Chapter 368 Popsicle
Pour all the liquid into a square mold, insert a bamboo stick of suitable length and thickness, and wrap it with ice.

Sprinkle salt on the ice cubes to speed up the melting and cooling of the ice cubes and absorb heat, turning the ice grape juice in the mold into real popsicles.

The grape-flavored popsicles taste sweet and sour, with a generous amount of fruit pulp. They are delicious, refreshing, and very satisfying to eat.

After eating the grapes, make some watermelon ones.

Considering that watermelon flesh is high in water and does not taste as good as grapes after being frozen, Xia Mingyue squeezed all the watermelons into juice and made watermelon popsicles using only pure watermelon juice, sugar and a little lotus root powder.

With the addition of lotus root powder, the watermelon popsicles have a crispier texture than the previous popsicles made with pure grape juice.

When you are busy and feel extremely thirsty, eating a popsicle like this will make you feel refreshed and all the heat disappears.

Xia Mingyue had someone prepare a small wooden box, put several layers of soft quilts inside, and then put the finished popsicles and the mold into the quilt, wrapped them tightly, and covered them with a lid. In this way, even if they were left next to the bun stall for most of the day, they would still be extremely cold and would not melt at all.

It’s really a take-and-eat option that keeps you refreshed all day long.

Therefore, in addition to feeling pent-up anger and trying to save face, Manager Fu had another reason to be busy at the steamed bun stall.

Just as Xia Mingyue and Manager Fu and their group were enjoying the delicious and refreshing food in their busy schedule, a carriage stopped across the street.

Lifting the curtain with his hand, Cui Wendong was filled with emotion, "I never thought that in a place like this, there would be such cool and refreshing things for sale."

"It's just ordinary food. It's probably the snacks that ordinary people think of making. It can't compare to the exquisite ice cream made at home." The servant Qingsong said with a smile.

"Of course, but since it's local food, it should taste good." Cui Wendong said, "Go buy some and we can try it."

"Yes." Qingsong received the order, jumped off the carriage and went straight to Xia Mingyue's stall.

Seeing that the stall was selling steamed dumplings, Qingsong asked, "Where do you buy the food you eat?"

Are you attracted by the popsicles they are eating?
Manager Fu hurriedly explained, "The popsicles we just ate were made by us. They are not sold outside. We made them for ourselves, so we don't sell them to outsiders. We are really sorry."

I make it at home and eat it myself, so I don’t sell it?
Qingsong frowned, then took out a piece of silver from his purse and stuffed it into Manager Fu's hand, "I don't want more, two will do."

"I'm sorry, I really won't sell it to you." Manager Fu pushed it out.

Qingsong's face suddenly looked a little ugly.

He just handed over a full tael of silver, but he only wanted to buy two small blocks of ice, but they refused to sell them?

Are there really people who are so incapable of doing business?

Looking up at the carriage opposite, Qingsong gritted his teeth and took out another piece of money from his purse, "This should be enough."

"It's really not a matter of money. We really don't want to sell these popsicles." Manager Fu said with a smile.

You won’t even sell it for two taels of silver?
Qingsong was so angry that he went to get the silver again.

Manager Fu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when he saw this.

What's wrong with this person? He said it's not about money, so why does he still think it's about not having enough money?

Does he look like a money-hungry person?
"I'm sorry, this popsicle is really not for sale." Manager Fu emphasized the matter again.

Qingsong's face became increasingly gloomy, and there was a lot of anger in his eyes when he looked at Manager Fu.

It's not that he doesn't know how to do business, it's that he's just looking for trouble!
"I just want two popsicles, why are you being so reluctant? I've given you so much money and it still won't work. How much do you want?"

Qingsong said angrily, "Although this is the first time I've seen this popsicle, it is made of ice, and ice is not an ordinary thing. How can it be so precious?" "Tell me, how can you sell this popsicle to me?"

When Manager Fu saw the angry boy in front of him, he was suddenly puzzled.

The so-called transaction requires one party to be willing to buy and the other party to be willing to sell. They clearly did not want to sell the popsicles and had made it clear, but the other party refused to give in and continued to question them, making it seem as if they were deliberately making things difficult for them.

I feel really unhappy!

Manager Fu did not indulge him. "No matter what, we are not selling these popsicles. Please don't keep nagging here and delay our business."

Are you going to chase him away?

Qingsong couldn't hold back his expression and snorted coldly, "Don't be ungrateful, my master's surname is Cui! If you don't sell these popsicles today, I will make your bun stall disappear from this Changzhou city!"

Is this meant to scare him?

What if he was scared?

Manager Fu was so angry that his anger rose to the top of his head, and he even glared at her. "It doesn't matter what your last name is. I won't sell this popsicle!"

The surname is still Cui. So what?

The master behind him is named He!

To put it bluntly, let alone someone with the surname Cui, even if someone with the surname Xiao comes, if he says he doesn’t want to sell it, then he won’t sell it!

The He family is so strong-willed!
After Fu finished his angry shout, he still felt unsatisfied, so he added, "You are so young, yet you are boasting like this. Aren't you afraid that the wind will blow your tongue away?"

He even wanted to make his bun stall disappear in Changzhou City. Where did he get the confidence to say such nonsense?

The sun is still hanging in the sky!
"You..." Qingsong was so angry that his whole body was shaking.

"What are you talking about? Go away now and don't force me to chase them away!" Manager Fu waved his hands in disgust.

Qingsong felt a tight breath stuck in his chest, but he couldn't say anything. He just glared at Manager Fu fiercely and said, "We'll see!"

"Goodbye!" Manager Fu still retorted.

Even after Qingsong walked away, he still spat on the ground, "What the hell!"

Do you dare to cause trouble for them?
After calming down, Manager Fu comforted Xia Mingyue and the other two who were already looking at each other in bewilderment, "Madam Xia, don't be afraid, it's just a small matter. We can't say that we can walk sideways in Changzhou City, but we don't have to be afraid of anything."

Xia Mingyue and the other two had already guessed that the He family had a powerful background, and now they nodded in response to Manager Fu's words.

On this side, Qingsong returned to the carriage angrily.

Cui Wendong frowned when he saw this, "Didn't buy it?"

"Yes." Qingsongtou looked aggrieved, "Not only did I not buy it, but I was also humiliated by others."

"What do you mean?" Cui Wendong's fanning hand suddenly paused.

Qingsong immediately told Cui Wendong exactly what had just happened, "I have been with you for so many years, and I have never been looked down upon like this. It would be fine if I was looked down upon, but the Cui family is behind me. It is really hard to swallow that they are so arrogant."

In the Spring and Autumn Period, dignitaries liked to drink iced rice wine. In the Tang Dynasty, popsicles became popular. In the Song Dynasty, cold drink shops were popular and often opened until midnight. In the Ming and Qing Dynasties, street vendors could already sell ice water. Therefore, Xia Ji's ice was still relatively common in ancient times, not so scarce.