Across Tokyo as Hokage

Chapter 80 Popsicles
Mitsubishi High School, Kendo Club!

"Are you sure you're making popsicles here?"

Kobayashi Chiyo asked worriedly, and the two little guys who followed behind nodded in agreement, thinking that this place is not suitable for making popsicles.

"Don't worry, I've already said hello!", Uesugi said affirmatively, this is where they temporarily used to make popsicles.

On the way, he greeted Tiandao Caixiang to borrow the minister's office. The other party's reply was casual, but reminded him not to forget to go to the kendo hall at noon.

Naturally, there were a few seniors from the specialty department who were training. When they saw Uesugi bringing people, no one came to stop him. Isn't it better to pretend not to see? .

So the final result was that these seniors seemed to be blind, and they didn't see the four people who came in at all, neither blocking nor coming to say hello.

The minister's room was not locked, so the four of them opened the door and entered.

"It's so big!" The two little guys couldn't help sighing when they looked at this spacious office. After all, although the place they lived in was bigger than the one Uesugi lived in, it was still less than ten square meters.

"Okay, let's get started!" Uesugi announced proudly, this is the start of his business, selling Konoha tomatoes is not counted, it is just a loan, and it is not easy to put it on the table.

"You make Konoha tomatoes into sauce first!", Chiyo Kobayashi became the director of the popsicle manufacturing project. She grew up in a dessert shop and is no stranger to making popsicles.

So Uesugi and the two little guys were busy under the command of each other, and soon made the first batch of popsicles.

after an hour!
Open the freezer specially designed for making cold drinks, and take out a pink popsicle mixed with ketchup, sugar, and coloring.

Among all the things I bought, this single-function freezer was the most expensive. It cost a total of [-] yen, but it was definitely worth the money. The efficiency of producing [-] popsicles per hour was enough for them to use temporarily. up.

Hiss!
After opening, the coolness hits the face. In this hot weather, people can't wait to stuff themselves in.

Looking at the pink popsicles neatly placed in the plastic mold, Uesugi nodded in satisfaction. It was different with the guidance of a big boss, and the qualified popsicles were produced only once.

Just looking at Liangyi whose eyes were shining brightly, he could only say helplessly:

"Don't be greedy, try it first if you want to eat!",
There is no air conditioner in the minister's room, so it is a bit hot and dry, and it is naturally hotter after they have been busy for a long time, and everyone is sweating. In this case, the appeal of popsicles is completely off the charts.

"I want the biggest one!" Takasaki Ryoyi got the permission, and his aura-filled eyes kept looking at the neatly arranged layers of popsicles, but unfortunately he couldn't find the bigger one after looking for a long time.

"Idiot, have you forgotten that all popsicles are the same!" Seeing her sister acting stupid, Takasaki Mai slashed the opponent's head with a knife.

"That's right!" Takasaki Ryoyi suddenly realized, and then, regardless of the pain caused by the knife in his hand, he took out a popsicle and licked it.

A beautiful and cute little girl licks a popsicle with her pink tongue, the picture looks very warm and eye-catching.

It's just that Uesugi noticed two glances, one was Takasaki Mai's extremely alert gaze, and the other was Kobayashi Chiyo's gaze that seemed to be perverted. At the same time, she also took out her mobile phone, which showed the alarm number.

"Let's try it too!" Uesugi hurriedly picked up two popsicles and handed them to the two, not letting them focus on strange things.

He made these two hundred popsicles by crushing a Konoha tomato. This is the level where he can barely feel the special refreshing feeling. If the taste is not good, it will be troublesome.

Suck!

But before they started, Takasaki Ryoyi was heard licking the popsicle quickly, like it was some high-end ice cream.

'Is it so delicious? '

Uesugi also licked it, feeling a sweet and refreshing feeling, which was sliding down his throat and into his stomach, which was a supreme enjoyment in this hot weather.

Then there is a faint refreshing feeling, which makes people feel like being in nature, breathing the freshness of the trees, and the feeling of the breeze blowing, as if the heat on the body is taken away.

It's just that this refreshing feeling is not strong, and it is many times worse than eating Konoha tomatoes.

But it is this refreshing feeling that eliminates the sweet and greasy feeling brought by white sugar, and improves the taste to a higher level.

"Not bad!", Uesugi often gnaws on Konoha tomatoes, so naturally he won't be intoxicated by this feeling, so he immediately commented aloud.

"It's really delicious, and it's very good at relieving hot flashes, and it doesn't get tired of eating. It will definitely sell well!" Chiyo Kobayashi pointed out the real advantages. It's hard not to sell well.

"Hmm, um, Liangyi thinks so too!" The little guy who was eating vigorously also held up the popsicle and nodded in agreement.

After eating one, Uesugi picked up a few popsicles and walked out the door, ready to see other people's evaluation. After all, these things were made by himself and others, and the evaluation may not be objective enough.

In the empty hall at this time, several seniors were sweating profusely in training.

I don’t need to say how hot it is for Suzhen and duel training in this kind of weather. Sweat doesn’t flow like money. That’s why there is a built-in bathhouse, otherwise the smell of sweat will overwhelm you.

"Senior, this is the popsicle we made, let's try it!" Uesugi walked up to several people and waved a few pink popsicles in his hand.

On campus, it is completely normal for juniors to please seniors, and the relationship between seniors and seniors should never be broken.

But it can be replaced by juniors who have the label of swordsmanship masters and have personally experienced the terrifying strength of the opponent. These seniors will not put on airs, and they all gathered around to thank them and then picked up one and ate it.

As soon as Takaban Ryusuke took a bite, he felt the refreshing feeling mixed with the coldness sweeping away his dry and hot breath, so he took a few more bites.

"Senior Uesugi, did you really make this popsicle yourself?"

Naoko Aizawa, a short-haired senior with glasses and a friend of Amashima Ayaka's deputy director of the Kendo Department, asked in surprise.

As a girl, she naturally couldn't show her breasts like the boys, so she was definitely the hottest person, but after taking a bite of the popsicle, she felt that the heat seemed to disappear, which was an immediate effect.

"Yes, the family secret recipe was used!"

Hearing the question from the other party, and seeing the other people lowering their heads and licking the popsicle fiercely, completely ignoring his senior attitude, Uesugi immediately understood that the popsicle was very effective, and gave the excuse he had prepared long ago.

"Is that so...!"

Naoko Aizawa thought for a while, and then asked, "I wonder if junior Uesugi will sell popsicles?"

As the vice president of the Kendo Club, she naturally has the authority to purchase things. Club funds are not used at this time, so should they be reserved for the next generation? .

"Of course!" Uesugi realized that popsicles can not only be sold outside the school, but also actively sold! .

Sports clubs need a lot of exercise, and this kind of people are his best customers for popsicles. Under the premise of low production, selling to them is much more convenient than running around.

It's just that he also has to consider pricing!

Ordinary popsicles are around tens of yen per stick, and the most famous Imuraya red bean popsicles are also 70 yen per stick. Even if his popsicles are far more effective than the other party, the price is not too high.

(End of this chapter)