Nanshan Village.
The news that Liang Fugui had bought 10,000 jin of sugar beets caused a stir in the village.
"Have you heard? That Liang the Big Mouth brought back 10,000 catties of sugar beets today. Judging by this, he's really going to make brown sugar!"
"I didn't realize that Liang Fugui was such a character. I thought he was just being a nag, having fun and talking big, but it turns out he's really talking big."
"This isn't earth-shattering, it's utter ingratitude. Back then, our village was so poor that we couldn't even afford underwear, let alone clothes. If it weren't for Qingya opening the sugar mill, which gave every household a spot to work and earn wages, people like us would have had to flee famine and beg for food."
"That's right, Liang Fugui really went too far in what he did. But then again, this couple is quite good at making money. They managed to buy 10,000 catties of sugar beets in one go. That's no small sum!"
“Oh my silly sister-in-law, do you think that couple has such ability? It’s not that I’m underestimating them, but no matter how much they save or how much money they make, even if they ate shit as sauce, they still wouldn’t have the guts to come up with that money.”
"Did Liang Fugui buy it on credit?"
“Why would he buy on credit? Who does he think he is, a sworn brother? You may not know, but you can’t hide this from me. Liang Fugui has a cousin who runs a business in town. He must have gotten his money from there.”
"Really? There's such a thing? It seems Liang Fugui had this planned all along!"
"Doing business isn't something just anyone can do. In my opinion, this couple is just going to offer congratulations while dressed in mourning clothes. It's pure nonsense. If they really lose money, how will they live in the future!"
“You’re right. Those two are so stingy, they’d rather have a penny than the moon. Even if they wanted to make sugar, they’d have to see if anyone would be willing to do the work for them.”
"That's right. As the saying goes, 'A fence needs three stakes, and a hero needs three helpers.' Even the most beautiful red flower needs green leaves to support it. Given the mess they've done, I doubt anyone will bother with this nonsense."
"Yes, let's let the two of them dance alone, and see how they manage!"
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Dozens of villagers gathered under the big willow tree at the village entrance, all speaking out on behalf of Chen Qingqing.
Sugar mill.
After placing 10,000 catties of sugar beets into a designated cellar, Zheng Zhong left with the hired convoy.
Only the Chen family remained in the courtyard.
Chen Qingqing remained calm and did not feel anxious about Liang Fugui's solo venture.
Human nature is driven by self-interest; it's innate and cannot be stopped.
Now that we have competitors, it's time to put new products on the agenda.
She remembered that the Space Mall sold lime, and with that, she could easily separate the sugar.
Seeing Chen Qingqing with her head down, lost in thought, Lin assumed she was worried about the sugar shop.
I wanted to say a few words of advice, but I didn't know what to say.
He could only shake his head and sigh softly, continuing to wash the beets in his hands.
Chen Zhanshan was not idle either; he picked out the newly delivered beetroots that were bruised and moldy one by one.
The dented or chipped pieces can be cleaned up and used for making sugar tomorrow, but the moldy ones must be thrown away, otherwise they will accelerate the rotting of the other beets.
He appeared relaxed and at ease about Liang Fugui's purchase of beets, but inwardly he was in turmoil.
Da Bao couldn't sit still any longer; he paced back and forth in the yard, feeling restless.
They had planned to start building the house in the fall, but if someone else snatched their business, their lives would probably be back to square one...
Seeing that no one spoke, Madam Sun could no longer hold back and stood up angrily.
"Say something, all of you! Are we just going to let these ungrateful wretches bully us like this? If you ask me, let's grab our pickaxes and fight them to the death, or they'll think we're easy to bully!"
“You’re right, wife. Let’s go and settle accounts with them. That heartless Liang Shi, I was wondering why she was running to the sugar-making room every day. She was secretly learning how to make it. We can’t let them succeed.”
Chen Zhanliang threw the beets in his hand into the basin of water, splashing water everywhere.
"I'm going to find them right now. If they really don't know what's good for them, I'll fight them to the death!"
“You’re a real man, I’ll go with you.” Sun said, and started to follow Chen Zhanliang outside.
Seeing this, Chen Zhanshan sternly shouted, "Second brother, stop fooling around and come back right now!"
Chen Zhanliang frowned and stomped his feet. "Brother, I'm not messing around. That son of a bitch Liang Fugui is too bullying. He secretly learned how to make sugar in our house, and now he wants to go it alone. There's no such thing as a free lunch. I can't swallow this humiliation!"
"That's right! Qingya gave them a job to make a living, and not only did they not know how to be grateful, they even wanted to kick us while we were down and cause us trouble. Isn't this repaying kindness with enmity? These kinds of despicable people deserve a beating!" Madam Sun put her hands on her hips, looking furious.
Seeing this, Chen Qingqing quickly said, "Second Uncle, Second Aunt, please don't get agitated. This matter isn't as serious as you're making it out to be. People can do whatever they want, however they want. It's their freedom, and we have no right to interfere."
Sun wouldn't listen at all, and snorted disdainfully, "That won't do either. That ingrate surnamed Liang, I won't feel at ease unless I scratch her into a bloody mess."
"Yes, let's do it. That's what I'm thinking too. Let's beat that heartless bastard to death." Chen Zhanliang clenched his fists tightly, his eyes wide open.
Chen Zhanshan waved his hand, "Alright, Zhanliang, stop making things worse. Qingya is right, people can do whatever they want, we have no right to interfere. If we cause any trouble, we won't be in the right at all."
Chen Zhanliang shook his head helplessly and sighed, muttering to himself, "What can we do now? Are we just going to watch Liang make sugar?"
Seeing that they were all hanging their heads in silence, Chen Qingqing smiled and said indifferently,
"You don't need to worry about this. After all, it's not difficult to make brown sugar from beets. Anyone who works in Tangfang can learn it with a little effort."
Even if it's not Liang Fugui, it could be Zhang Fugui, Li Fugui... in the future.
This kind of thing was bound to happen sooner or later; we couldn't stop it. Since we couldn't stop it, we shouldn't dwell on it.
Furthermore, even if they manage to produce brown sugar, they still need a market. We've basically monopolized the market in the town and Anyang, so it won't be easy for them to start doing it.
Moreover, I recently developed a new sugar-boiling process that produces sugar that is as white as snow and even sweeter.
If this white sugar is successfully made, it will surely become a sensation in the Great Ning Dynasty.
Upon hearing this, Da Bao's eyes lit up. No wonder Sister Qingqing wasn't worried at all; she had already planned her escape route.
He quickly asked, "Sister Qingqing, do you also have candies that look like snow?"
The others also looked on with curiosity.
"Yeah, I've never heard of white sugar. How can it taste sweet?"
"Is white sugar easy to make? If it were actually made, would anyone buy it?"
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