A short while later, the servant returned, bringing not only the saltpeter but also a message:
"Sir, we've heard that Gan Li did indeed buy a lot of saltpeter at the pharmacy a few days ago!"
Upon hearing this, Master Zhao's last remaining doubts vanished, and he said to Chen Danian, "In that case, demonstrate it again so I can see how saltpeter makes ice!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Danian immediately perked up and quickly took the saltpeter handed to him by the servant. In front of Master Zhao and a group of servants, he demonstrated how to make ice with saltpeter once again.
He poured saltpeter into the water, then picked up a wooden stick and began to stir vigorously.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the water in the basin slowly began to freeze, and before long, a thick layer of ice actually formed!
"It's done! Uncle Zhao, you see, I didn't lie to you, did I?" Chen Danian excitedly pointed to the ice in the basin, his face full of self-satisfaction.
Seeing this, Master Zhao was also very happy: "I never thought that saltpeter could actually make ice. Da Nian, I knew you were always smart and resourceful. In such a short time, you actually got your hands on this recipe. I am truly impressed!"
Chen Danian was flattered by the praise, but he still pretended to be humble: "Not at all, I only did my bit of help."
Butler Zhao, who had been standing behind Master Zhao, suddenly spoke up:
"Master, if this old servant may ask, is saltpeter a poisonous substance? Is ice made from it truly safe to drink?"
Upon hearing this, Master Zhao's smile froze instantly. He turned to Chen Danian and asked:
"Indeed, the amount of saltpeter in this water is considerable. Da Nian, is the ice made this way really safe to eat?"
Chen Danian was taken aback by Master Zhao's sudden question. He was so happy that he had actually made ice with saltpeter that he hadn't considered whether the ice was edible.
"What? You haven't figured it out yet, and you're showing it to me?" Master Zhao was immediately displeased when he saw his expression.
“No, no, that little bitch Gan Li’s popsicles have sold countless times. If anyone had died from eating them, the authorities would have been knocking on our door long ago! Uncle Zhao, this ice is definitely edible!” Chen Danian blurted out without thinking.
Master Zhao chuckled and said meaningfully, "What you said makes sense. In that case, why don't you try a bite first?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Danian was stunned. He never imagined that the pit he had dug would end up burying him...
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