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This juice extraction rate is very poor, equivalent to [-]%.

The waste of raw materials is huge, and accordingly, the room for improvement is also huge.

In ancient times, there were no modern large-scale juicers that could achieve a juice extraction rate of more than [-]%, and there were no centrifuges for separation. However, the stone reels that only appeared during the Qing Dynasty can be used.

"This has always been the case. Using a wooden wheel to crush sugarcane juice three times, you can only squeeze out this little juice."

Mrs. Tang was very interested in stone winches and asked, "There are dozens of large and small families in Yunhuang who make brown sugar. As far as I know, the local sugar houses under their control also use this traditional wooden winch. I am ignorant, but I hope Your Highness will give you some advice. What is this stone pulley like? How much more sugar cane juice can be produced by exploding it?"

Mu Tingxue asked someone to prepare pen and paper.

Immediately I drew a drawing of a powerful juicing tool from the Qing Dynasty, an ox-pulled stone pulley.

Compared with this kind of ox-drawn wooden pulley, there are not only differences in materials, but also considerable differences in parts.

Mrs. Tang became excited after reading the drawings: "Your Highness's stone reel design is really ingenious! The wooden reel uses wooden gears, and one reel drives the second reel; this stone reel is made of iron gears and stone. With a big roller, the interlocking gears are more complicated.”

Mu Tingxue said: "Using this kind of iron gear to drive the stone reel for juicing equipment can increase the sugar cane juice yield to [-]%."

Mrs. Tang was overjoyed: "This has increased production by half! Your Highness is a great talent!"

Originally, [-]% of the juice was already the limit.

Now [-]% of the sugarcane juice can be produced. Correspondingly, the brown sugar that will be cooked later can be produced by half. What a huge increase in profits!

Mu Tingxue noticed that the old cows in the Tang family's sugar house were relatively clean. All the feces in the cowsheds were shoveled away, and lime was spread on the corners for disinfection. The smell of cow dung in the air was not that strong, and it was hygienic. Overall it's okay.

As for flies and mice, probably because winter had already begun, they were not seen among the piles of sugarcane peels and bagasse.

The air was filled with sweetness and a faint smell of decay.

"Did you clean yesterday?"

Mu Tingxue raised her eyebrows. There was a rotten smell, which meant that sugarcane bagasse and sugarcane peels often piled up into mountains and became rotten.

In order to cope with the leadership inspection, it was cleared away in time, but the rotten smell in the air was lingering and would not be dissipated for a while.

Mrs. Tang was embarrassed for a while and did not dare to hide it: "...Yes."

Mu Tingxue's expression became serious: "Go to Tutangliao in Tianshui County outside the city."

There is no point in inspecting this place.

What she wants to see is not the excellent model prepared by someone below for you, but the common situation in most sugar houses!

There was a hint of panic in Mrs. Tang's eyes: "It's too far out of the city, which is troublesome. The two sugar houses in Tianshui County outside the city are also Tang's properties, and they are almost the same as here."

"almost?"

Mu Tingxue's eyes narrowed dangerously.

Mrs. Tang hesitated and hesitated: "It's just... well, the equipment used is the same, the sugar boiler's skills are the same, and the juice pressing shed has the same specifications."

"Since it's the same, let's drop by and have a look."

Mu Tingxue got on the carriage and said, "Just in time, I am going to the military factory outside the city to pick up a batch of iron tools that I have customized before."

Mrs. Tang was sweating coldly.

I know I can't hide from you left or right.

Since a cement road was also built in Yundu City, the carriage felt like it was on a highway. The journey that originally took two or three hours arrived in less than half an hour.

This is the power of Yunhuang's high speed. It suddenly comes over and reveals its true face. You don't even have time to hold on to it temporarily.

"What do you think this is called almost the same?"

Mu Tingxue looked at the very dilapidated Tang Family Tangtang House in Tianshui County with a gloomy expression.

The sugar houses in Yundu City are all made of bricks and tiles, but the sugar houses outside the city are better. The juice-pressing sheds are thatched sheds, and the sugar-cooking houses are peeling adobe houses, which are very crude!

What's even more frightening is the sanitary environment here.

It can no longer be described as "bad"!

If this were left in the 21st century, the Industrial and Commercial Bureau of the Health Bureau could revoke your business license, reporters and media would expose it, and it would set up a super negative example and become a hot topic in the news. It would even become a hot search topic because of the dirty and messy food processing environment, and it would be mentioned all over the world. More than one billion people in China cursed at the same time.

"The thatched roof is leaking, and it makes a whistling sound when the wind blows. If it rains, won't the dirty rainwater flow along the straw into the big pot for making sugar?"

"It's my fault. I didn't ask the people below to repair the roof in time. The boss is responsible for this area. He is an official in the court and doesn't care much about business. He made some mistakes." Mrs. Tang kept wiping her sweat.

"Look at the sugarcane skins all over the ground, the cow dung pulled by the old cows everywhere, all kinds of sugarcane leaves, bagasse, rotten and smelly, and bugs crawling around in the garbage! In this kind of place, the old people who have survived Can brown sugar be eaten by others?"

Mu Tingxue's blood pressure suddenly soared.

When she entered the adobe room where sugar was boiled, she almost vomited, "How come you can still see rat droppings in the sugar boiling pot?!"

Mrs. Tang knelt down with a plop, terrified, fearing that the eldest princess would be so angry that trouble would come to the Tang family.

"Your Highness, I have made all the mistakes, and they are all my fault. The boss is a ruthless man. After I return, I will not let him take care of any sugar house in the Tang family anymore!"

Mrs. Tang's son is a second-generation mediocre person, and everyone in Yundu knows it.

But Mu Tingxue snorted coldly, feeling that there was a sense of shirking responsibility.

"I'm afraid that the local sugar houses in Tianshui County are the real situation of the Tang family's hundreds of sugar houses scattered across the country. I'm sorry, but it's impossible for me, the princess, to let Baitang live in such a dirty and dirty black workshop. produced.”

Mrs. Tang was horrified and saw the duck flying away, causing chaos.

She kept begging for mercy, her voice trembling and changing her tone: "I will change immediately. I will give an order right now to have all the 180 seven sugar houses in the Tang family be renovated and rebuilt according to the conditions and standards of Yundu. I beg Your Highness not to abandon Tang." Shi, give the Tang family another chance to change their ways!"

Mu Tingxue decided to hit her hard, so she would not agree immediately, but asked in a deep voice: "Why is there such a big gap between it and Yundu Tutangliao?"

Mrs. Tang sobbed: "To be honest, the brown sugar produced in the largest local sugar house in Yundu and the candy figures are all supplied to the officials or sent to the palace."

Mu Tingxue understood: "Oh, it's to go to the rich man's table."

Mrs. Tang tremblingly revealed the truth: "The environment in the local sugar factory is quite dirty, and the low-quality old brown sugar produced is... all sold to the common people. The common people are not so particular, so it's okay to have some impurities mixed in. They don’t have a choice to buy it.”

Mu Tingxue felt a chill running down her spine.

From ancient times to the present, it is really the same strain.

Food for the rich is called high-priced non-polluting vegetables, and the supply channels for the rich are different, while food for the lower class is called "industrial feed."