Zhang Shun is a rough man, with the same smell as Du Gou'er, when he first looked at Zhou Quan, he just regarded him as an ordinary little guy, but when he arrived at Zhou's house together, he felt that the kid in front of him made him unable to see through.

Mo said that he couldn't see through it, even Du Gou'er, who grew up watching Zhou Quan, can't see through Zhou Quan now.

When he arrived at Zhou Quan's house, Zhou's father was not on official business, and Zhou's mother was in the house, so he immediately invited the neighboring old people to come to thank Zhang Shun, and rented a room next door, and invited a small servant to take care of Zhang Shun's sick body.

Zhang Shun's illness is actually almost better, he is just not accustomed to the water and soil, and after eating a bowl of soup, his energy has recovered a lot. He is an idle character, where he is willing to stay in bed and recuperate, he can go out immediately.

He originally just wanted to sit in front of the door for a while, but he happened to see Zhou Quan pushing the wooden box out.

In addition to Zhou Quan, there were eight teenagers plus a teacher who followed him.

The eight teenagers plus the teacher, each holding a small stick in their hands, and at the other end of the stick was a square piece of ice.

At first, Zhang Shun didn't think much about it, but then his eyes widened: "Bing? ”

How can there be ice on this hot day?

At this time, Beijing is prosperous, and there are already people selling cold drinks, what rock sugar ice and snow ice yuanzi, what ice cold sour plum soup, are all delicious in summer. But these are all drinks, but it is rare to sell ice alone, after all, most of the ice at this time is hidden in the ice cellar in winter, and non-rich people can't store more.

But now, these teenagers around Zhou Quan have one piece in each hand.

Looking at it, the Zhou family is not a rich family, how can there be so many ice cubes?

Sorry! Sorry!

Zhang Shun was pondering, and suddenly there was such a voice in his ears. He turned his face, but saw Du Gou'er appear beside him out of nowhere, also holding a small stick of Fang Bing in his hand, licking it with a sluggish face.

"Brother Du, is this ......" Zhang Shun asked with some puzzlement.

"It's amazing...... There is such a wonderful thing......" Before Zhang Shun's question was asked, he heard Du Gou'er muttering to himself.

"Brother Du?" Zhang Shun was even more surprised, and grabbed Du Gou'er.

Du Gou'er came back to her senses at this time, her eyes looked at him, but her gaze was still straight: "Brother Zhang, do you believe that there is a heaven-endowed talent in this world?" ”

Zhang Shun was completely incomprehensible and didn't understand what Du Gou'er was talking about.

At this moment, those teenagers surrounded Zhou Quan and his wooden box and walked in front of Zhang Shun together.

Zhou Quan saluted Zhang Shun and said with a smile: "Du Engong, your body has not yet healed, and you can't eat cold food in the near future, in a few days, when Engong is in good health, I will send some popsicles and Engong." ”

"Popsicles?" Zhang Shun suddenly realized that the ice in Du Gou'er and the others was like a popsicle.

"Eun Gong, please rest here, we're going to sell popsicles." Zhou Quan said again.

Du Gou'er watched Zhou Quan and the others leave, but Zhou Quan didn't push the box for too long, he just had some old feelings. Soon the person pushing the box was replaced by Li Bao, and Sun Cheng was selling it on the side: "Popsicle popsicle, salted mung bean sweet popsicle......"

Sun Cheng shouted out in this voice, which immediately attracted guests.

"Brother Cheng, are you selling ice?" The one who asked was a neighbor, who was considered to be well-off among the nearby residents.

When he opened his mouth to ask, his child, who was only five or six years old, was drooling in front of the teenagers with his fingers in his fingers.

"Popsicles, what we sell is not ordinary ice, it's popsicles, Matou brand popsicles!" Sun Cheng explained seriously.

Although he himself doesn't know what this Matou brand popsicle means.

"How to sell?" The neighbor asked with a smile.

"Salt water popsicles for three cents, sweet popsicles for four cents, mung bean popsicles for five cents!"

Hearing this value, the neighbor took a breath, this value is more expensive than ice water.

"Give me a sweet popsicle." The neighbor was not embarrassed to bargain with a group of half-sized children, and immediately discharged a few copper coins.

Li Bao took the money, stuffed it into a compartment of the box, and then lifted the lid. The neighbor looked into the lid of the box and saw layers of thick linen cloth.

Originally, Zhou Quan wanted to use quilts for heat insulation, but at this time, cotton was not yet popular, and leather was expensive, so he could only use linen instead. Li Bao lifted the sackcloth, and the neighbors saw that the pieces of ice in the box were neatly built, and Li Bao rummaged through them, took out one, and handed it to him.

After taking the ice, the neighbor didn't hold back himself, and took a sip first. Under this inhalation, I only felt that the general cool and sweet breath passed directly from the mouth into the internal organs, and then rushed to the mind from the internal organs.

At this time, it was the hot summer, the sun furnace was high, and the heat was pressing, and this coolness just neutralized the heat and made the neighborhood feel very happy. He couldn't help but raise the popsicle and licked it a second time, then a third, then a fourth.

When he licked for the first time, the child next to him was still looking forward, when he licked the second time, the child's brows were wrinkled, and the third time, the child's eyes were foggy, and he took the fourth time, and the child couldn't help it anymore, and cried with a wow.

"Daddy eats my popsicle, mother, Daddy grabs my popsicle!"

The little boy ran back while crying, and he hurriedly stepped forward to hold him, wanting to stuff the popsicle in his hand to him, but he was reluctant to feel the cold.

pondered in his heart, coaxed and deceived, brought the little boy back to Li Bao's side, sighed and said, "One more...... Your price is more expensive than other cold drinks! ”

Li Bao smiled at this time, and only then did he go out and sell two, which can be said to be a profit. Although he was simple, he also knew the matter, and while thanking him and taking the copper coin, he turned over a sweet popsicle and him.

"Wait, I want mung beans!" The neighbor was about to take it over, when he suddenly changed his mind.

"That's a penny more." Li Baodao.

"Yo drink, Li Bao is good, follow Quan Xiaolang, and now I know that five cents is more than four cents." The neighbor joked.

Li Bao's eyes suddenly widened, and he was about to get angry. Although he is stupid, he is more than four by one, and this bit of common sense is still there, and the other party is clearly laughing at him for being stupid.

Fortunately, Zhou Quan pulled him back, and at the same time, Zhou Quan sighed in his heart.

This guy is really not suitable for things like selling things, and with his character of only solving problems with his fists, it seems that he still has to make other plans.

The neighbor licked a mung bean popsicle, and then handed the sugar water popsicle that he had licked many mouthfuls to his son. His son put pen to paper on the popsicle in his hand, looked at the one in Lao Tzu's hand again, and then cried again: "Mother, mother, I want Doudou popsicles!" ”

In order to compete for popsicles, his father and son were fighting happily in the back, and Zhou Quan's side was a little busy.

At this time, it was getting noon, and it was the time when the blazing sun was shining, even under the shade of the trees on the side of the road, there was not much coolness, so when Sun Cheng's "popsicle popsicle" cheered out, it attracted many people to probe their brains.

When they see the appearance of the neighborhood's father and son competing for popsicles, these people who watch the excitement will know that popsicles are a good thing!

You have one, I'll have one, although most people only order the cheapest saltwater popsicles, but in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen sticks have been bought.

And here, it is only half a mile away from Zhou Quan's house.

Zhou Quan said that for every popsicle sold, they will have a penny of commission, and a box of popsicles is about 300 sticks, judging by the current situation, it is not difficult to sell 300 popsicles in one day!

Zhou Quan followed them for nearly a mile, occasionally correcting their way of selling popsicles, and seeing that Sun Cheng had completely gotten started, he waved his hand: "You follow Sun Cheng to sell, I'll go back first!" ”

On such a hot day, selling popsicles is such a hard thing, he doesn't do it, rather than this, it is better to go home and rest, licking popsicles in his mouth, and the little master helps to play fans, how beautiful!

"Hey, hey, hey, hey......"

After returning home, it was not the teacher who helped Zhou Quan fan, but Du Gou'er. And this guy, while fanning Zhou Quan, came up with his face salivating.

The fragrant little girl came up with a smile, which made people feel refreshed, and the dirty strange uncle brought up his hairy face, which made people feel disgusting and vomit.

Therefore, Zhou Quan was so frightened that he was taken aback, and directly kept a distance of more than two feet from this guy: "Uncle Dog, what do you want to do?" ”

"This ...... This one...... Popsicles, can you get me a few more? Du Gouer said.

Using nitrate to cool down and make ice is a necessary skill for traversers, and it is nothing to Zhou Quan. Just seeing the dog's appearance, Zhou Quan couldn't help but have a question in his heart: "You have eaten five or six sticks just now, and if you eat more, you will definitely have a bad stomach!" ”

"It's okay, I didn't want it for myself, I wanted it for ......"

When Du Gou'er said this, he was a little embarrassed, this guy has always been thick-skinned and dark-eyed, and he is bold and bold, showing a shy appearance, which is rare.

Of course, Zhou Quan still wanted to vomit when he saw this.

"Grunt, grunt......" What Zhou Quan heard next was a vague sound like a fish spitting bubbles, and Zhou Quan raised his eyebrows: "Uncle Dog, can't you talk about people?" ”

"Uh, you'll just give me a few more popsicles, Brother Quan, Master Quan, Uncle Quan......"

Du Gou'er, a rough embryo, couldn't understand the mystery of saltpeter refrigeration at all, and he regarded this as a trick.

Zhou Quan couldn't stand being entangled by him, and told his master to get him a few more popsicles, seeing this guy rushing out excitedly, Zhou Quan said again: "You wrap the popsicles in a cloth, otherwise it won't take long to melt away!" ”

Where did Du Gou'er go to look for cloth, he directly took off his clothes and wrapped the popsicle, this guy was only wearing a calf's nose pants, and ran away shirtless.

Seeing that this guy was gone, the master came up and said, "Brother, do you know where Uncle Dog went with the popsicle?" ”

Zhou Quan said lazily: "I don't know where I went, but I know that it must have been given to a woman." ”

The teacher was stunned: "You also know?" ”

"It's hard to guess, if it weren't for the sake of getting along, when would a man be so diligent?"

"Then brother, are you so lazy because my brother doesn't get along?" Shishi asked softly.

Zhou Quan was so frightened that he almost fell off the Hu bed.