Chapter Thirty-Seven: Whoever beats him, I'll pay a penny

"Uncle, as far as the old man knows, there are only royal people who have the cold ice of midsummer, right? So how does Jingzhou make ice wine? ”

The bustard asked.

"Oh?"

The ugly fat man glanced at her, "Are you suspicious of the uncle?" ”

"Don't dare, don't dare! Just curious! ”

The bustard hurriedly waved his hand.

"Humph! Forgive me for not daring! ”

Only then did the ugly fat man say: "Only the royal family has cold ice in midsummer? It's all the old emperor's calendar! Now the slightly wealthier people in Jingzhou will build their own ice cellars, store ice in winter, and take it out in summer, what's so strange? Not to mention those restaurants and hooks! ”

When they heard this, their hearts longed for it.

Seeing this, the ugly fat man sneered and took out all the superiority in his body.

"However, it's understandable that there is no ice in the Chunshui Building, after all, it is in a small place like Yongzhou where birds don't, even if there is ice, no one can afford it!"

“……”

Everyone was silent, and their faces were extremely ugly.

Although everyone is accustomed to the contempt of people from Jingzhou, it is inevitable that they will feel uncomfortable when they are slammed in front of them like this.

Especially what others scolded really made them speechless.

"Dare to ask this uncle, what is the ice price in Jingzhou?"

The old bustard seemed to think of something, and a bright color flashed in his eyes, and he asked.

"Where can anyone sell ice?"

The ugly fat man said disdainfully: "We sell ice wine, why buy ice alone?" ”

"And what is the price of ice wine?"

"Hehe, listen up, don't scare you!"

The ugly fat man glanced at the audience and was triumphant: "Our ice wine is only sold by the bowl, and it costs 500 yuan per bowl!" ”

"Shhh Five hundred texts? ”

"A jar of wine is only 100 wen, and they dare to sell 500 wen for a bowl of wine?"

"But it's understandable, after all, it's ice, not wine, that is expensive."

"Yes, this summer cold ice was unique to the royal family, if we can enjoy the royal treatment, let alone a few hundred dollars, what is one or two pieces of silver?"

Most of the people who come to Chunshui Lou are not bad for money, and when they talk (blow up), they are naturally much tougher than looking for the people.

The bustard next to him listened and secretly calculated.

Whether there is a midsummer cold ice in Yongzhou City, she knows better than anyone else!

Yesterday, Ah Kun Gongzi just asked her to sell ice, and she thought that a jar of ice was too expensive for a tael of silver and she refused, but now that it is calculated, compared with the price of ice wine, his ice is really not expensive!

Such a big jar of ice, to say the least, can ice five or six bowls of wine, so back and forth, a few taels of silver will come out, which is much more than letting the girls sell meat and sell their arts!

Looking at the reactions of these scholars in the building, I think they don't know that Ah Kun Gongzi has ice, it seems that she has to find Ah Kun Gongzi to buy the ice during the day, and there will be more and more guests coming here in the future, and the market for this ice wine is very big!

……

The old bustard was thinking about it proudly, when a somewhat familiar voice came from behind him.

"What about the people of Jingzhou? What Jingzhou has, we naturally have in Yongzhou! And what Jingzhou doesn't have, we also have in Yongzhou! ”

The old bustard looked behind him, and it turned out to be the pink boy from the night before, who was walking out of the crowd.

"We have a son of Ah Kun in Yongzhou who can write just like a river flowing eastward, do you have one in Jingzhou?"

Chen Mo, the pink boy, raised his chin and asked arrogantly.

He tried not to focus his eyes on the ugly fat man, afraid that he couldn't help but laugh.

Especially the ugly fat man's lame Jingzhou dialect, which made her a native of Jingzhou disgusting, and for the first time gave birth to a feeling that she didn't want to be a Jingzhou person.

The ugly fat man was naturally a fat ball with makeup by Jing Zhe, and when he saw Chen Mo speak out, he knew that the main event was coming, and he was tense all over, and he entered the play in a second.

"Hehe, what about the ice wine? We have midsummer cold ice in Jingzhou, do you have it in Yongzhou? A group of dirt buns, what do you compare with our authentic old Jingzhou? ”

Chen Mo resisted the urge to vomit and retorted: "Who said that we don't have cold in Yongzhou in midsummer? ”

"She said it!"

The old bustard who was pointed at by the fat ball secretly said that it was not good, could it be that this pink boy also knew that Ah Kun Gongzi had ice there?

They seem to know each other, and it's really possible!

"This son, can you take a step to speak?"

The old bustard wanted to stop this pink boy from speaking out, if everyone knew that Ah Kun had ice there, then she would be passive!

But Chen Mo didn't bother to take care of her at all, he didn't bother to look at her, and said directly: "She is in this building every day, what do you know?" We not only have midsummer cold ice in Yongzhou, but also mung bean popsicles! And we have too much ice, a mung bean popsicle can't cost 500 wen, 100 wen is enough! ”

As soon as the words fell, the readers in the building began to whisper.

"Do we really have cold ice in the middle of summer in Yongzhou?"

"I haven't heard of it!"

"Could it be that this son didn't want to see him humiliate me and other Yongzhou peers, so he said it on purpose?"

"Presumably so!"

The voice was not loud, but the ugly fat man listened to it, and sneered: "Hehe, it turned out to be a lie!" ”

"You don't believe me?"

"Don't believe it!"

The ugly fat man said disdainfully: "Ugly Yongzhou people, not only are they poor and sour, but they don't dare to face the reality, what's the use of lying and, do you think others are fools like you?" ”

“……”

This time, even the ugly fat man's friend, the ugly big man with a very low sense of existence, couldn't sit still: "Fat brother, I'm also from Yongzhou, don't say it anymore, give me face!" ”

"Ahh Giving you face? ”

The ugly fat man took a sip, "If you don't remind me, the uncle has forgotten that you are also from Yongzhou, and from now on, you are no longer my friend!" The noble old Jingzhou doesn't need Yongzhou people to be friends! ”

“……”

Everyone was stunned and cut off friends on the spot, and there was no one else in this operation!

"This guy... I want to hit him! ”

"I think so too?"

"Who's going to beat him, and I'll pay a penny?"

"A penny? Are you embarrassed to say that? ”

"Fighting this kind of ugly person is a lot of money!"

"Huh... I think so..."

Looking at the eagerness of everyone, Chen Mo's head was big for a while, and he knew that this scene should end in advance, otherwise he was afraid that the fat ball would really be hammered.

I don't know if this guy is acting or his nature is like this, it's really annoying, and it has already caused public anger!

"Okay, don't believe it, do you? I'm going to send someone to a friend to bring me a mung bean popsicle right now, and see if you believe it or not!" ”

Chen Mo's words dispelled everyone's attention very well, but he didn't mention the matter of playing fat balls.

"Go! I'm also going to see if you can conjure up any mung bean popsicles! ”

The ugly fat man held his head high, and his face was unconvinced.

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