"Yes! Aunt Lanzhi is right. I will be watching from the side. Aunts, don't be nervous. It won't be a problem."
Xie's mother and other maids watched Su Li scraping back and forth with the spatula. As the syrup slowly cooled, the brown sugar was really scraped out. Their hands were shaking as they watched.
In the past, I could hardly find a pound of brown sugar in my pocket. Now that I finally had some, I made brown sugar and egg soup for my grandchildren and son to nourish their bodies. I couldn't bear to eat it myself. I didn't even have it during the two days of confinement when I was young.
Now seeing a small mountain of brown sugar piled up in the small wooden bowl is scary.
The old women surrounding Su Li were all very excited, looking at so much brown sugar, they wondered how much it would cost!
Su Li looked at the brown sugar in the wooden bowl. It was almost done. She scooped a little with a small spoon and took a sip. It was sweet and mellow and tasted good.
"Okay, mother, bring the clay pot over and fill it with brown sugar!"
"Hey! I'll be right there." Xie's mother trotted over with a clay pot to fill with brown sugar.
"Mom, go outside and tell the good news! I guess Uncle Shan and the others must be waiting anxiously."
Mother Xie went out happily holding the clay pot, and the rest of the maids began to boil the next pot of brown sugar according to the steps under Su Li's guidance.
"Brown sugar is out, brown sugar is out."
Mother Xie walked to the juicer in the cafeteria holding a pottery jar and shouted,
Over here, a few people from the outside mountain were still pedaling hard, and hearing Xie's mother's voice was like the sound of nature.
“It’s out!”
"Brown sugar is out, village chief."
"Village Chief, we have really made brown sugar."
Waishan's face also turned red with excitement.
"Hey! I've heard it, I've heard it." He said this, but he was still reluctant to stop. His body was shaking slightly, and his eyes were slightly red. When he was in the meeting with the team members before, he spoke righteously, but he was still a little nervous.
This matter was proposed by Su Li, but he was the one who made the final decision. After so much suffering, is he finally reaping the rewards?
As the village chief, he bears responsibilities and obligations. Aren't there people in the team waiting to laugh at him?
some.
He is already a century old, and there are many people waiting to take over his position as village chief, but he just wants to help his fellow villagers live a better life before retiring, and he has never slacked off since he took office as village chief.
He could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Daniu, who was standing behind the mountain, saw Mother Xie holding a pottery jar and waiting for the village chief to check it. He hurried forward and said, "Village chief, please come down and check on the brown sugar. I'll do the cooking for you."
Daniu saw that the juicer could be pedaled like a bicycle, and he had wanted to ride it to have some fun.
"Okay... okay, come on, don't stop, Daniu, you supervise for a while," he turned around and shouted to the crowd again: "Work hard, folks."
"Don't worry, village chief."
"Okay." Everyone agreed. They were previously wondering whether they could make sugar, but now that they could really make it, they were eager to try their best.
After coming down from the mountain, he took the rope off his neck and wiped the sweat off his face. Ouch! It was too tiring. If he hadn't been afraid of being told that he was too old, he would have wanted to come down earlier. This kind of work should only be done by young people.
Waishan walked up to Xie's mother and looked at the pottery jar in her hand. His heart trembled. This was the result of their hard work day and night.
I lowered my head and took a sip.
Hmm~
So sweet!!!
Then he dragged his trembling legs to the kitchen. When he saw it, his eyes almost popped out. The small, red mountain of sugar,
The slight sweet smell that he could smell outside the house became stronger and stronger. The sweet smell was all around him, and he felt happier than when he harvested the crops.
The smell of this aroma really makes people feel relaxed and comfortable, as if all the fatigue just now has disappeared.
Aunt Lanzhi said, "The village chief is here, come and have a look, this is a new pot, it will be ready soon."
"Oh, not bad, not bad."
Su Li reached out and took the pottery jar from Xie's mother, "Uncle Waishan, this is the first pot of brown sugar, try it and see if it's sweet."
After hearing what Su Li said, Waishan said quickly: "Sweet, of course it's sweet, how could it not be sweet?"
Su Li looked around and said, "Uncle Waishan, everyone has been busy all morning. Let's make a few pots of brown sugar water for everyone to taste! This is the brown sugar that we made in Shanghe Village. Let's use this first pot to let everyone know that our fellow villagers have worked hard for several months to make brown sugar. Do you think it's okay?"
I've been tired for the whole morning. It's such a big happy event, and the brown sugar water doesn't require much sugar. It can just make everyone's mouth sweet. Apart from anything else, the fact that Shanghe Village can make brown sugar by itself is enough to excite the villagers.
Waishan was straightforward. Although he felt sad, he had never drank brown sugar water in his life. He gritted his teeth and said "OK" with determination.
What’s the use of what he says? You still have to see it with your own eyes.
Their brown sugar production is quite good. Villagers spread the news about the brown sugar factory to their relatives, and their brown sugar can be sold.
With this in mind, Waishan arranged the brown sugar workshop and rushed to the team's meeting room.
The team members were still waiting for him in the conference room. Waishan pretended to be very calm and sat over there. Everyone looked at him nervously. He glanced around and said, "The brown sugar is ready. It's in the cafeteria. I asked a few old ladies to boil a few pots of brown sugar water. You guys should go over and try it."
"real?"
"Really? The brown sugar we make is sweet and fragrant, even better than the ones from the supply and marketing cooperatives!"
"Then let's go and take a look first! We can talk about the meeting later."
"That's right, Secretary, let's go! What are you waiting for? You can still have some sugar water later!"
After a few hours, the people who had been waiting for the meeting all morning had all left. Waishan cursed with a smile. He sat alone in the meeting room for a long time, rubbing his red eyes, sighed, then stood up and walked to the broadcasting room.
He turned on the loud speaker, took a deep breath and said, "Fellow villagers of Shanghe Village, please pay attention. Fellow villagers of Shanghe Village, please pay attention... We are sizzling... no sizzling... brown sugar sizzling..."
The women washing sugarcane here heard the voice from the outside mountain coming from the loud speaker. Grandma Tian sneered, put down her work, stood up and said, "Listen everyone, listen, the village chief has spoken, hahahaha... This fruit girl from Xie Laosan's family is a troublemaker. Now we're going to have a good show. She's even making brown sugar. We've been farming for a lifetime and have never seen this before. Only she can do it. Don't wash it, don't wash it. It's a waste of time."
After hearing what Grandma Miao said, the old woman threw away the sugar cane in her hand and said, "I told you no. Look, the vixen of Qianji has revealed her tail, little bitch. I will let her know how powerful I am tomorrow. You shameless thing. How can our old man explain this to the higher-ups?"
"No, no, I won't wash it anymore. I'll listen to my sister-in-law."
"That is to say, it is better to go to the fields. It is necessary to wash a tree trunk so many times. Let's go..."
Widow Liu didn't move, her hands continued to move, "The village chief hasn't finished speaking yet, and Granny Miao knows that the brown sugar can't be boiled. Just do the work, it's all for the workers anyway."
Seeing that Widow Liu was being instigated, Grandma Miao glanced at her and thought to herself, it's okay, she alone can't do so much work anyway. Except for a few younger women who didn't move, the rest basically left in order to curry favor with the old lady.
When Xie Zhenghe came to deliver sugarcane, he saw several old women giving up their work and about to leave. Just then, Xie Wangcai and Tian Laoshi came over carrying a bucket of brown sugar water.
The loud speaker in the village started to buzz again.
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