Chapter 27 The Birth of White Sugar
Under the command of Zhu Zaijing, Meng Chong finally fixed the tiles on the wooden frame of the large water tank. Zhu Zaijing looked at this crude device. He also touched his chin, thinking about how to use this device.
At this time, Meng Chong also tried hard to hold his breath to prevent himself from gasping for breath. He looked at Zhu Zaijing and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, what are we doing?"
Zhu Zaijing shushed, "Don't disturb my thoughts. I am thinking about how to use this device to turn brown sugar into white sugar."
Meng Chong was surprised when he heard Zhu Zaijing's words. He made a sound and looked at Zhu Zaijing and the things in the jars and jars in front of him in disbelief, especially the vat of yellow mud soup. Can these things turn brown sugar into white sugar?
Meng Chong expressed his extreme doubts. He felt that if he could turn brown sugar into white sugar just by relying on these gadgets, this method would be no less than the immortal's Midas touch that turns stone into gold.
You must know that the price of brown sugar in the market is more than ten times lower than that of white sugar.
If it were possible to turn brown sugar into white sugar, it would be something unimaginable.
Meng Chong asked worriedly: "Can this work?"
Zhu Zaijing affirmed: "It will definitely work! When did I deceive you?"
Meng Chong glanced at Zhu Zaijing aggrievedly, as if he had something to say, but he didn't dare to say it.
At this time, Zhu Zaijing also had a flash of inspiration in his head, as if he thought of some important information.
Zhu Zaijing said: "Go find some hay and plug the leak under this tile."
Meng Chong sighed, and then went out to find hay from the small courtyard covered in mud. .
When Meng Chong was looking for hay in the palace, the servants and other eunuchs in the palace saw the image of Manager Meng covered in mud. They wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh, and they also felt uncomfortable.
Finally, Meng Chong finally found some hay for igniting the fire in the woodshed. Meng Chong took the hay and went to Zhu Zaijing's place. Then, under Zhu Zaijing's command, he rolled the hay into a straw plug and rolled the tiles away. The leak that came down was blocked.
Looking at the blocked tile leakage, Zhu Zaijing could not help but fall into thinking again. Zhu Zaijing glanced at the yellow mud soup in another water vat and found that the yellow mud at this moment was The soup turned out to be a little clearer and separated into two layers in the water tank. The upper layer was clear water and the lower layer was dark mud.
After seeing this phenomenon, Zhu Zaijing seemed to have realized something.
Zhu Zaijing said: "Go and pick up the bag of brown sugar, pour it into the tiles and press it firmly."
Meng Chong stopped talking nonsense at this time and asked no more questions. If you can't change the fate of having to do these physical jobs, you might as well save some energy and work hard.
Meng Chong worked hard to pour a bag of brown sugar into the tiles according to Zhu Zaijing's instructions, and then pressed it a few more times.
Zhu Zaijing looked at the pressed brown sugar and waited for a while, as if he was waiting for the brown sugar in the tile to be squeezed into lumps in the tile, so that the straw plug below would not be pulled out. When the time comes, let the brown sugar fall out.
Two quarters of an hour passed quietly, and Zhu Zaijing felt that the brown sugar in Waliu should also adapt to the conditions in Waliu, and not leak out as soon as the plug was pulled.
Zhu Zaijing ordered Meng Chong again: "Go and carefully pull out the straw plug under the tile slide. The movement must be gentle, so as not to leak out the brown sugar inside."< br>
Following Zhu Zaijing's instructions, Meng Chong carefully pulled out the straw plug under the tile slide. Seeing that the brown sugar inside really did not leak out, Meng Chong also looked at Zhu Zaijing in surprise.
Seeing this situation, Zhu Zaijing also showed a proud smile on his face. Zhu Zaijing knew why the brown sugar would not leak out of the tile. It was because the brown sugar itself was very sticky. After being squeezed inside the tile for such a long time, the brown sugar would naturally stick together tightly and not As soon as the plug under the tile slide is loosened, it will collapse and leak.
Zhu Zaijing rubbed his little hands excitedly, feeling that he was about to witness a miracle.
Zhu Zaijing ordered Meng Chong again: "Get a water ladle, and then bring a high stool. I want you to perform a magic trick!"
Meng Chong doesn’t know what the magic is that Zhu Zaijing is talking about. He only has one idea now, that is, to be obedient and wait until Zhu Zaijing is tired of tossing, then he can be free.
Soon Meng Chong came over carrying a high stool and a large water ladle hanging from his waist.
Zhu Zaijing directed Meng Chong to place the stool in front of the large water tank with the tile slide, and then he couldn't wait to step on the high stool and look at the situation on the tile slide.
Seeing Zhu Zaijing suddenly climb high, Meng Chong was also excited, "Your Majesty is in danger!"
But Zhu Zaijing laughed and said, "What does this height mean? I'm still in danger!" Flying up to an altitude of 30,000 feet, overlooking thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and spanning tens of thousands of miles across the territory of the Ming Dynasty!”
Zhu Zaijing is not bragging. Before traveling across the country, Zhu Zaijing had indeed traveled from the mainland! The flight mileage of a tourist plane to a certain country in Southeast Asia is indeed tens of thousands of miles.
But when Meng Chong heard this, he didn't believe it. He had watched Zhu Zaijing grow up. Ever since Zhu Zaijing moved out of the Forbidden City to live alone in the palace, Zhu Zaijing had never left the palace several times. The place may be the Chaotian Temple I visited two days ago.
Zhu Zaijing stood on the high stool, looked at Meng Chong and said: "Carefully scoop out a ladle of clean yellow mud water from the yellow mud tank and hand it to me."
When Meng Chong heard the order, he did not dare to neglect. He quickly and carefully scooped out a ladle of clear yellow mud water from the water tank filled with yellow mud soup and handed it to Zhu Zaijing.
After Zhu Zaijing caught the ladle of yellow muddy water, he carefully poured water on the tiles. He watched the yellow muddy water seep into the brown sugar in the tiles, and saw the color of the brown sugar sinking on the surface. It became shallower, and Zhu Zaijing was so excited that he almost shouted.
It turns out that the secret of turning brown sugar into white sugar is here. It uses the glue of yellow mud water to take away the precipitated pigment in brown sugar.
After figuring out this key trick, Zhu Zaijing felt extremely happy. At the same time, he also wondered how the person who discovered this method came up with such an unexpected method.
There are so many wonders in the world!
After a ladle of yellow mud water was poured out, Zhu Zaijing asked Meng Chong to continue scooping out water. After pouring it over and over again for countless times, Zhu Zaijing could no longer scoop out the yellow mud water. He finally stopped moving.
Zhu Zaijing jumped down from the high stool, flicked his sleeves, raised his face, and said stinkingly: "Go and take down the tiles, and then carefully find a clean drying mat to dry the contents inside. The sugar is dried in the sun.”
Meng Chong didn’t know what happened in Waliuli at this time, so he just thought it was another coolie.
Meng Chong responded helplessly and stood on the high stool. When he was about to take Wa Liu off, he felt as if his eyes were blurred.
Obviously what I poured into the tile was brown sugar, why did it turn into white sugar now?
Meng Chong's mood suddenly became excited, and the previous helplessness and exhaustion were all gone.
Meng Chong said excitedly: "Your Majesty, white sugar! White sugar! It's really white sugar!"
Zhu Zaijing still raised his little face and said in a disgusting manner: "I know, I know, no. Is it just sugar? You can have as much as you want in the future, so hurry up and get it.”
At this time, Meng Chong was already excited and regarded Zhu Zaijing as a god. Meng Chong said excitedly: "I obey my command."
(End of this chapter)