the noble families migrated south, the Wang family also migrated south, and since then no one in Dajing has been able to make maltose that is as sweet as honey."
Qiao Xin was very surprised. The Wang family could monopolize a country's industry with just a sugar-making method. Then, should she...
Stop, don’t have the idea of eating alone, otherwise there will be endless troubles!
"Then, are the Wang family good people now?"
"Humph, what do you mean by a family of good deeds? I don't know about murder and arson, but I have never done anything to bully the people in my hometown. The harem of the former Southern Liang Dynasty is in a mess now, and her Wang family disciples and concubines have contributed to this!"
Qiao Xin clapped his hands and smiled: "That's good. If I can take over the business of a person like Qiang, I won't have any psychological burden at all."
"You're not planning to sell them all to Southern Liang, are you? Aren't we considering the capital city?"
"I won't consider it for now. The shop opened by my daughter-in-law and grandson in the capital has already made them feel like they are facing a formidable enemy. I won't add more pressure to them at this time. It is more challenging to make money from the opponent.
I intend to use all this money to subsidize the families of the fallen soldiers. Your Majesty, please make the decision. My Qiao family only needs to find ways to make money. Your Majesty will have to take care of the rest."
"Take them all out?"
"Yes, Your Majesty, you have seen that I am too busy to do anything. I am powerless! Including recipes and production techniques, the Qiao family can provide them to Your Majesty at any time if you need them!
Originally, I was worried that there was no suitable place to grow sugar cane, but now that West Shu has been returned to Dajing, the climate in the south is warm and humid, which is just right for growing a lot of sugar cane. Then there will be no worries about the lack of raw materials for making sugar."
Emperor Wu was silent for a while, then he asked, "Qiao Xin, I have approved your request. What do you want? I can grant you one condition!"
Qiao Xin was silent for a moment, then said: "I don't ask for anything for now, I just hope that Dajing will be peaceful and my wife will be safe. Can I wait until I really need something, and then ask Your Majesty to agree? I will never commit the crime of breaking the law or treason to embarrass Your Majesty!"
"Hahahaha, I agree to this."
Here the emperor and his ministers had a heart-to-heart talk, and there the acreage of rice was measured.
When Manager Cao saw the calculated figures, he was dumbfounded. The yield per acre of land was seven stones!
Everyone in the wheat field was going crazy with joy!
He got up quickly, not even bothering to pick up his lost shoes, and hurried to tell Qiao Xin the good news: "Madam, seven shi, seven shi. Our family produces seven shi of millet per acre!"
What, really seven stones?
The people in the yard rushed out and saw the people in the wheat field crying and laughing. Even Manager Cao had tears on his face.
When they saw Qiao Xin running over, they all knelt down immediately. They were still shouting, "The living Bodhisattva, the land goddess has appeared..."
When had Qiao Xin never been made to kneel like this before? Moreover, Emperor Wu was by her side. She dodged the kneeling of the crowd and told housekeeper Cao to quickly persuade everyone to stand up.
"Fellow villagers, please stand up. Our old lady doesn't like people to kneel down at every turn. You all know this. If you have something to say, please talk it over nicely!"
Some people thought that Manager Cao was being nosy and disturbing their kneeling to worship the Buddha in their hearts, so they couldn't help but shout: "Manager Cao, please don't worry about it, we are happy!"
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