Chen JianShe had the vigor and drive characteristic of this era.
Seeing Chen JianShe once again looking like a model of an eager, upstanding young man, Gu Jiaojiao smiled and reminded him of something.
"You can go home and get your earthenware jars now. Once it cools, you can seal it up. Whenever you want a drink, just scoop some out. It's super convenient."
Hearing this, Chen JianShe immediately ran off.
Gu Jiaojiao had been tending the fire all day and felt quite exhausted.
'If this were modern times, I would absolutely never bother making sugar.'
'Never mind the hassle and the manual labor; I burned through dozens of pounds of firewood alone.'
'If this were the modern era, the cost of the gas alone would be enough to just buy the brown sugar.'
'It was only because firewood was free and labor was cheap in this era; otherwise, this would be a complete loss.'
While the sugar syrup cooled, Gu Jiaojiao also brought in two larger earthenware jars.
