"This is... ice?"
When Lu Li saw what was in the small porcelain jar, she could no longer hide the surprise on her face.
Before going to sleep, Jing Zhe added some saltpeter to the large porcelain jar and then left it alone. When he woke up, he felt that the room was much cooler and thought that the ice was almost ready.
He reached into the small porcelain jar and scooped up a handful. He could feel small pieces of ice; to be precise, it was more of an ice-water mixture.
Because the initial results were already quite good, if you wanted to get purer and larger quantities of ice, you would need to continuously add saltpeter to the large ceramic jar.
Jing Zhe smiled, not answering Lu Li directly, but instead asking, "Big sister, do you think we can make money selling ice?"
Lu Li nodded; she had already guessed Jing Zhe's idea.
During the sweltering heat of summer, even cooling fruits like watermelons are in short supply, let alone iced ones.
It seems that it won't be too long before the people in the mountains can live a good life!
This was a goal I had always strived for, but for some reason, I wasn't very excited.
Lu Li was sullen and lost in thought. Suddenly, she didn't want to say another word and turned around and walked out of the house.
Looking at her retreating figure, Jing Zhe was slightly taken aback.
This woman... she changed way too fast!
He must have known he was going to lose the bet he made with himself, and he was unhappy about it, right?
Hmph, serves you right!
Nothing can stop my determination to go to Beijing and curry favor with powerful figures!
Next, Jing Zhe took out the saltpeter that had already reacted from the large porcelain jar and prepared to add the remaining saltpeter, hoping to make some ice with a better color.
A short while later, the knocking on the door started again.
Jing Zhe thought Lu Li had returned, but when he opened the door, he found it was Han Han, whose face was as sour as a sewer. You could smell it even without getting close.
What are you here for?
Upon hearing this, Hanhan lifted the food box in his hand higher and said, "I've stewed several large pots of mutton offal soup. The chieftain asked me to bring it over for the young chieftain to try."
"Oh, put it down!"
Jing Zhe was busy fetching saltpeter and didn't even turn his head.
After he finished retrieving the saltpeter, he turned around and found Hanhan standing there like a statue. He asked in surprise, "Why haven't you left yet?"
Then, Hanhan, looking awkward and a little aggrieved, said, "Young Master, I didn't even tell you about your visit to Chunshui Tower. Why are you framing me?"
"Who framed you?"
Jing Zhe wasn't embarrassed at all for tattling. "You dare say you didn't want to go inside and check last night?"
Upon hearing this, Hanhan's face turned red. "I do want to go in... but it wasn't me who let the young chieftain in!"
"I've already thought it through, so stop with the nonsense! If I go upstairs later, won't you complain about me too? In that case, what's wrong with me complaining about you first?"
"..."
Jing Zhe's logic left Hanhan speechless.
Why aren't you leaving yet?
"Oh... the chieftain also asked me to ask how the young chieftain would like to eat this mutton. If he can't think of anything, then the chieftain will have it cooked together."
"etc……"
Having tasted the bizarre cuisine of Mangshan, Jing Zhe couldn't possibly praise the culinary skills of these roughnecks; they could turn even good food into something that tasted like shit.
"Leave one sheep for me; I plan to roast it. The rest are up to you!"
Just as Hanhan reached the door, Jing Zhe called out again, "Oh, and find me another unused bedding."
"oh…"
The ice is almost ready; all that's left is to keep it warm, otherwise all the hard work of making it will probably melt into water again.
After Hanhan brought the quilt, Jing Zhe wrapped the porcelain jar tightly in layers of cloth and placed it in a dark corner before closing the door and leaving.
...
As the sun began to set in the west, a cool breeze blew.
On Mount Mang, everywhere was filled with joy and peace.
Everyone lit a bonfire outside and put a large pot on it, filling the air with the rich aroma of mutton soup.
As Jing Zhe walked from the back of the mountain, he was constantly greeted by the words "Young Master".
It turned out that while he was in the room, Hanhan had already told everyone how he earned fifty taels of silver and bought sheep and wine. They used to take Jing Zhe's promise to make everyone live a good life as a joke, but now it was different.
After all, he only went out for one day, and when he came back, everyone was eating meat like it was New Year's. How could they continue like this?
His enthusiasm for Jing Zhe was naturally heartfelt.
"Young chieftain, the sheep you requested is here!"
"Young chieftain, I heard you want to roast a lamb? The firewood is all here!"
"Young Chieftain, just tell us what you need us to do!"
As soon as Jing Zhe walked to the campfire, a group of people surrounded him.
Standing at a distance, Lu Li was somewhat moved by this scene, wondering how long it had taken her to win the hearts and minds of the people on the mountain.
As for him, it seems he only took one day.
But Jingzhou is not like the mountains; it is still very dangerous!
Lu Li tilted her head, lost in thought.
...
"Tie up the sheep's hooves. Who the hell told you to tie up the sheep's tail?"
"I told you to make a few cuts on the sheep, do you have a grudge against it? Why are you stabbing it so hard there?"
"The fire is too big, put it out quickly!"
"Yes, yes, just grill it with charcoal!"
Managing one simpleton is already a headache, but now he's directing a whole group of simpletons to roast a whole lamb. Jing Zhe is having a really tough time.
After finally setting the sheep on the charcoal, Jing Zhe gave everyone instructions on how to roast it before going off to do other things.
In the sweltering summer, only barbecue brings peace of mind.
Barbecue without skewers is soulless.
Jing Zhe had sliced some meat and then had someone find a lot of willow branches, which he then strung together himself.
There weren't many seasonings on the mountain; perhaps no one in the entire Anguo had ever heard of cumin or anything like that, so Jing Zhe's barbecue was much simpler.
Oil, salt, and some chili peppers—that's all the seasoning for the barbecue.
Even so, for the people of Mangshan who had never eaten barbecue before, it was already considered an excellent delicacy.
The whole roasted lamb wasn't even cooked yet, but the aroma already attracted other people, and the lamb that was still cooking in the pot suddenly didn't smell so good anymore.
Jing Zhe didn't compete with them; instead, he hid in the distance and patiently grilled the meat skewers in his hands.
The whole roasted lamb was just right, and his skewers were almost done too.
Watching a large group of people frantically grabbing things was incredibly satisfying.
"Hey, why is yours so small?"
At this moment, Lu Li, who was holding a piece of roasted lamb leg, walked over and stared at the meat skewer in Jing Zhe's hand in a daze.
Here, take it.
Jing Zhe wasn't stingy and handed her a few strings of skewers.
Lu Li took it and put it in her mouth.
"Ew...it's so hard."
"Hmm...it's very soft inside."
"Mmm... yours is small, but it tastes delicious!"
Lu Li pouted and said earnestly.
Jing Zhe: "..."
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(Moving today, finally all done. Starting tomorrow, two updates a day, let's go! P.S.: Is this considered erotic? I'm scared...)
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