As the head of Nanshan Village, Wu Baoan's family was naturally well-off.
His two sons both lived in town; the elder son ran a cosmetics shop, and the younger son ran an inn, so they could afford brown sugar.
Chen Qingqing smiled and said, "Uncle Village Head, you're absolutely right. The taste of sago candy and beet candy are indeed different, and the color is also slightly lighter."
However, beet sugar has many advantages.
First of all, sugar beets are relatively easy to grow and are not picky about the land; many wastelands in our village can be planted with them.
Unlike the mulberry tree, which needs to be found in specific places and is less abundant.
Furthermore, sugar beets have a particularly high yield, meaning that the same amount of effort and time can produce more sugar.
If it sells well, I plan to open a sugar workshop in the village later.
Chen Qingqing was not selfish; she had a plan from the moment she bought the beets.
If she could actually make sugar, she would ask Zheng Zhong for some sugar beet seeds, and then mobilize the villagers to plant sugar beets the following year.
If Nanshan Village is transformed into a sugar-producing area, then her beetroot brown sugar will be distributed throughout the entire Da Ning Dynasty.
Wu Baoan's eyes lit up, and he perked up. "You mean you want the villagers to grow sugar beets, and then you buy them and open a workshop?"
"Yes, that's what I mean."
Upon hearing this, Wu Baoan slapped his thigh with joy, "According to you, this beet sugar is really a treasure. Qing girl, you're a good girl. Not only do you make money, but you also think about your fellow villagers. I thank you on their behalf."
“Uncle Village Head, it’s too early to say anything now. Once the workshop is built and I can really help the villagers, then it’s not too late to thank me.”
"Okay, we'll give it a try no matter what. I support you."
At this moment, Old Mrs. Chen craned her neck to look into the yard.
Seeing Wu Baoan put the candy in his mouth, his eyes closed and a look of pure bliss on his face, made her mouth water.
I really want to shamelessly go in and try the candy to see what it tastes like.
But she knew in her heart that even if she craved it to death, they wouldn't give her even a single bite.
But she couldn't bear it, so she gently nudged Old Man Chen and whispered, "Old man, hurry up and go in and get me some sugar. I want to taste it too."
"You go if you want, I'm not going to get yelled at."
"Useless." Helpless, Old Mrs. Chen could only sniff the air, trying to smell the sweet aroma of sugar, and muttering to herself from time to time, "So fragrant, so sweet, so delicious."
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As darkness fell, Wu Baoan, seeing that the villagers gathered outside the wall showed no sign of leaving, called out towards the outside of the courtyard.
"Stop crowding around here, there's nothing to see. Go home and make dinner!"
The villagers were already aching from standing, and upon hearing the village head's words, they all turned and left.
The elderly couple and Chen Ruolan rolled their eyes dismissively and turned to leave.
Wu Baoan gave Chen Zhanshan some instructions on how to prevent theft and burglary, then changed the subject...
“Qing’er, the man you rescued from the mountains last time still hasn’t woken up. You’re so busy right now, you don’t have time to take care of him. Why don’t I write you a certificate and you can take him to Futian Hospital in town tomorrow?”
Chen Qingqing frowned slightly. She had saved him but couldn't wait for him to wake up, and she felt a little guilty.
But I really don't have time to take care of him right now, so it seems this is the only way.
She nodded. "Uncle Village Head, I was just about to talk to you about this. Let's do it your way."
"Okay, I'll bring the documents to you in a bit."
After seeing Wu Baoan off, Chen Qingqing checked the prepared syrup and secretly made a decision.
Today was the first time we made sugar. The whole family didn't even have time to rest at noon, and we barely managed to prepare 200 pounds of sugar beets.
Although my parents said they weren't tired, they looked completely listless.
Working like this for such a long time is definitely unbearable.
Why not buy a donkey to pull the millstone? That would speed things up, save a lot of manpower, and greatly improve efficiency...
The next morning, Chen Qingqing got up early, gave her parents some instructions, and then took an oxcart to Qingshui Town.
She planned to take the man to Fukuda-in first, and then find a place to sell brown sugar.
After asking around, we finally arrived at the main gate of Fukuda Institute.
After explaining the situation to the gatekeeper, a middle-aged man in charge came out from inside shortly afterward.
Chen Qingqing handed over the certificate issued by the village. "Sir, this is the certificate issued by the village. Please take a look."
The manager took it and examined it carefully, then glanced at the car. "Miss, this person is not moving at all. Are you sure he's still alive?"
"Yes, sir. Although this person looks like he is asleep, his pulse and heartbeat are normal."
"Alright, since it's clearly written in the documents, then keep him here." After saying that, the manager instructed the people behind him, "Quickly carry the man in the car into the west wing and find someone to take care of him."
Upon receiving the order, the men rushed to the oxcart and hurriedly began to lift the man off the cart.
In that instant, the unconscious man on the oxcart suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight.
Caught off guard by the sudden turn of events, the group was caught off guard and stumbled back several steps.
"Oh dear, this person is crazy. They're so easily startled, they could scare someone to death."
The person in charge was startled by this action and looked on in astonishment. "Miss, didn't you say this person had a death coma? How come he's sitting up?"
Chen Qingqing was also shocked and quickly went to the man's side.
As doctors, we must always be true to our profession. Sending him to Futian Hospital wasn't to leave him to fend for himself, but to ensure he would receive better care.
Now that he's awake, Chen Qingqing is genuinely happy. She asked in a calm tone, "You're awake. How are you feeling? Is anything bothering you?"
The man paused for a moment, looking at Chen Qingqing with concern in his eyes, and asked in a pitiful tone, "Where is this?"
"This is Fukuda-in."
"Fukuda-in?" The man stared blankly, seemingly lost in thought.
Chen Qingqing was overjoyed and extremely excited.
I thought he wouldn't wake up for a while, but he suddenly became awake. It seems that all the meticulous care she had given him these past few days had paid off.
She hurriedly spoke to the steward of Fukuda-in,
"My lord, this man's sudden awakening proves that he has fully recovered. In that case, we would like to trouble you to help him find his family so that he can reunite with them as soon as possible."
“Good, that’s for the best. It saves us the trouble of having someone look after him. As long as he tells me where he lives, I will definitely send someone to verify it. If he is homeless, we will take further action.”
After finishing his sentence, the manager waved to his subordinates, "Quickly take him into the east courtyard, find out his place of origin, and send him back to his hometown as soon as possible."
Upon hearing this, the man on the oxcart immediately shook his head, "Don't touch me, I'm not going anywhere."
Seeing this, Chen Qingqing couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing, and quickly comforted her, "Don't be afraid, this is Futian Inn, a place that specifically takes in people in distress. They will help you find your family and send you home."
"No, I'm not going to that wretched place. I have a home."
Chen Qingqing looked puzzled. "Where do you live?"
The man stared blankly, then grabbed Chen Qingqing's hand and said something shocking, "Wife, why did you so heartlessly send me to a place like this? Don't you want me anymore?"
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