Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

Chapter 310 Selling Popsicles

Ding Xuewei didn't know whether the Zhang family and his wife had closed their eyes that night, but the next morning, Aunt Zhang Qi was like everyone else in the village. Although she had panda eyes, she was very energetic. How could it be possible to do such a thing as resting at home and letting women go to the city to earn money.

Therefore, when they set off, the team became a mighty army.

"This is?"

Today, the boss and the boss were not on duty. Seeing the huge team in Yuequan Village, it was an official named Li who came to make routine inquiries.

Compared to the people of Yuequan Village, Ding Xuewei was much more familiar with them, and when he saw him asking him directly, he didn't wait to knock on the boss.

"Didn't Fucheng announce the method of making ice, and the villagers thought they could help publicize it, so they came here, and made popsicles later, and sent them to all uncles to taste."

"Ice pop?" The officer was a little curious.

Ding Xuewei is very generous: "Ice cubes made of sugar water are sour and sweet, very quenching thirst and heat, and very convenient to eat. We sell popsicles, which can remind people in the house that ice can still be sold like this , The other is to let everyone feel at ease, let everyone know that the news in the government office is not for entertainment, as long as the ratio is right, ice can definitely be made."

The ice-making issue announced by the government yesterday was very controversial, and many people took a wait-and-see attitude. As for those who have already started the experiment, and the results of the experiment are not absent, it is just that these people are complacent with their experience and results, and no one thinks that the ordinary common people.

It has to be said that Ding Xuewei's words were so eloquent, she was clearly here to make money, but this money-making behavior was just elevated by her.

"Hurry up, get into the city quickly, don't delay." The official waited for help, and after the convoy entered, he even personally promoted it.

Yuequan Village's popsicles haven't been released yet, and the reputation of Yuequan Village has spread first.

The regulations have been planned. After entering the city, those who should go to the grocery store should go to the grocery store, and those who should go to the boil water should go to the boil water.

See you again after more than half a month. When the door opened, there was a long convoy again, pulling big pots, big pots, wood, and adobe bricks that could be seen at a glance. asked out.

"Miss is here to sell something?"

"Yeah." Ding Xuewei signaled him to make way, not to block the way.

The area of ​​this garden is not small, and there are not many buildings, except for the buildings, it is basically green.

The people from Yuequan Village, who were the first to enter the garden, almost rolled their eyes when they heard Ding Xuewei's arrangement.

"Xuewei, if not, can we rent a small yard?" Boss Qiao didn't want people to go to the veranda at all.

Burning a big fire in the picturesque yard is already too much, let alone building the stove into the veranda and pavilion!

"Your garden is really not suitable for doing things. We don't need money, so let's find a yard." Zhang Qi followed suit.

Ding Xuewei didn't think it was impossible. The veranda of nearly two meters is more than enough to place a pot of about one meter: "I ask you to get more earth bricks, in order to build a wider stove. The thicker the stove, the better the heat insulation." gone."

"Heat insulation is no problem. Once the smoke smokes, these flowers will be ruined!" Boss Qiao pointed to the exquisitely painted roof of the carved beams and painted buildings.

Ding Xuewei pointed, and her fingertip landed on the [-]-meter-long bamboo tube.

"Those who have made chimneys, the smoke goes straight to the sky."

The stove is generous, and there will be no problem with fire and smoke. In addition, Ding Xuewei's firm attitude, everyone had to compromise.

Soon, rows of pots and stoves were set up, and clean water was poured into the cauldron.

When everyone was boiling water, Ding Xuewei led Qiao Er and his party to Bazhen Building, and not long after, twelve carts of saltpeter were transported back.

The villagers who brought back the caramel also asked the same question. Similarly, Ding Xuewei blocked their mouths with an absolute attitude.

The scent of sugar soon floated out of the small courtyard, and what spread farther than the scent of sugar was thick or light smoke.

"Miss."

Young people who bring in official posts are rarely disturbed.

The moment the two officials who followed him saw Ding Xuewei, their eyes froze: "Little girl?"

One of them was surnamed Qian and the other was surnamed Yuan. They had both been to Yuequan Village with Zhang Qiang, and they had a good impression of Ding Xuewei.

"Two uncles." Ding Xue saluted slightly.

The young man at the door caught her gaze and quickly explained: "The servants found that the smoke was thick here, so they came over to check."

"Uncles, don't worry." Ding Xue was slightly annoyed.

She thought of the damage caused by the high heat to the vegetation in the garden, but she didn't think that the smoke gathered together would make people suspect a fire.

"We're very careful. The two uncles might as well take a look."

While taking people around for a tour, Ding Xuewei also gave the two people a popular science on the principle of ice making and the reason why they would light a fire here.

Listening to her lofty remarks, there is no doubt that both of them aroused admiration for Yuequan Village.

"You go back and report, I'm here to help." The official surnamed Qian said to the official surnamed Yuan.

The officer surnamed Yuan thought about it and nodded.

The two were not from the patrol team, but from the West City Guard. The reason why they found thick smoke before the surrounding houses was because they stood tall. Standing tall on the city gate, they spotted the smoke immediately , and then rushed here, there is no fire here, no further rescue is needed, whether it will cause a fire in the future, it is more careful to leave one person.

For the officials, the move of Yuequan Village is undoubtedly to solve the big problem that the people do not believe in ice making for the government. For the people of Yuequan Village, the stationed officials represent the legitimacy of the popsicle business.

It is legal, and confidence is naturally sufficient.

With confidence, of course, more confidence.

Everyone in a good mood started to work, and of course they got twice the result with half the effort. When the first batch of popsicles appeared on the main street, it was only around three o'clock in the afternoon.

Be it pedestrians or shopkeepers, they are curious and have doubts about the people of Yuequan Village pushing the carts, but they are only curious and doubtful, curious about what is in their big wooden boxes, and wondering about the peach fragrance that wafts faintly when they pass by.

"Sell popsicles! Sweet and sour peach-flavored popsicles, peach-flavored popsicles that quench thirst and heat~~"

What is a small body with big energy? Ding Xuewei's voice not only made passers-by stop in shock, but also raised eyebrows in curious shopkeepers.

"Shout like this, the louder the better." Ding Xue turned her head slightly, asking if everyone had any questions.

Everyone Khan: "..."

There are more than just problems, there are big problems.

Such a full of emotion, such full of emotions, and such a tactful voice, I am afraid they can't control it!

"Uncle, would you like a popsicle? It tastes like peach, sweet and sour, and it's icy and cool. It's especially refreshing to quench your thirst." Before everyone could respond, Ding Xuewei asked the man who unconsciously approached.

"Twenty cents a stick, if you can't buy it, you won't be at a loss, if you buy it, you can't be fooled. For only twenty cents, uncle, you can become the first person in Fucheng to eat a popsicle. Uncle, do you want to try it?"

The man subconsciously looked at the wooden box that Ding Xuewei opened.

When the wooden box was opened, the brand-new quilt inside was lifted, and a peach fragrance and a cold feeling hit.

Just like that, before he was prepared, bright red popsicles with a diameter of two centimeters and a length of ten centimeters came into view.

"Uncle, have a taste."

When the man was about to ask what it was, Ding Xuewei had already picked up the bamboo tongs, and gave the man an ice cube the size of a longan.

At this time, all the man's attention was on the popsicle. Ding Xuewei gave him the ice cube, and he subconsciously picked it up. After taking it, he was surprised at the coldness of the ice cube, and at the same time, Ding Xuewei urged him to put the small ice cube into his mouth.

The ice cubes with a hint of sweetness in the sourness really quench the thirst, and it really makes people feel cold, but the feeling is too fast, and it is gone when you want to feel it.

"Uncle, only twenty Wen."

Ding Xuewei was holding a popsicle, and the cabinet that was opened earlier had been covered.

The man suddenly wondered if he had made a fool of himself.

"Uncle, I don't need to say what the price of sugar is now, let alone how much saltpeter is per catty. If peaches don't cost money to buy, I really can't sell them at twenty cents a piece!" Pit you.

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