The commotion was so great that it instantly attracted a lot of onlookers, who, disregarding the hot weather, all came to watch the spectacle.

The once empty hall soon filled with people, and those who couldn't squeeze in could only stand at the door and look inside.

The young man with delicate features was also kept outside, and a smile crept onto his face as he looked at the packed storefront.

This must be what he wanted to see, right?

What will he do next?

I'm kind of looking forward to it!

"What's going on? Where did these people come from?"

At this moment, a handsome young man came out from the inner room, stared at the people in the hall, and frowned.

"My store has just opened, but it can't possibly serve that many customers! Everyone, get out, get out!"

As he spoke, he reached out and shooed people away.

"You dare to kick people out? What kind of lousy shop owner are you? I'll tear this place down today and see what you can sell then!"

The fat man stood up and kicked over the table next to him, his violent temper startling everyone.

"Good kick! This kind of unscrupulous shopkeeper deserves a good beating!"

The shopkeeper, mingling in the crowd and eager to stir things up, added fuel to the fire: "Hmph, they dare to sell summer treats right across from us? Serves them right!"

Upon hearing this, the fat man made a move to grab the young master's clothes, but was stopped by the others.

"This young master must be the owner of this shop, right?"

"Please don't take offense, young master. His brother is ill and that's why he's asking to stay here to escape the summer heat. Please make an exception!"

"Yes, saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda!"

Upon hearing this, the young master became even more impatient.

"If someone is sick, take them to a pharmacy right away. What's the point of bringing them here? My shop just opened today, and I haven't even made a single sale yet. You've sent me a plague. If they die here, how am I supposed to do business?"

As he spoke, he waved behind him, and a tall, burly man immediately came over, looking like he was about to chase people away again.

"Young master, this man is clearly suffering from heatstroke. If he gets exposed to the sun any longer, he really won't make it!"

"Yes, we'll send someone to fetch a doctor right now!"

"While you're at it, have the doctor bring some herbs to relieve the summer heat!"

The onlookers were also kind-hearted, and they calmed the young master down with a few words, while preparing to send someone to fetch a doctor.

"Wait..."

The young master suddenly spoke up, "You mean, this person has heatstroke?"

The fat man snorted coldly: "Yeah, so what?"

"It's just heatstroke, I didn't think it was anything serious, no need to see a doctor!"

The young master waved his hand dismissively.

"If I don't see a doctor, can you take responsibility if my brother dies?"

The fat man's anger flared up again in an instant.

"Hehe, my shop is called Cool Summer, and we sell products to beat the heat. Since your brother has heatstroke, as long as he uses my mung bean popsicles, I guarantee he'll be better right away!"

"Is this true? Produce it quickly!"

Fatty was skeptical, and the others were quite curious as well.

"It's easy to take it out, but this mung bean popsicle is very expensive. I just don't know if you can afford it."

"How many?"

"One hundred coins for one!"

"hiss!"

As soon as the young master finished speaking, everyone gasped.

Although they didn't know what the mung bean popsicles were, they could guess that they were related to mung bean soup, since mung bean soup is a refreshing drink.

But he's selling it for 100 coins... that's enough to buy dozens of kilograms of mung beans. Not to mention mung bean soup, you could make a whole pot of mung bean porridge. This price is just too expensive!

The fat man was stunned for a moment after hearing this. He looked at his brother lying motionless on the ground, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "One hundred coins it is! If it can really save a life, what's a tael of silver?"

After saying this, a cold glint flashed in his eyes: "But if you can't save my brother, not only will I not give you a hundred coins, I'll also smash up your shop so you can't sell anything!"

The young master wasn't afraid of him and immediately agreed, extending his hand at the same time.

The fat man didn't dare to delay and took out a hundred coins from his pocket to give to the young master. The young master took the money and then ordered the big man behind him to go to the inner room to get popsicles.

Before long, the big man came out carrying a bamboo tube. When everyone looked up, they could clearly see a wisp of white mist emanating from the top of the bamboo tube, and they marveled at it.

The young master took the bamboo tube, grabbed the bamboo skewer, and lifted it, producing a cylindrical green popsicle.

"This is... ice?"

"It's ice!"

"Cool ice in the sweltering summer, that's something only royalty can afford!"

Ignoring what others were saying, the young master handed the popsicle to the fat man, saying, "Here, give this to your brother. I guarantee it'll work better than medicine!"

The fat man helped his brother up and stuffed an ice pop into his mouth.

At first, the unconscious man did not react, but as the popsicle melted, his eyelids began to twitch.

"Wow, she's waking up!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

A moment later, the man opened his eyes and greedily chewed up the remaining half of the popsicle in his mouth. The onlookers clapped and marveled, while swallowing hard.

After he finished eating, he asked, "Brother, where is this? How did we get here?"

"Brother, you're finally awake!"

The fat man, such a big guy, actually managed to squeeze out a few tears, which made people envious of their deep brotherhood. Then, the fat man recounted what had just happened.

"This mung bean popsicle is truly amazing!"

The man licked his lips, seemingly still wanting more, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, I was a little dazed just now, and one wasn't enough. How about you buy two more, and we can each have one?"

"All right!"

The fat man didn't mind the cost. He took out another two hundred coins and shouted, "Two more, please!" with great nonchalance.

The fat man took the popsicle, tried a bite, and felt a shiver run through his body.

"I heard that summer ice is a royal delicacy, but this mung bean popsicle seems to be even more luxurious than ice. It not only cools you down but also tastes amazing. One hundred coins, not expensive at all!"

After saying that, the fat man calmed down, bowed to the young master to thank him, and then left with his brother.

The young master didn't seem very excited, as if he was very confident in his popsicles. After the fat man and his brother left, he frowned and started chasing people away again.

"Our shop is too small, don't all crowd here!"

"If anyone wants to buy a mung bean popsicle, they can stay here. If not, please leave now!"

This is the first time I've ever seen a shopkeeper who's been kicking people out.

The group looked at each other in bewilderment and then began to leave.

The watermelon stall worker was also trying to slip away in the crowd, but before he could take two steps, a burly man, like a mountain, blocked his way.

"Hey buddy, don't go yet, let's talk."

A familiar teasing voice came from behind, and the guy broke out in a cold sweat, feeling immense pressure.

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