This old bustard is quite good at adding drama to himself.

Jing Zhe smiled, "Madam said that she laughed, how could she be a noble royal family in the lower Pingtou people?" ”

Seeing that the old bustard didn't believe it, he said again: "Besides, Jingzhou has to be ten days' walk away from Yongzhou, and even if you bring ice, it will turn into water here." ”

The old bustard thought about it for a while, and then looked at the ice in the porcelain jar, except that the surface had melted because the lid had just been opened, but the bottom was intact, not like it had been transported from a distance.

Then he was surprised: "If the prince is not from the royal family, then how is this ice made?" As far as the old body knows, in Anguo, only the royal family knows the art of summer ice making! ”

Jing Zhe waved his hand, "Madam is wrong, it's not that the royal family knows how to make ice in summer, it's just that they can store it!" ”

"Storage?"

The old bustard looked dazed.

Jing Zhe explained: "In the severe cold of winter, the palace guards will dig the river to take the ice and put it in a special ice cellar, store it for half a year, and then take it out when the weather is hot. So the royal ice is not special, it's just storage! ”

When I read a book before, Jing Zhe had an understanding.

Before saltpeter ice, this is how the ice used by the royal family in the summer was indeed obtained, and this method was also available to the royal family, because they could spend time and manpower to build such a huge ice cellar, which was impossible for people to try.

After hearing this, the bustard was amazed: "Taught! Ah Kun Gongzi knows so much! ”

Looking at the old bustard's adoring look, Jing Zhe was a little disgusted, thinking to himself that you are not a young girl, are you evil or not?

Coughed lightly, "It's just because the elders in the next family participated in the construction of the ice cellar in the early years, and later the elders returned to their hometown and also built a Xiaoice cellar." This ice was taken out of the ice cellar, so I didn't understand it until I was down. ”

The old bustard nodded again and again, and then looked at the porcelain jar, his eyes flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"If you supply ice for the Spring Water Building, what does Madame think?"

Now that the words have been spoken, Jing Zhe is no longer hiding.

But the old bustard was unusual, without the look of expectation just now, his chin tilted slightly, and said lazily: "Ah Kun Gongzi, this ice is good, but you see, there was no ice in the building before, didn't you come here too?" ”

"Madame doesn't want it anymore?"

Jing Zhe couldn't understand what she meant, and asked tentatively.

"Hehe, if the price is right, it's not impossible."

The old bustard laughed twice, "If it's too expensive, the old body can only endure the pain of love!" ”

“……”

After doing it for a long time, it was actually bargaining.

"Scarcity is precious, and Madame just said that this summer ice is unique to the royal family, and it is priceless and unmarketable, and everyone can't ask for it. So the price of this ice - such a can, a tael of silver is not much, right? ”

This porcelain jar is about four or five catties, and the price is indeed more expensive for people looking for taste, but the people who come to Chunshui Lou are not bad money, Jing Zhe has already investigated, and this price is not expensive for them.

"A tael of silver?"

The old bustard muttered, but did not say whether he would agree or not, and his attitude was very different from before.

Through Jing Zhe's performance last night and now, she has figured out that the handsome young man opposite is really short of money.

Since this is the case, she has room for a counteroffer, and deliberately bets on him for a while to lower the price.

The old bustard's attitude made Jing Zhe very angry, and just as he was about to say a few words, he heard a charming voice from upstairs, clear and pleasant, as if ringing in his ears.

"Since Gongzi Ah Kun has come to the building, why don't you go upstairs to talk about it?"

Jing Zhe looked up, and on the empty platform, a woman was standing looking at him, her eyes burning.

She was wearing a snow-white spun tassel dress, her eyes were like water, her face was like glow, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and she was exquisite.

Traveling to this era, the best-looking woman Jing Zhe has ever seen is Lu Li, and this Wan'er girl is on par with Lu Li, and her top name also complements each other.

Accustomed to seeing Lu Li on weekdays, Jing Zhe has some resistance to beauties of the same level, but when he saw Miss Wan'er for the first time, he was still a little dazed.

I always feel deep in my soul, a look of déjà vu.

And the woman on the platform probably had this idea, her eyes were slightly stunned, and her heart was strange.

"Yesterday, I wanted to invite my son upstairs to taste the poems, but I didn't want to be rejected by my son, and Wan'er felt deeply sorry. Today's time is empty, and the son should not shirk again. ”

Wan'er bent her knees, her voice soft.

Jing Zhe wanted to refuse, but the words came to his lips, but in the end they became a word.

"Okay."

Han Han was shocked and hurriedly stopped: "Childe, it's dangerous!" ”

"Fuck off!"

"Childe, how can I have a sister? Fat people have girls! ”

“……”

Jing Zhe was speechless, pushed him away, pointed to Lang Lang Qiankun outside the door, and said fiercely: "Where is the danger in broad daylight?" If you don't feel at ease, you can go upstairs with me!

After speaking, he didn't wait for him, and "pedaled" upstairs.

yes, in broad daylight, it doesn't seem like the time to do that.

Han Han scratched his head, hesitated for a moment, and finally followed.

The old bustard stared at the backs of the two of them, and said with a smile: "Ah Kun Gongzi go, the matter of selling ice will be discussed later!" ”

……

Jing Zhe went upstairs and was led into the house, of course, the personal bodyguard Han Han did not leave an inch.

There was a burner of incense on the table, and the green smoke curled and the fragrance was pervasive.

The room is not big, but it is clean and properly packed, the bed is neatly folded, and there are two bags on it.

Jing Zhe said curiously: "Miss Wan'er, this is... Going? ”

Wan'er didn't shy away from it, poured him a cup of tea, and said slowly: "Wan'er is not from Yongzhou, she just came here to stop by, and she has rested enough, so she is ready to leave." ”

Jing Zhe nodded, but didn't ask any more questions, everyone met in Pingshui, and it was useless to say more.

Wan'er chose another topic.

"The words made by Childe last night are beautiful and far-reaching, and Wan'er has thought about it several times, but she can't sleep at night."

Jing Zhe thought about a polite sentence, but Wan'er suddenly changed her words and asked: "But the more Wan'er reads, the more she feels that the pattern of this word is not like simply writing about the relationship between men and women, but more like compassion for the family and the country, dare to ask if the son is or not?" ”

After hearing this, Jing Zhe was stunned.

He deleted the word "homeland", and she could see that the artistic conception of this word is the family and the country, which shows that her high poetic attainments are by no means idle!

When he looked at the past again, he was much more awe-struck.

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