Chapter 39 Ice in June is more valuable than gold!
Simple, straightforward, and highly efficient!
The shop was set up in the morning, and it opened with great fanfare in the afternoon.
This rocket-like speed astonished Wei Shuyu.
"Ice for sale! Ice for sale... Summer ice, chilling you to the bone!"
At the shop entrance, Choi Shin-ki struck a gong with resounding thuds.
The effect was quite good, and it quickly attracted hundreds of onlookers.
Most of them were squatting at the door picking up rouge.
"What ice? You have ice?"
"Impossible, where would ice come from in the middle of summer?"
"That's right, besides His Majesty, who else in the entire Chang'an can produce ice!"
"Stop arguing, if the young masters say it exists, then it exists."
"What do you mean?"
"Do you still want to pick up the rouge?"
That's right.
The onlookers suddenly realized what was going on, and one by one they patted their chests to express their belief that Choi Shin-ki had ice, but their eyes looked at him as if he were a fool.
The finest rouge is thrown out the door; anyone with a sound mind would do something like that.
He said there was ice, so that's fine.
As long as he keeps throwing rouge at the door, I'll believe him even if he says he has two penises.
"I saw the expectant looks in everyone's eyes." Choi Shin-ki waved his hand: "Without further ado, bring on the ice!"
The people looked at each other.
Are our eyes filled with anticipation?
Forget it, I won't argue with an idiot!
Just then, two richly dressed little kids rummaged around and carried a 'stone' out of the shop.
The stone was covered with burlap and looked very heavy.
Snap snap...
Choi Shin-ki stepped forward and smacked his two friends on the head.
Why cover it with a cloth for no reason?
The two friends felt particularly wronged.
“Godbase, this thing is ice. How are we going to move it without wrapping it in cloth?”
"That's right, that's right."
As the head of the Imperial Academy, Cui Shenji would never admit his mistake, and he sternly ordered, "Move over there immediately!"
"oh oh."
The two friends then moved it to the people's side with a heave.
"Ahem..." Choi Shin-ki cleared his throat: "You ignorant humans, now I'll show you what ice in summer really is!"
Grasp the burlap and tear it...
It didn't budge.
I pulled again, but it still wouldn't budge.
"Haha..." The people burst into laughter.
Choi Shin-ki's attempt to show off failed, leaving him somewhat embarrassed.
Looking down, I saw that the burlap was pressed under the ice.
"Come help me lift the ice block!" Choi Shin-ki glared at his two friends.
Splash...
With the help of his two friends, Choi Shin-ki finally lifted the burlap sack and flung it into the air.
dashing and handsome.
Until the burlap flew down and smacked him on the head.
At this point, the people no longer cared about his antics; everyone's eyes were fixed on the ground.
There was a large, crystal-clear block of ice, which shone brightly under the sun.
The ice melted, and the water stains slowly spread out...
"Ice...ice cubes!"
After a long while, someone finally spoke up, albeit haltingly.
His words were like a signal, waking everyone from their shock.
"Is it really ice?"
"How much is such a big block of ice worth?"
"I'm going crazy! I actually saw ice in June!"
Everyone gasped in surprise. Some curious people tried to reach out and touch it, but their friends slapped them away.
"Open your dog eyes and look carefully, this is ice, isn't it?"
Choi Shin-ki lifted the burlap covering his head, straightened his collar, and held his head high with an arrogant air.
"This...you really sell ice?" a local resident asked.
"nonsense!"
Choi Shin-ki's eyes widened: "Didn't I already say that!"
Now the people finally understood why the other party was so wealthy that they even threw away the rouge.
Because just this one big block of ice is enough to take over the entire shop.
Ice in June is more valuable than gold!
Two taels of gold = 10 taels of silver.
0 taels of silver = 10 strings of copper coins.
0 strings of copper coins = 10,000 copper coins!
How much does rouge cost in a rouge shop?
Ordinary ones cost a few coins, good ones cost a few dozen coins, and top-quality ones cost several hundred coins at most.
Such a large block of ice is a rare find in the summer!
Is it worth only an ounce?
"How much is your ice?" a local resident asked.
"One pound of ice, one string!"
Choi Shin-ki's arrogant reply.
hiss……
The people gasped in shock.
Knowing that ice cream was expensive was one thing, but when they actually heard the price, they were still shocked.
This price is too expensive for them.
"Get out of the way..."
Just then, another group of friends poured out of the shop.
Fang Yi'ai took the lead, walking at the very front, while his companions carried the water vat behind him, chugging along.
"What is this?" a commoner asked.
“This is chilled orange juice!” Fang Yi’ai explained as he stepped forward into the crowd.
What is chilled orange juice?
"It's just orange juice mixed with ice cubes, it's refreshing and delicious!"
You can play it like this?
The people were shocked, but most of them swallowed hard.
They've never even eaten an orange, let alone ice.
Oranges are a product of the south, so you can imagine how expensive they would be if they were transported to Chang'an.
"Is this for sale too?"
Although they knew this was something they couldn't even dream of, the people still asked.
If they were unscrupulous merchants, they would definitely turn around and leave.
However, these children of officials have very peculiar thought processes; they might just give it away.
Just look at Choi Shin-ki struggling with the ice cubes on the sidelines.
What are you planning to do with that axe? Chop ice?
“Of course.” Fang Yi’ai nodded.
What is the price?
"Two hundred coins a bowl!"
Wow...
The people shook their heads repeatedly, saying it was far too expensive.
Just as I was feeling disappointed, Fang Yi'ai spoke up again...
"But if any of you refer a customer to buy ice, you can get a free bowl of orange juice!"
Is this really true?
Several people started to have ideas.
They may not have money, but that doesn't mean their relatives and friends don't.
"Do you think I'm short of money?"
Fang Yi'ai glared, feeling insulted.
The people gave an awkward smile and hurriedly fled.
How much is your ice?
Just then, a portly, wealthy man walked up.
He was covered in sweat and kept wiping it away with a handkerchief, but he still couldn't stop sweating.
"One guan and one jin!" Seeing a customer coming in, Choi Shin-ki immediately perked up.
"A pound? In this heat, what if it melts when I get home?" the wealthy man frowned.
"Why don't you find a cotton-padded coat to wrap yourself up in?"
What's your attitude?
"This is my attitude, are you going to disagree?"
Splash...
Seven or eight friends surrounded them, staring intently at each other.
"Fine, I won't buy it!"
The wealthy man angrily turned and left.
Choi Shin-ki raised his head, like a victorious rooster...
The people were dumbfounded.
I always thought this kid was a bit off his game.
They refuse business that's practically handed to them, and even want to beat up customers...
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