Qin Wenzheng Is Unromantic

Gu Yundong pointed at the white sugar. "The formula for the white sugar can be presented to the imperial court."

Qin Wenzheng's eyes lit up, but she continued, "But there are conditions."

"What conditions?"

"The imperial court will allow me to privately make and sell it." Damn it, she was clearly the one who made it. She still had to obtain the imperial court's permission to make deals. It was so annoying.

But Gu Yundong knew that it was impossible for her to keep the technique of extracting white sugar in her hands.

This thing was not like recipe or embroidery skills. This person did not have it, but that person did. They could hide it as an inheritance and let the future generations inherit the skills.

White sugar was related to the livelihood of the people. In the future, it would have to enter thousands of families. It was like salt. She was just a small farmer girl. How could she dare to monopolize it? She would be killed in minutes.