Zhao Ping knew nothing about what was happening in the capital.
He's building his own little base.
The brewery, textile factory and escort agency are all in good order, and each of them has recruited some manpower.
As soon as the factory is built, work begins.
After the grain harvest was completed, villagers in the two villages were called upon to help Zhao Ping build houses in the summer.
There are nearly two hundred people.
Those who pull bricks pull bricks, and those who dig earth are very busy.
And Zhao Ping also fulfilled his promise. Anyone who helps will be provided with one lunch a day.
Broth, white rice, the filling kind.
Plus three copper coins.
Not to mention men, even women want to go to work.
But Zhao Ping rejected him. For this kind of physical work, a man is enough.
And there are already nearly two hundred people. If there are more, it will be a bit redundant and they will not be able to turn around when working.
It made all the women jealous.
But there was nothing I could do but run into the mountains to dig wild vegetables.
Also looking forward to the speedy completion of the brewery and textile mill.
Zhao Ping took advantage of his free time to study sugar and soap.
Both of these are relatively simple.
Especially white sugar. Zhao Ping had previously successfully produced white sugar using the yellow mud decolorization method, but the white sugar produced was too little and had too many impurities.
After many improvements, one pound of sugar cubes can now be decolorized to produce more than half a pound of white sugar and two ounces of brown sugar.
According to the current market price, a pound of brown sugar costs two hundred yuan.
White sugar is a scarce product.
At least in Yun'an County, Zhao Ping had never seen white sugar.
The value must be very high.
Maybe more valuable than acacia wine.
Zhao Ping did not dare to reveal this technology to the public and always tinkered with it at home.
Of course, there is an audience.
That is Zhao Xiaoxiao.
The sugar cubes used by Zhao Ping to make white sugar were bought for Zhao Xiaoxiao before.
The little girl was reluctant to eat it and basically hid it.
All were looted by Zhao Ping.
At this time, when he saw Zhao Ping pouring the yellow mud water into the syrup, he burst into anxious tears.
Crying and begging, "Dad, you have become bad again."
"Pouring muddy water into sugar is a waste of money. I'm going to tell my mother."
"Wait a moment, girl, please wait a moment."
Zhao Ping stopped her, "Xiaoxiao, dad is doing an experiment."
"Planning to make white sugar."
"White sugar? What is it?"
Zhao Xiaoxiao said confusedly: "Is it delicious?"
"tasty."
Zhao Ping said: "It tastes much better than the previous candy."
After coaxing her for a long time, Zhao Ping was able to coax the little girl well, and even took the initiative to help him light the fire.
In a short time, Zhao Ping had completely decolorized the syrup.
After cooling and removing impurities, we finally got more than three kilograms of white sugar and more than half a kilogram of brown sugar.
"Uuuuuuuuuuah, my candy bar is all there is."
Zhao Xiaoxiao looked at the remaining loose brown sugar and cried again.
"Xiaoxiao, do you want to try this candy?"
Zhao Ping dipped some white sugar and handed it to Zhao Xiaoxiao.
But the little girl kept shaking her head and refused to eat. She even had the courage to hit Zhao Ping's thigh.
"Dad, you've become bad again and made me eat mud."
"I won't eat it. If you want to eat it, you can eat it yourself."
Zhao Ping smiled bitterly and could only put his finger dipped in sugar into his mouth and taste it.
It has the taste of white sugar from the previous life, but it is not as clean as the white sugar from the previous life.
There are still impurities and a bit of a scratch on the teeth.
But it contains far fewer impurities than brown sugar cubes, and the taste is more pure.
"not bad."
Zhao Ping nodded and said.
"Can it really be eaten?"
"It's definitely edible. If you don't believe it, why don't you try it?"
Zhao Xiaoxiao also dipped a little and licked it with his little tongue.
His watery eyes suddenly widened. He looked at Zhao Ping, then at the funnel of white sugar, "Dad, this white sugar is so delicious, there is no mud."
"Since it's delicious, I'll give it to you."
Zhao Ping said with a smile.
"No, I just need to eat a little."
Unexpectedly, Zhao Xiaoxiao shook his head, "Leave some for my mother and my aunt to eat."
"What a sensible little cotton-padded jacket."
Zhao Ping scraped the little girl's nose and said lovingly: "Don't worry, eat it. Your father and I have mastered this method, and the white sugar will be enough in the future."
"Hehe, daddy is the best."
Despite this, Zhao Xiaoxiao didn't take so much white sugar, he just wrapped some in cloth and ran out of the door as fast as he could.
Because Zhao Ping's family fortune is getting richer and richer, the little girl has become the king of children.
After all, Zhao Ping bought her a lot of snacks, and the children always surrounded her, so Zhao Xiaoxiao gave them snacks to eat.
Zhao Ping didn't mind either.
Children, childhood is the most precious.
Waiting to go to school later...that's not right.
Zhao Ping slapped his forehead fiercely. He had traveled through time for almost a month, but he had never seen the school before.
Even if he wanted Zhao Xiaoxiao to go to school, there would be nowhere to go.
This... should I build my own school?
But who can be invited to be the teacher?
You can't just run over and teach a group of kids by yourself, right?
Forget it, let’s develop our own small base first.
After the foundation is solid, it is not too late to establish a school.
Now I can only take one step at a time, and if I take too big a step, I could easily pull my balls.
At this time, a group of children had gathered around Zhao Xiaoxiao, all of them looking at her eagerly.
Zhao Xiaoxiao was not stingy, he took out the cloth bag and took out some white sugar from it.
I was just planning to give it to those children.
It was snatched away by a big hand.
"This is frosting."
Liu Mengru's cold voice came, "Zhao Xiaoxiao, where did you get the frosting sugar?"
"What frosting?"
Zhao Xiaoxiao said in confusion: "My father made this, and there are many more at home."
"Mom, please go home and take a look. My dad is amazing. He poured the yellow mud water into..."
Before Zhao Xiaoxiao could say the next words, Liu Mengru covered her mouth.
"Don't say it."
"Hurry home with me."
Without allowing any further explanation, Liu Mengru forcibly took Zhao Xiaoxiao away.
A group of children are left, you look at me, I look at you, messy in the wind.
I didn’t get enough snacks.
"Ms. sir, how could you give Shuangtang to Xiaoxiao?"
When she got home and saw Zhao Ping, Liu Mengru immediately questioned him.
"Frost sugar?"
Zhao Ping was also a little puzzled, but he quickly realized it and said with a smile: "Is that the kind of white sugar you are talking about?"
"If the child likes it, let her eat it."
"eat?"
Liu Mengru's face darkened, "Do you know the value of frosting sugar?"
"That is a tribute from Nanzhao Kingdom. One pound is worth ten thousand gold. We are using silver now, and you are giving us snacks. Isn't that a waste of money?"
"How much is a pound worth?"
Zhao Ping was also shocked.
This thing is made by decolorizing brown sugar. Two pounds of brown sugar can make one pound of white sugar.
Two kilograms of brown sugar is only 400 yuan.
Turned into sugar, it can be worth ten thousand gold.
Isn't that too exaggerated?
Although Zhao Ping knows that rare things are valuable, this is too precious.
He couldn't accept it for a while.
Hey, that's not right.
Liu Mengru rarely goes out, how does she know the value of white sugar?
She has traveled all over Yun'an County and has never seen this thing. Why can she say the name Shuangtang in one breath?
And what kind of country is Nanzhao?
Could it be that Liu Mengru has recovered her memory?
Zhao Ping was also very excited. He stepped forward and grabbed Liu Mengru's shoulders and said eagerly: "Mengru, how do you know the value of frosting sugar?"
"Could it be that you have recovered your memory?"
"me……"
Liu Mengru opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but then she felt a headache and squatted down holding her head.
"Mengru, I won't ask anymore, don't even think about it."
Zhao Ping hurriedly put Liu Mengru into his arms and massaged her to soothe her emotions.
Zhao Xiaoxiao was also very frightened. He hugged Liu Mengru's thin waist and cried, "Mom, don't scare Xiaoxiao. Xiaoxiao will be obedient and never eat frosting candy again."
It took a long time before Liu Mengru came back to her senses.
He looked at Zhao Ping and murmured: "Ms. sir, I seem to have remembered something again."
"Have a good rest first, and we will review it together when the situation is better."
Zhao Ping said.
Liu Mengru shook her head, "Ms. sir, this matter is important, I must say it."
"I want to return to Beijing to mobilize troops."
"What?"
Zhao Ping was shocked.
"Return to Beijing to mobilize troops."
Liu Mengru repeated: "The Beinu invaded and the front line was tight. I took the tiger charm and returned to Beijing to mobilize troops to resist the Beinu."
"It must be completed, otherwise, the Northern Slaves will invade our Dawei land, and then the people in the north will be in dire straits again."
"Ms. sir, I can no longer accompany you. I must carry out a mission."
"Stop it, stop it first!"
Zhao Ping said speechlessly: "Mengru, it's been six years since we got married. Are you sure it's still useful to go back to Beijing and mobilize troops now?"
"I……"
Liu Mengru was confused by the question.
He murmured: "Six years, six years have passed. I failed to bring reinforcements over, so I must have been defeated."
"It's all my fault, why am I still alive?"
"It's better to just die."
With that said, Liu Mengru broke out of Zhao Ping's arms and was about to hit the wall and commit suicide.
"Mengru, don't."
Zhao Ping had quick eyes and quick hands, so he stepped forward and hugged her.
Without giving her a chance to speak again, she raised her hand and struck Liu Mengru unconscious with a knife.
Then he carried Liu Mengru to the bed and tied her up with a rope.
Then Liu Mengru was woken up with cold water.
"Ms. sir, why are you tying me up?"
Liu Mengru felt that she was tied to the bed and stared at Zhao Ping angrily.
"Mengru, please promise me first that you will not seek death again."
"Why should I seek death?"
Liu Mengru was confused and blurted out.
But soon she thought of something and her eyes widened suddenly.
Struggling to break free.
But when he found that he couldn't break free at all, he said to Zhao Ping: "Ms. sir, please let me go quickly."
"I have to go back to Beijing to meet the Holy Spirit."
Zhao Ping was also a little angry, "Going back to Beijing to face the Holy Spirit now is a dead end."
Liu Mengru said: "I have to go back even if I die, otherwise, the Liu family will be finished."
"It's been six years. The Liu family will be finished long ago."
Zhao Ping said angrily: "If it is not over, if you go back now, you will give them an excuse to target the Liu family."
"what is it now?"
Liu Mengru also figured out the key and started sobbing, "It's all my fault for harming the Liu family. I feel sorry for the ancestors of the Liu family."
"Mengru, don't take the responsibility on yourself first."
Zhao Ping took her hand, patted it gently, and comforted her: "You tell me what happened first, and then we can figure out a countermeasure together."
