The mouth of the funnel was very small and was covered with sugar paste. The yellow mud water could not flow down, so it accumulates in the funnel and soon passed through the sugar paste.

It looked like the funnel was full of yellow mud soup.

Zhao Shouzheng smacked his lips and was about to express his feelings, but he saw Zhao Hao staring at the funnel without blinking, as if he was extremely tight. He swallowed the conversation and stayed quietly aside without disturbing him.

The father and son looked at the funnel without a blink of an eye. After a while, they finally heard the ticking sound of water.

The two of them carefully raised the funnel and saw black liquid slowly falling into the barrel along the mouth of the funnel.

Zhao Hao then breathed a little relieved and signaled Zhao Shouzheng to put the funnel back on the bucket steadily.

At this time, the water drops were getting faster and faster, and the sugar paste was about to appear on the surface of the water.

"The time to witness the miracle has come." Zhao Hao smiled slightly. No matter what the result is, he still needs to pretend.

Otherwise, it would be of no interest if it succeeds...

Before he finished speaking, the water level dropped a little further, and the two of them saw that the reddish-brown sugar paste turned into a white color, which was very conspicuous in the yellow mud soup.

"Huh?" Zhao Shouzheng looked at Zhao Hao in surprise, wondering what trick he had become.

At this time, the water droplets had turned into a water line, which accelerated the leakage from the funnel.

In the funnel, the reddish-brown sugar paste has disappeared, and replaced by a bucket of white and crystal-like white things like sand and snow.

Zhao Shouzheng was shocked, looked at the funnel, and then looked at Zhao Hao. After a long time, he didn't know what to say or do.

"Try it." Zhao Hao hugged his arms, and Yun Danfeng raised his chin slightly.

"It looks like snowflakes." Zhao Shouzheng then stretched out his finger, dipped it in his mouth, and then exclaimed: "It's sweet, it's actually frosting!"

"Otherwise, can sugar be turned into salt?" Zhao Hao glanced at Zhao Shouzheng proudly, enjoying his father's whining at this moment.

As he said that, Zhao Hao also grabbed a handful in his hand, looked and tasted it, how could he describe it? Well, it was white sugar.

This is the "yellow mud water decolorization method" recorded in "The Kaiwu of Heaven". You can turn brown sugar into white sugar by just one basin of yellow mud water. It is simple and cheap!

"The Book of Heavenly Manufacturing is indeed a magical tool..." Zhao Hao thought happily: 'This book was first published seventy years later. I don't know how many methods are there in it, which people don't know yet. These are all ways to make money... Besides, there is more than one book of Heavenly Manufacturing Career in my mind!'

The father and son were happy for a while before carefully using a wooden spoon to transfer the sugar from the funnel to the paper bag.

One and a half pounds of brown sugar produced more than half pounds of white sugar as white as snow.

At the bottom of the funnel, there was still a pound of slightly yellowish-brown white sugar. The taste was actually quite different, but the difference was much different, so Zhao Hao ignored it.

The two of them made a second pot in the same way, and finally got a little more than a pound of sugar.

At this time, the fourth round of drums came from a distance, and then the rooster cried.

The father and son realized that they had been busy all night. They hurriedly washed up and went back to their house to sleep.

However, Zhao Hao was obviously tired and sleepy, but tossed and turned and couldn't sleep excitedly.

He put the bag of white sugar on the head of the bed, and after a while he reached out to touch it, for fear of being beaten by a mouse. Thinking of the mouse, Zhao Hao got up again and hung the bag of candy on the beam with a hemp rope.

‘It won’t be lost now.’ Zhao Hao then lay back with confidence, and happily planned to find a way to sell it tomorrow, and then buy it all into brown sugar and make white sugar!

‘Then sell sugar, buy brown sugar to make sugar, and sell sugar to make brown sugar…’

Zhao Hao recited it silently for a while and finally fell asleep.

In the dream, he became the king of sugar making, the richest man in the Ming Dynasty, and later invented insulin... making Zhao Hao so beautiful that he couldn't stop.

It was not until his eyes were so painful that he woke up from his beautiful dreams by the countless golden lights.

"I'm dreaming..."

Zhao Hao wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and squinted his eyes to see the sunlight that was coming straight from the roof. It turned out that it was already noon.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes and sitting up, Zhao Hao subconsciously looked down the beam of the room and couldn't help but stare wide.

I saw the hemp rope hanging under the beam still there, but the candy on the hemp rope disappeared!

‘The mouse became a sperm?’ Zhao Hao exclaimed in his heart and shouted: “Dad, have you seen my candy?!”

But no one answered him.

Zhao Hao didn't bother to put on his shoes and ran to the east room barefoot. He saw the bedding scattered like a dog's kennel, but there was no sign of Zhao Shouzheng.

He searched everywhere at home and outside the house, but he didn't even let go of the well, but he still couldn't find anyone.

It doesn’t matter if a pound of candy is gone, it’s just a remake. Why is even Zhao Shouzheng missing?

Just as Zhao Hao was considering whether to report to the official position, Gao Wu carried the ladder and came over with a guy.

Gao Wu first put the ladder under the eaves before asking:

"Is the young master looking for Mr. Zhao?"

"Yes, have you seen others?"

"I saw him heading south along the street early in the morning." Gao Wu climbed onto the roof and lifted the broken tiles off.

"Oh." Zhao Hao suddenly remembered that Zhao Shouzheng mentioned yesterday that he would go to the Imperial College to restore his academic status today, so he was qualified to take the provincial examination.

Then he remembered again that before Zhao Shouzheng left home, he seemed to have asked him something, but he agreed in a daze.

Eighty percent of the candy bag was taken away by my father.

Zhao Hao then felt relieved, started to fight Gao Wu, and helped repair the roof together.

The two of them worked until the evening, and Zhao Hao was so hungry that he was worried about the last day that he remembered that he had not eaten for more than a day.

He said to Gao Wu, then changed into a cleaner dress and went out to buy supper.

When he walked to the street, he found that the breakfast stall on the bridge was open in the evening.

Thinking that although the buns in this restaurant tasted average, they were worth it, Zhao Hao walked over.

The only one who set up the stall at night was the mother and daughter, guarding the several large cages of buns covered with quilts. There were neither those two big pots nor tables.

The mother, wearing a cloth turban, is packing buns for the guests.

The girl named Qiaoqiao stood beside her a little bored. When she saw Zhao Hao coming, her eyes lit up.

"Hey, why are you here empty-handed?"

Zhao Hao was stunned and remembered that he still owed someone a soup bowl.

"Sorry, it broke." Zhao Hao smiled apologetically, reached out to touch his wallet in his sleeve and said, "How much is it, I will pay you."

"Forget it." Qiao Qiao waved her hand generously and said, "It's so old, not worth a few cents."

Zhao Hao's movements froze. He then remembered that he had spent all the last copper coin on his body yesterday.

He pulled out his hand without a trace and bowed to the girl and said, "Thank you, goodbye."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

‘I can’t even afford to eat.’ Zhao Hao couldn’t help feeling a sense of desolation in his heart, ‘The sunset is setting, and the heartbroken person is at the end of the world’.

After walking forward for more than a dozen steps, I suddenly heard the girl's shouts coming from behind me.

"Wait a moment!"

Zhao Hao turned around and looked at the girl strangely. She caught up with her panting and stuffed a paper bag into his arms without saying a word.

"I have closed the stalls and wasted even if I can't sell them all. Please help me eat them."

After the girl finished speaking, she didn't look at Zhao Hao, and turned around and ran towards the bridge. In the sunset, her shadow was stretched out.
Chapter completed!