Mrs. Cui held Jiang Zhiluo's hand and said, "I was thinking of coming to the door to have a look. I don't know if you can come back for lunch."

Jiang Zhiluo saw Mrs. Cui's expression of concern for her, and her heart warmed.

Jiang Zhiluo smiled softly and said, "Mom, let's go into the room and talk."

"Okay, okay, let's go into the house and talk. Let's have lunch first. The lunch is ready. He Jin and I are waiting for you to come back and eat together."

Jiang Zhiluo was pulled into the house by Mrs. Cui, and she saw Cui Hejin in the house.

He still looked noble and noble. When he saw them entering the house, he opened the lid of the pot and took out the food inside.

Lunch is cabbage and radish pancakes.

It's very simple and tastes very average. There doesn't seem to be much salt, the taste is very bland, and it's almost all cabbage soaked in water.

But Jiang Zhiluo knew that this was considered a relatively good meal at home.

Now I just need to eat enough, I don't care about much else.

She found that when eating, both Mrs. Cui and Cui Hejin seemed to have the habit of being silent during eating and sleeping. If she didn't speak, they wouldn't speak either.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Mom, I went to the town to check it out. The maltose business is good, so I bought some glutinous rice and planned to make maltose and sell it."

Mrs. Cui paused with the chopsticks in her hand, looked at Jiang Zhiluo in shock and said: "Zhiluo, you... can you make maltose?"

Mrs. Cui naturally also knows that the candy in the town is relatively popular and many people buy it.

Let alone children, even if there is a happy event at home, they will buy candies.

But malt candies are very expensive, so a small piece costs a penny.

People in the village are only willing to buy some during the Chinese New Year.

Jiang Zhiluo nodded and said, "Well, Mom, I can make maltose. Do we have wheat at home?"

Mrs. Cui said blankly: "There is wheat."

At this moment, Mrs. Cui looked at Jiang Zhiluo and felt that she might be hallucinating.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Well, as long as you have wheat, you can make maltose in four or five days."

Although Mrs. Cui couldn't believe it, looking at Jiang Zhiluo's confident and calm expression, she just felt that there was something convincing about her.

Mrs. Cui's hands were trembling slightly, and she felt a little excited when she thought that she could make maltose and sell it at home to make money.

And if you can make maltose at home, you won’t have to spend money on candy during the Chinese New Year.

Cui Hejin looked deeply at Jiang Zhiluo, his expression moved, but he didn't say anything.

After having lunch and cleaning up, Mrs. Cui hurriedly took out the wheat.

Jiang Zhiluo prepared a basin and put the wheat in it.

"Mom, let's soak it for a day first."

"good."

Jiang Zhiluo asked again: "Mom, do we still have beets at home?"

Mrs. Cui said: "There is also a sack lying in the cellar."

Every household in rural areas usually digs a cellar under the kang hole. The cellar is not big, but it is two meters deep, which is convenient for storing things.

Jiang Zhiluo's eyes lit up, "Mom, I want to make something with these melons."

Mrs. Cui looked at Jiang Zhiluo's expression and knew that she must be useful.

Mrs. Cui naturally supported her, "Okay, mother, go and get it out from the cellar."

Just when Mrs. Cui was about to enter the kang cave cellar under the house, Cui Hejin said softly: "Mom, let me do it."

Jiang Zhiluo looked at Cui Hejin's frail appearance and couldn't help but said: "Can you do it? How about I go down? I have the strength."

Cui Hejin was walking forward, then paused, turned around and looked at Jiang Zhiluo, raised the ends of his narrow eyes slightly, and gave her a meaningful look.

This look was filled with thrilling brightness, and for some reason, Jiang Zhiluo even skipped a beat.

Cui Hejin didn't say anything, but went down to the cellar easily. There were steps inside for easy going down.

Soon, he took out the sack of beets.

Seeing these beets, Jiang Zhiluo had a bright smile on her face.

Because she seemed to see brown sugar and money.

Jiang Zhiluo began to wash the beets and then peel them.

Although Mrs. Cui didn't know what Jiang Zhiluo was going to do, she took a bench and sat in the yard to help peel it.

Mrs. Cui couldn't help but asked: "Zhiluo, do you want to eat this after peeling it?"

Mrs. Cui doesn't like eating beets very much.

However, there were no vegetables in winter, so they only grew cabbage, radish, beets and the like, so they planted some in that acre of land and ate some, but that was it.

Jiang Zhiluo said softly: "Mom, I plan to make brown sugar and sell it."

Mrs. Cui was even more shocked this time, her eyes widened and she forgot to react.

Red...brown sugar?

Did she hear it correctly?

Mrs. Cui also knew that her yard was a small courtyard with a fence and was not soundproof.

She pursed her lips, took a stool and leaned towards Jiang Zhiluo, and whispered: "Zhiluo, can I really make brown sugar?"

"Brown sugar is not easy to buy and is expensive. However, even if it is expensive, some women in the village still drink some during confinement. It is good for the body. Some women also drink brown sugar to ward off cold."

Just thinking about it, I know there are many people buying it.

"I also prepared two packs of brown sugar for you. I plan to take them with you to your parents when you come home tomorrow."

Jiang Zhiluo's expression changed. The custom here is to return home in three days.

I really have to go back to my parents’ house tomorrow.

Thinking of her parents, younger brothers and sisters, and how good they were to her, Jiang Zhiluo felt warm in her heart.

"Mom, you can really make brown sugar."

"There is no need to buy brown sugar in the future. I will make it myself. People in the south use sugar cane to make brown sugar. We don't have sugar cane here, but we can make it with beets."

"But mother, this matter needs to be kept secret."

"If it's cooked, we'll buy some beets in the village."

Mrs. Cui whispered: "Don't worry, I won't tell you."

Naturally, this secret method of making money cannot be explained.

These days, if anyone has a secret method or a secret recipe, they keep it secret.

Just thinking about it made her feel excited.

Even though their voices were very low, Cui Hejin, who was reading silently in the room, still heard them.

Mrs. Cui said: "We will do something later."

Jiang Zhiluo said: "After peeling these, cut them into pieces. Cut them into fine pieces and then steam them."

When Cui Hejin heard this, he put down the pen in his hand, stood up and went out with the hatchet.

His footsteps were light. Jiang Zhiluo and Mrs. Cui were immersed in their work and did not see him.

In the evening, when Cui Hejin came back with two bundles of firewood, Mrs. Cui and Jiang Zhiluo had already peeled all the beets and cut them into small pieces.

When Mrs. Cui was preparing to steam, she found that there was not enough firewood.

Just when I was anxious, I found that Cui Hejin had chopped the firewood back.

Mrs. Cui whispered to Jiang Zhiluo: "Zhiluo, although Hexin has a cold temperament, he is actually very caring. After a long time, you will definitely know how to treat him."

Seeing her son and daughter-in-law treating each other as if they were guests and treating her indifferently, she became a little anxious.

I can only help trace it.
Chapter completed!