EBE Chapter 133 It really happened!
Chapter 133 It really happened!
"What exactly did Xiao Liu say to the adults that made them not angry, but instead rushing out in such a hurry?"
They were too far apart to hear each other speaking.
Lance's parents soon heard about it and were curious why their usually dignified son would run around so recklessly.
Since yesterday, he has been acting mysteriously, not letting anyone know what he is doing.
Lance Nian had no idea what his parents were thinking.
He had already run into the kitchen.
He was so out of breath that he had run the fastest he had ever run in his life, and he no longer cared about maintaining his gentlemanly demeanor.
"How is it?" Lansinian asked the kitchen staff as soon as he entered the kitchen, before he could even catch his breath.
At this moment, Chef Bai from the kitchen walked up to Lance Nian with great joy, gesturing wildly. "My lord, my lord! It's done!"
Led by Chef Bai, Lance walked together to the backyard of the kitchen.
The earthenware jars made yesterday were still neatly arranged in their original place.
Chef Bai couldn't resist walking up to one of the earthenware jars and lifting the white cloth covering it.
Lance looked inside and saw something pure white.
"This...this is?!" Lance Nian was so excited that he couldn't speak.
Chef Bai and his companions didn't know what Lans Nian was planning, but Lans Nian instructed them to send someone to find him when the sugarcane juice in the earthenware jar settled into a white, impurity-free substance.
This morning, as usual, they lifted the white cloth to take a look and were surprised to find that there was a layer of something like snow on the straw of several earthenware jars.
Good heavens, they had never seen anything like this before, and immediately sent someone to fetch the adults.
It was worth spending a whole day yesterday.
"What is this, sir? It's as pure as snow." Chef Bai couldn't help but ask, having never seen anything like it before.
Lance didn't answer their questions immediately. He looked at the contents and couldn't help but stick out his fingertip and rub it on the contents, then put the contents on his fingertip into his mouth.
The people around him were startled by his action, and they all stared wide-eyed.
"My lord! You mustn't!"
"Sir, you can't eat this! We don't even know what it is!"
This stuff looks like arsenic, how could anyone put it in their mouth? These people were extremely nervous, afraid that their adults would faint after eating it.
However, to their surprise, after taking a bite, Lance Nian did not show any signs of poisoning as they had imagined; instead, he smiled.
"It's really sweet!" There's not a single impurity in it.
What?! Has the master gone mad? Has he been poisoned and gone insane?
Chef Bai and several servants were stunned.
He was quite curious about where the yellow mud he had been splattered with yesterday had gone.
The sugar on top of the thatch was white, while the sugar at the mouth of the earthenware jar under the thatch was red, just as described in the storybook.
He turned his head and saw the shocked and worried looks on their faces. He relaxed and explained to them.
"This is white sugar, um... refined sugar, it won't cause any problems if I eat it." At least he doesn't feel any discomfort right now.
"Refined sugar?!" The group was startled by Lance Nian's words and curiously looked into the earthenware jar.
Is this really refined sugar? Chef Bai was very skeptical. As a chef, he had naturally seen refined sugar before. Refined sugar produced in Fulin sold for exorbitant prices, but even the refined sugar from Fulin was far less pure and spotless than the white sugar in their earthenware jar!
If this were really candy, how much would it cost?
Chef Bai could hardly believe it; his hands were trembling with excitement. If this was true, he had witnessed the process with the adults yesterday.
Then... will he be silenced? That's how it's done in Mr. Wuming's stories. He'll be killed to silence someone who knows such a major secret.
Chef Bai thought to himself, and couldn't help but reach up to cover his neck, his eyes filled with terror.
He couldn't help but steal a glance at Lance Nian, and before Lance Nian could speak, he knelt down.
The servants standing nearby were all confused as to why he had suddenly knelt down.
Chef Bai, with snot and tears streaming down his face, clung to Lan Sinian's leg, pleading, "No, sir! I promise I won't divulge a single word of this secret! Please, sir, show mercy and spare my life!"
The servants next to him realized what he meant and knelt down with a thud. If Lancen's legs weren't too short to hug, there would probably be a lot of people hanging on his legs.
Lance Nian's face darkened, but he was unable to move because the two of them were holding his legs on either side. "Who said..."
He had originally intended to explain that he wouldn't kill anyone to cover it up, as he hadn't even considered that possibility, but then he changed his mind.
Perhaps this is a good idea. He has developed refined sugar, which will inevitably attract the covetousness of others. He has not yet given this to his mentor, so to avoid any complications, he might as well go with the flow, admit to the matter, and let them think that he will kill to cover it up for the time being. He can then make further plans based on what his mentor thinks later.
Lance Nian hadn't expected that Wu Ming was truly skilled, able to make such exquisite candy.
Yes, Lance Nian now believes that Wuming wrote down this method because he had done it. However, like his fans, he is very puzzled as to why Wuming does not master this technology himself and make a fortune from it!
Lance Nian's heart was pounding, and he naturally couldn't care less about Chef Bai and the others' fear.
"This matter must not be made public for the time being!" Lans Nian said to the group with a serious expression.
However, he also expected that they wouldn't dare to say it, since the indentures of these people were still in his hands, and he didn't want to use them to threaten them unless absolutely necessary.
Chef Bai and the others naturally understood this principle, so they nodded repeatedly, nodding their heads in agreement.
Seeing that they were indeed frightened, Lance Nian ordered them to take out the white sugar.
Wrap it in clean grease, and then remove the straw from the center.
They found that the thatch was very sturdy and quite heavy, and there seemed to be something inside. Several people worked together to remove it and found that there was a layer of something inside the thick thatch.
It turned out to be yellow mud that had settled in the thatch after yesterday's watering.
There were several earthenware jars, some successful and some unsuccessful.
Lance Nian kneaded the solidified yellow clay and crushed it into powder.
Now he has finally figured out the reasons for his success and failure.
It must be related to this yellow mud.
Yesterday, when he was going to refine this white sugar, he told people to dig up as clean yellow mud as possible.
In addition, some clay jars were filled with water and then poured into them. However, the clay did not leak out; instead, it was mixed with white sugar and wrapped around the thatch.
The successful batches of yellow clay were carefully selected. The clay blocks were ground into powder and then sifted through a sieve.
The material used is fine yellow clay sifted through a sieve. This clay can penetrate well into the thatch, and because it is blocked by the thatch, it will not fall to the bottom. Brown sugar can also be made from it.