Outside Xianyang, south of Jingshui.
A brown sugar workshop was located here.
Following the principle of proximity, there was also a sugar cane plantation planted by Zhang Luo.
At this moment, many farmers were busy working in the Brown Sugar Mill.
They were the sugar workers, and they were rushing to make brown sugar.
Work at sunrise and rest at sunset.
It was originally like this, but if they could earn more money, these farmers could not do this.
Not to mention, the people who brewed sugar here were paid for every meal they took care of.
He could also get three catties of brown sugar every month.
Moreover, it was still the time when farming was idle.
Outside the brown sugar mill, there were twenty to thirty stone grinders lined up in a few rows.
Each stone roller had a cow tied to a rope and led by some children. They repeatedly pulled the stone roller to squeeze out the sugar juice from the sugar cane.
After that, someone brought the sugar cane juice into the room.
After a series of filtering and steaming, it was poured into a pot specially used to boil sugar.
At the same time, he kept stirring.
Until the brown sugar began to coagulate.
Finally, he took it out and placed it in a wooden plate. He waited for it to completely solidify and turn into brown sugar.
This entire process was seen by a beautiful woman.
"From sugar cane to brown sugar, the cost is not high.”
"Including the expenses for the sugar master, it's less than 80 yuan at most, but the internal history set the price at 200 yuan at the lowest.”
"What a huge profit!"
The beautiful woman's eyes flickered.
The brown sugar had only been on sale for a short time, and 5,000 catties were sold out in just a few days.
The nobles, tycoons, and wealthy merchants all fought to buy it.
Those who were quick-witted had already started to make reservations.
Therefore, Brown Sugar Mill was still rushing to finish the work these few days.
Some merchants wanted to buy brown sugar and sell it elsewhere.
If he sold it elsewhere, it would be more expensive.
This wasn't like cerealose.
Malt came from grain and was not encouraged in the imperial court.
However, brown sugar was different. As long as there was sugar cane, there would be brown sugar, and sugar cane was not food.
Unfortunately, this was the Great Qin Dynasty Hall, and they did not have the ability to see Zhang Luo.
However, this was not a problem for Ba Qing.
Her status was not low.
However, when he wanted to see Zhang Luo, he still hadn't received any news after a day.
This made Ba Qing uncertain what this new internal history thought of him.
However, this brown sugar was made by Zhang Luo.
Moreover, Ying Zheng did not take the young lord's mansion back, so if Ba Qing wanted to be a middleman, he had to do it through the open and closed doors.
There was also the business district in Xianyang.
After seeing it, Ba Qing couldn't help but praise it.
Although the taxes were high, the merchants were equally willing.
Because there were countless merchants and goods gathered there.
All kinds of situations, prices, and goods could be found, so there was no need to worry about being transparent or being scammed.
There were even merchants from all over the world who chatted with each other. Perhaps there would be more business opportunities between them.
Unlike before, when communication was inconvenient and news was not good.
You buy my goods, I buy your goods, and we earn money together.
A win-win situation!
If there were any conflicts, they would immediately find Great Qin's people.
The Qin laws had nurtured officials who treated reason as their king.
Of course, they weren't as friendly to some foreign races, such as the Hu.
If there was to be justice, it had to be on the premise that the Qin people did not suffer any losses.
It was said that this was said by Minister Zhang.
Therefore, these merchants gathered even more in the commercial district.
Many big businessmen had their own shops in the commercial district of Xianyang.
Other than receiving customers, the waiters inside were also inquiring about the sources and prices of various goods.
So that they could buy at a low price when they wanted to do business and sell at a high price elsewhere.
The price of land in the business district was also increasing day by day.
But even so, the internal historian's office was still desperately holding back a lot of land and not selling it.
Ba Qing did some calculations. Just from selling the shop, the Internal Historian Manor might have already made a lot of money.
That was because her family had a medium-sized shop there.
Moreover, it was rented.
3,000 yuan a month.
At this moment, one of Ba Qing's subordinates hurriedly ran over.
"Master, Minister Zhang invites you to meet him tomorrow.”
Ba Qing was delighted when he heard this, and his face bloomed like a flower.
"That's great!"
"Let's go back."
She needed to be prepared.
Although this new internal historian was young, he was definitely not a simple person!
Thus, the next day, Ba Qing arrived at the internal historian's residence at the appointed time to meet Zhang Luo.
This time, she must get the rights to sell brown sugar in Ba Shu!
It would be even better if it could not only be in the Ba and Shu regions.
She was still waiting outside the main court of the Internal Affairs Office.
Because in front of her, there were still thirty to forty officials of the court waiting in line. Some were from the Internal History Office, and some were from other departments.
Each of them held a document in their hands.
Some of them were holding a thick stack of things.
"Is that paper?"
Ba Qing looked at it curiously.
He heard that the imperial court had a new item that was replacing all the scrolls.
However, Ba Qing was attracted by another scene.
In the main hall, the young man sitting in the main seat handled the government affairs like flowing water.
Very soon, he finished dealing with one person's matters, and there were very few delays.
The number of people in front of Ba Qing was rapidly decreasing.
Until she was the only one left.
"Greetings, Minister Zhang!"
Ba Qing bowed.
Zhang Luo looked up and was slightly stunned.
Luo Wei's eyes were like autumn water, and her skin was beautiful. What a beautiful woman.
Zhang Luo retracted his gaze and thought, I'm no different from Cao Cao?
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