The Space Doctor Became the Favorite of the Exiled Powerful Minister

Chapter 14 Confidentiality

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

Jiang Zhiluo felt warm in her heart when she saw Mrs. Cui's expression of concern for her.

Jiang Zhiluo smiled softly and said, "Mom, let's go into the house 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 is very simple and tastes very average. It seems that there is not much salt, the taste is very bland, and it is almost all cabbage soaked in water.

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

As long as you have enough to eat, you don’t have to worry 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 her chopsticks and looked at Jiang Zhiluo in shock: "Zhiluo, you... can you make maltose?"

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

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

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

 Families 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."

Even though Mrs. Cui couldn't believe it, looking at Jiang Zhiluo's confident and calm expression, she 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 to buy sugar during the Chinese New Year.

Cui Hejin looked deeply at Jiang Zhiluo and 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 rural household usually digs a cellar under the kang hole. The cellar is not big, but it is about two meters deep, making it easy to store things.

Jiang Zhiluo’s eyes lit up, “Mom, I want to make something with these beets.”

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

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

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

Jiang Zhiluo looked at Cui Hejin's frail appearance and said involuntarily: "Can you do it? Or I should go down, I have the strength."

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

This glance, with a thrilling brightness, made Jiang Zhiluo skip a beat for some reason.

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.

Gang Zhiliao 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 still couldn't help but ask: "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, and that was all.

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.

 Brown...brown sugar?

Did she hear it correctly?

Mrs. Cui also knows that her yard is a small courtyard with a fence and is not soundproof.

She pursed her lips, took a stool and leaned towards Jiang Zhiluo, and whispered: "Zhiluo, can you 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 the cold.”

Just thinking about it, you can tell that there are many people buying it.

“I’ve also prepared two packs of brown sugar for you, thinking that when you come back tomorrow, you can take them with you to your parents.”

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 beet.”

“But mom, 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."

 The secret method of making money cannot be explained.

These days, if anyone has a secret method or a secret recipe, they are all keeping it secret.

 Just thinking about it made her feel excited.

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

Mrs. Cui said, "We'll figure out what to do later."

Jiang Zhiluo said: "After peeling these, cut them into pieces. After cutting them into fine pieces, they need to be steamed."

Hearing this, Cui Hejin put down the pen in his hand, got up and went out with the hatchet.

His steps 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 cook, she found that there was not enough firewood.

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

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

 She was a little anxious when she saw her son and daughter-in-law treating each other like guests and being indifferent to her.

I can only help with the description.

Jiang Zhiluo looked at Cui Hejin's figure, her expression was slightly dazed, and she couldn't help but think of him in that ancient life.

 (End of this chapter)