The fire was reignited, and Xiaomi generously poured in four pounds of sugar.
Xiaocao was so shocked that her mouth could fit an egg. Her family wouldn't even eat two ounces of sugar in a year, yet Xiaomi put in a full four pounds!
Xiaomi noticed and explained, "Adding more sugar makes it tastier, and the jam can last a few more days. Otherwise, it would spoil in just a day or two, and that'd be a complete waste."
"Xiaomi, let me stir it. You go take a break." Wei Ziang took over Xiaomi's task, handling a large pot nearly full to the brim, bubbling away.
The prickly pears had started to soften, but the sugar hadn't fully dissolved. While stirring, it was necessary to press down with a spoon to help the prickly pears turn into a sauce more easily.
Steamed by the hot vapors, Xiaomi was feeling a bit warm and wiped her forehead, "Little bro, keep an eye on it. We're going to wash two small jars."
