Chapter 281: I'll be an undercover agent for Your Majesty
Early the next morning.
In the prosperous areas of Chang'an City, crackling explosions suddenly sounded.
The streets of Chang'an City, which were originally quiet, became lively all of a sudden.
After a firecracker exploded, people suddenly found that strange shops appeared at the intersection of the busy road.
There is a big signboard hanging at the door: Old Chang'an popsicle.
The shops are not large, and the counters are placed on the threshold, not to mention the tables, not even the chairs where the customers sit.
At the door of the store, there were two men holding a loudspeaker and shouting: "Popsicles, old Chang'an popsicles, delicious and inexpensive, affordable, clear heat and relieve heat, a must-have in summer!" ”
People crowded around and became curious about the popsicle.
As the number of onlookers increased, a middle-aged man took out a popsicle for everyone to watch, and then ate a few bites in public.
Although it is morning, the temperature is slowly rising.
When everyone saw this popsicle, they were all interested.
But as soon as I inquired about the price, I was stunned for ten cents a piece.
For many people from ordinary backgrounds, ten cents, that is the cost of a day, with a day's rations in exchange for a popsicle to eat in the stomach three or two, who gave you the courage?
Yes, an hour passed.
The ten newly opened stores of Dream Group had countless onlookers, but they did not sell a single popsicle.
This shop near Taipingfang has the best location and the most onlookers.
I saw that under the sign at the entrance of the store, there was a line of small golden words on the sign "Old Chang'an Popsicle": The Seventh Branch.
Not far away, Du He clasped his hands and looked quietly, and standing behind him was the Minister of Chinese Martial Arts of the DPRK in his regular clothes.
Hou Junji looked anxiously at those who only asked but didn't buy, and thought to himself, if he won, wouldn't he have to live up to His Majesty's kindness at that time?
If you can't eat popsicles, if you are reprimanded by Li Er, it will not be worth it.
When Du He saw it, he asked with a smile: "Lord Hou, this popsicle can't be sold, why do you think you are more anxious than me?" ”
Hou Junji wiped his forehead and shook his head: "Du He, I'm not worried about you, I'm hot, this day, it's getting hotter and hotter." ”
The eldest grandson Wuji and others said one after another: "Everyone has read carefully, you must not buy popsicles, and you can't let people related to Duhe buy them, not the people of the Dream Group, and even more so the people of the Laiguo Mansion." ”
Before he finished speaking, he saw a group of teenagers suddenly appear not far away.
The teenagers, one by one with money bags in their hands, walked briskly, and then came to the front of the shop and shouted loudly.
"Shopkeeper, buy popsicles!"
"Popsicles, I want ten!"
"I want five!"
"I want fifteen."
"I only need three!"
In a short time, all the popsicles in the seventh branch were sold out, and they were all bought by these teenagers.
Hou Junji and others were stupid.
They all heard from Du He that the seventh branch alone had prepared 200 popsicles today.
In the blink of an eye, it was bought by more than 20 teenagers?
The point is that each of these teenagers has a popsicle in their hands, but they don't eat it all themselves, but distribute it to the surrounding crowd.
What is the origin of these teenagers?
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Look, those teenagers, they are students of Guozijian." ”
Everyone took a closer look, and sure enough, many of them were familiar to everyone, and they were the heirs of the courtiers in the court.
Everyone turned their heads and glared angrily at Kong Yingda.
The eldest grandson Wuji said angrily: "Master Kong, didn't you say yesterday that you should go back and warn everyone in the Guozijian that you must not come out to buy popsicles?" ”
Kong Yingda looked innocent and said, "Old man...... The old man can't do anything about this, this group of students regard the county uncle as an idol, after they knew about it yesterday, they threatened to support the county uncle, and I can't stop it. ”
Since Du He single-handedly contributed to the rebuilding of the Guozi Prison, his prestige among the Guozi Prison members even surpassed Kong Yingda for a time.
In addition, Du He is young, eclectic, and the richest man in Chang'an, so he is naturally crazy infatuated by a group of teenagers.
No, yesterday I received the news that Du He and Hou Junji made a bet, and a group of guys conspired to support Du He, and the most direct way was to bring all their money bags over to buy popsicles.
After a while, I saw the old man hurriedly running over and said to Du He: "Young master, young master, great, our ten branches of popsicles, a total of 2,000, all sold out, if I hadn't asked them to close the store early, I'm afraid that now they are surrounded by the people and can't go, now, there are still many people who want to eat popsicles and can't buy them." ”
When the people around heard it, they all shouted that it was impossible, thinking that Du He was cheating, and how could he sell 2,000 popsicles if he didn't have a stick of incense? You know, it's only been an hour, and no one has ever bought a popsicle.
Du He listened to everyone's doubts and said with a smile: "Old man, tell them, how are popsicles sold?" ”
The old man hurriedly said: "Originally, no one bought popsicles, but after the teenagers came, they bought a lot of popsicles and distributed them to everyone. ”
Everyone was stunned.
Is that okay too?
But listening to Hou Junji next to him, he suddenly yelled happily: "Great, I lost." ”
When everyone hears this, this guy can't be crazy, right?
Hou Junji also felt that his reaction was a little abnormal, and hurriedly returned to his normal expression, and said, "I am willing to lose the bet, Du He, I lost." ”
Du He waved his hand.
I saw the old man turn around and run to the tenth store, and in a short time, he brought over a wooden barrel.
Boom.
The barrel falls to the ground.
The old man opened it himself.
I saw a bucket full of popsicles, showing in front of everyone.
Hou Junji saw it, and his eyes lit up.
Du He said with a smile: "Lord Hou, it's too late to regret it now, this is a hundred popsicles!" ”
Hou Junji waved his hand and said indifferently: "What's so difficult about that, I think at the beginning, when this official led the soldiers to attack the Turks, he drank a bucket of water in one go, your popsicle, if you eat it, it is similar to water, so you don't have to be afraid." ”
"Okay, good man," Du He laughed, "come here, bring a chair for Lord Hou." ”
While.
After the chair was set, Hou Junji sat down, rolled up his sleeves, a popsicle in his left hand and a popsicle in his right hand, and began to eat under everyone's gaze, with a happy smile on his face.
Popsicles, so many popsicles, all mine...... Hahaha...... I'm still going undercover for Your Majesty, hahaha......
Especially when he saw the envy of the eldest grandson Wuji and others around him, Hou Junji became even more proud.
In a short time, he ate more than a dozen popsicles, and felt that his mouth was a little numb, and he still had some painful teeth, and he didn't feel it at this time.
The original sweet and delicious popsicle seems to have no taste at this time.
The smile on Hou Junji's face gradually disappeared.