Daming: Old Zhu, we agreed not to rush!

Chapter 59 Still Not Comprehensive enough
When the seed of doubt arises, it can never be removed.

Zhu Yuanzhang recalled Su Jing's various operations before, trying to confirm the fact that Su Jing had already figured out his and Zhu Biao's identities.

But unfortunately, Lao Zhu couldn't convince himself.

Because what Su Jing did before was too daring!
Several times, Lao Zhu almost failed to suppress the killing intent in his heart.

Unless Su Jing is dying, otherwise he doesn't know the designation.

It's just that Lao Zhu's suspicion is hard to get rid of.

"No, I have to find a way!"

Zhu Yuanzhang said to himself.

Empress Ma immediately said: "Chong Ba, you can calm down for me, what can I do?"

"Think about it carefully, whether Mr. Su knows the identity of Biuer or not, whether what he is doing now is good for Biuer and beneficial to Daming."

"Doubt these talented people all day long, aren't you afraid that they will be alienated?"

Only Empress Ma dared to say this.

If it was someone else, and Lao Zhu got angry together, he would have killed everyone.

Therefore, behind a successful man, there is usually a good wife.

Empress Ma's help to Zhu Yuanzhang is absolutely no lower than those civil servants and military generals, but the credit is not so obvious.

"Sister, I see, I just want to get out of it."

Zhu Yuanzhang was not angry, but explained to Empress Ma.

Zhu Yuanzhang has always been grateful and tolerant of his Queen Ma, who has been married since childhood.

Empress Ma glared at him and said, "That's fine, let Biao'er ask how to solve this matter of tax exemption for officials and gentry."

"Yes, the girl is right."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and said with a smile.

at the same time.

In the back kitchen of Jinling Hotel, Zhu Biao was helping Su Jing.

Of course, there are also a group of chefs standing behind Su Jing respectfully, watching Su Jing operate.

The chefs of this group of uncles did not show any displeasure on their faces, on the contrary they were very excited.

Of course, it's not because Su Jing is their boss, but because Su Jing's dishes are novel and delicious.

In the field of cooks, craftsmanship is the only criterion for judging.

Pour rapeseed oil directly into a shiny black pot, and it becomes the standard of wide oil in minutes.

The fire continuously heats the iron pan, and the iron pan conducts the heat to the wide oil.

Su Jing looked at the oil pan, reached out and touched the oil surface, feeling the temperature change.

"Niu Yi, give me the sweet potato."

When the oil temperature reached, Su Jing immediately stretched out her hand and said.

"Yes, Master Su."

Zhu Biao directly handed Su Jing the cut sweet potatoes that had been soaked in water to remove the starch and then dried.

Oh!

The hob-cut sweet potatoes were directly put into the pot with [-]% oil temperature by Su Jing, and the oil surface began to boil at random.

When the sweet potatoes were slightly shaped, Su Jing gently pushed them with a strainer to separate the sticky sweet potato pieces.

Time passed slowly, and the movement in the pot gradually stabilized.

Su Jing stared fixedly at the frying pan, and took out the sweet potato cubes when they were slightly yellow in appearance.

Then pour a pot of hot oil back into the oil drum, leaving a little base oil.

"sugar."

Su Jing said again.

Niu Yi immediately handed over a bowl of white sugar, to be precise, yellowish and reddish brown sugar.

Su Jing kept stirring the brown sugar with a frying spoon, and soon the brown sugar melted and big bubbles appeared.

"Slow down the fire."

Su Jing issued an order, and the firepower on the stove was immediately reduced.

All the brown sugar melted, the bubbles became smaller, and the color continued to darken until it became golden yellow.

Su Jing continued to stir it with a frying spoon until the golden syrup was a bit viscous and the bubbles began to disappear.

He threw in the previously fried sweet potato pieces and stir-fried them until every piece of sweet potato was evenly coated with golden sugar liquid.

Finally out of the pot and plate.

"Okay, this plate of shredded sweet potatoes is done!"

Su Jing looked at the shredded sweet potatoes in front of her, she was quite satisfied.

At least in appearance, it is [-]% similar to the ones I have eaten before.

It is still due to sugar, and there are a lot of impurities.

"Come and taste."

With a wave of Su Jing's hand, the chefs who couldn't wait rushed forward immediately.

Niu Yi also had quick eyesight and quick hands, so he grabbed a piece directly.

"good to eat!"

"Boss, this is too good!"

"Boss, I'm really convinced!"

"Any more?"

"Fuck, I'm done eating!"

To say it's delicious, it's actually not that exaggerated, it's just that Su Jing used so much sugar. For the ancients in the early Ming Dynasty, sugar was a luxury.

Sweet, that is the feeling of happiness.

Therefore, even the plates and pots were not spared, and they were all clean.

Su Jing didn't stay in the kitchen too long, and left after setting a high price.

On the street, Su Jing and Zhu Biao strolled casually.

"Master Su, this shredded sweet potato is really delicious."

Zhu Biao smacked his lips and said, "It's a pity that too much sugar is used, and ordinary people may not be able to afford it."

You must know that white sugar was introduced to China in the Song Dynasty, and the means of making white sugar in ancient times was mainly sugar cane.

Sugar cane can't be grown anywhere, so the production of sugar is naturally not much, and the price will naturally go up.

For the common people in ancient times, eating candied sweet potatoes is not as cost-effective as buying some sweet fruits.

"There is always a time when you can afford it."

Su Jing looked at Zhu Biao and said, he always felt that as a student, he was a little too concerned about the country and the people.

Although it's not bad, it's not good to put such a heavy burden on yourself at a young age.

"Well, the students believe what Master Su said!"

Zhu Biao nodded and replied seriously.

Su Jing smiled and said: "Although I can't beat the price of the shredded sweet potatoes for the time being, I'm still a little bit sure about caramel."

Sweet potatoes can make sugar. In fact, not only sweet potatoes, but also many crops with high starch content can make sugar.

Of course, what is made is not white sugar, but caramel, which cannot be used to make candied vegetables.

However, crops with high starch content are generally grains.

But now it is the beginning of Ming Dynasty, and the food produced by the common people must be the priority to fill their stomachs.

After all, they just went through the war, so they must be storing up surplus food.

But with sweet potatoes it's different.

Zhu Biao heard Su Jing's words, but his expression was solemn and he said: "Master Su, if the price of caramel candy comes down, what will happen to those ordinary people who sell candy?"

Studying with Su Jing in Lishui County, Zhu Biao was immersed in the lives of the people, or survival.

There are still people in the caramel business.

If Su Jing really mass-produces caramel, those who sell sugar will be squeezed out of their living space.

They may be supporting their families on a meager income.

"That's right, Niu Yi, you now know how to look at problems from multiple perspectives."

Su Jing smiled and looked at Zhu Biao.

Zhu Biao said modestly: "Mr. Su is good at teaching, but the students are just applying what they have learned."

Su Jing didn't hold back, and said directly: "It's just that what you read is still not comprehensive enough."

(End of this chapter)