Chapter 310: Selling Popsicles

Whether the husband and wife of the Zhang family had closed their eyes this night, Ding Xue didn't know slightly, but the next morning, Aunt Zhang Qi'er, like everyone else in the village, was very energetic although she had panda eyes, and the men, how could they do such a thing as resting at home and letting women go to the city to earn money.

So, when it was time to set off, the procession became a mighty army.

"What is this?"

Today, the boss and the boss are not on duty, and when they see the huge team in Yuequan Village, it is an official surnamed Li who comes to routinely ask.

Compared with the people of Yuequan Village, Ding Xuewei was much more familiar with them, and when he saw him ask him directly, he didn't wait to knock the boss to speak.

"Didn't the city release the ice-making method, and the people in the village came together to help with the publicity, so they came back to make popsicles and sent them for your uncles to taste and tasting."

"Popsicles?" The official was a little curious.

Ding Xue is very generous: "The ice cubes made with sugar water are sweet and sour, very thirst-quenching and heat-relieving, and very convenient to eat." We sell popsicles, one is to give a wake-up call to those in the house, ice can still be sold like this, and the other is to reassure everyone, let everyone know that the news in the government is not a pastime, as long as the ratio is appropriate, ice can definitely be made. ”

The ice-making matter announced by the government yesterday is very controversial, and many people are holding a wait-and-see attitude, as for those who have begun to experiment, and those who have achieved results from the experiment, it is not nothing, but these people are complacent with the results of experience, and no one thinks of ordinary people.

I have to say that Ding Xuewei is right when she says this, she is obviously here to make money, but this money-making behavior has been raised to a high level by her.

"Quick, get into the city, don't delay." The official was eager to take a hand, and after the convoy entered, he personally publicized it.

The popsicles of Yuequan Village have not yet been on the market, and the reputation of Yuequan Village has spread first.

The charter has been planned, after entering the city, it is time to go to the grocery store, and it is time to boil water.

Goodbye after more than half a month, as soon as the door was opened, there was a long convoy, and all the cauldrons, basins, wood, and adobe were visible at a glance.

"Miss is here to sell something?"

"Hmm." Ding Xue slightly motioned for him to let go, don't get in the way.

This garden is not small in area, and there are not many buildings, but except for the part of the building, it is basically green.

The people of Yuequan Village, who were the first to enter the garden, almost didn't roll their eyes when they heard Ding Xuewei's arrangement.

"Xuewei, if not, let's rent a small yard?" Boss Joe didn't want people to go to the verandah.

It already feels too much to set a fire in a picturesque yard, let alone build a stove into a verandah, a pavilion!

"Your garden is really not suitable for work, we are not short of money, so let's find a yard to go." Zhang Qi followed.

Ding Xuewei didn't think it was impossible, the verandah of nearly two meters was more than enough to place a pot of about one meter: "I asked you to take more adobe bricks, in order to build the stove thicker, the stove is thicker, and the heat insulation is good." ”

"It's okay to insulate the heat, but as soon as the smoke smokes, these flowers will be ruined!" Boss Joe pointed to the beautifully painted roof of the carved beams.

Ding Xue pointed with a small hand, and her fingertips landed on the bamboo tube that was two meters and a half long.

"Those who have made a chimney, the smoke goes straight to the sky."

The stove is generous, and there will be no problem with the smoke and fire, coupled with Ding Xuewei's firm attitude, everyone has to compromise.

Soon, rows of pots and stoves were set up, and water was poured into the cauldron.

When everyone boiled water, Ding Xuewei led Qiao Er and his party to Bazhen Tower, and not long after, a company of twelve truckloads of saltpeter was transported back.

The same question was also raised by the villagers who brought it back to the caramel candy, and in the same way, Ding Xuewei gagged them with an absolute attitude.

The smell of sugar quickly wafted out of the courtyard, and what spread farther than the fragrance of sugar was thick or light smoke.

"Miss."

The young people who brought in the officials were rarely uneasy.

The two officials who followed him stared at Ding Xuewei the moment they saw it: "Little girl? ”

These two people, one surnamed Qian and the other surnamed Yuan, have both been to Yuequan Village with Zhang Qiang, and their impression of Ding Xuewei is not bad.

"Two uncles." Ding Xue bowed slightly.

The janitor received her gaze and hurriedly explained: "The messengers found that the smoke was thick here, so they came to check. ”

"Uncles, don't worry." Ding Xue was slightly annoyed.

She thought about the damage caused by the high heat to the grass and trees in the garden, but she did not expect that the smoke gathered together could easily make people suspect the occurrence of a fire.

"We're very careful, the two uncles might as well come and take a look."

While taking people around the tour, Ding Xuewei also popularized the principle of ice-making to the two of them and the reason why they would burn the fire here.

Listening to her lofty words, there was no doubt that both of them admired Yuequan Village.

"You go back and report, I'm here to help." The official surnamed Qian said to the official surnamed Yuan.

The official surnamed Yuan thought about it and nodded.

The two are not patrols, but the guards in the west of the city, the reason why they found the smoke before the surrounding houses, the reason is that they stood tall, standing high on the city gate tower, they found the smoke at the first time, and then hurried over, there is no fire here, no further rescue is needed, will it cause a fire later, leaving one person more stable.

For the officials, the move of Yuequan Village is undoubtedly to solve the big problem of the common people not believing in ice making, and for the people of Yuequan Village, the stopped officials represent the legitimacy of the popsicle business.

Legal, the confidence is naturally enough.

If you have enough confidence, of course, you will have more confidence.

The crowd in the mood did their work, of course, to do more with less, and when the first popsicles appeared on Main Street, it was only around 3 p.m.

Whether it is pedestrians or shops, there are curiosity and doubts about the people of Yuequan Village pushing the cart, but they are only curious and questionable, curious about what their big wooden boxes contain, and wondering about the peach fragrance that faintly wafts when they walk by.

"Sell popsicles! Sweet and sour peach-flavored popsicles, peach-flavored popsicles that quench thirst and quench heat~~"

What is a small body with a big energy, Ding Xuewei's voice not only startled the passers-by to stop their movements, but the curious and puzzled shopkeeper also raised his eyebrows.

"Shout like that, the louder the better." Ding Xue turned her head slightly, did you have a problem with her face.

Sweat: "·····"

It's not just a problem, it's a big problem.

So full of feelings, so full of emotions, and such a tactful tone, I am afraid they will not be able to control it!

"Uncle, do you want a popsicle, peach-flavored, sweet and sour, cold and cold, especially to quench your thirst." Without waiting for everyone to respond, Ding Xuewei asked the man who was unconsciously approaching on the side.

"Twenty wen, you can't buy it, you can't be fooled, as long as you are twenty wen, uncle, you can become the first person to eat popsicles in Fucheng, uncle, do you want to taste it?"

The man subconsciously looked at the wooden box that Ding Xue opened slightly.

When the wooden box was opened, the brand-new quilt inside was lifted, and a peach fragrance and cold feeling hit.

In this way, under his unpreparedness, popsicles with bright red colors, two centimeters in diameter and ten centimeters in length came into view.

"Uncle, taste it."

When the man wanted to ask what it was, Ding Xuewei had already picked up the bamboo clamp and sandwiched a longan-sized ice cube for the man.

At this time, all the man's attention was on the popsicle, Ding Xuewei gave him the ice cube, he subconsciously went to pick it up, and after taking it, he was surprised by the cold feeling of the ice cube, and at the same time, he also sent the Xiaoice cube to the import under the urging of Ding Xuewei.

The sour and sweet ice cubes do quench your thirst and make your heart cold, but the feeling is too fast, and it is so fast that you can't experience it well.

"Uncle, it's only twenty wen."

Ding Xuewei was holding a popsicle, and the cabinet that had been opened earlier had been covered.

The man suddenly wondered if he had a big face.

"Uncle, I don't need to tell me how the price of sugar is now, I don't need to mention how much saltpeter is a catty, if it weren't for the peaches and the cost of not spending money to buy them, the price of twenty yuan a piece really can't be sold!" Ding Xue was slightly stunned, I definitely didn't cheat you.

A roar every day, begging for tickets, asking for collections...

(End of chapter)