God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

Li Ergang wanted to announce his resignation, but he heard Du He say: "Your Majesty, my lords, today I am here to solve the scorching heat for you all. I have spent seven days and seven nights without sleep, and finally invented a method to relieve the heat." The artifact is specially sent to the palace today, please appreciate it.”

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then showed curiosity.

Not to mention Du He's other abilities, as far as this invention and creation technique is concerned, he is invincible in the world.

Li Erxin said happily: "What kind of artifact is it for relieving summer heat? Quickly present it for me to see."

popping.

Du He clapped his hands.

I saw Ximen Qing leading four guards and carrying two bath buckets, and went up to the main hall.

Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw the two big wooden barrels.

Not to mention the bath bucket, the key point is that the outside of the bucket is wrapped with three layers of rags, which are tattered, just like the ones picked up in the garbage dump.

Du He said: "Your Majesty, my lords, the magic weapon for relieving summer heat is among them."

"What is this?" Li Er asked curiously.

"Big, ice, stick, hehe!" Du He introduced.

As he said that, Du He stepped forward and personally uncovered the rags wrapped around the outside layer by layer. After opening the lid, he took out a piece of bamboo, and after knocking it open, there was a popsicle inside.

Everyone took a closer look, only to see that the popsicle was steaming coldly.

In front of everyone, Du He began to chew.

Everyone couldn't help licking their lips for a moment.

People who are close at hand can even feel the coolness coming from the opened wooden barrel.

Li Er couldn't help running down.

At this time, Changsun Wuji said disgustedly: "This... this popsicle is indeed extraordinary, but, Mr. Huyi County, you wrapped it in such a shabby thing and put it in a bath bucket. Such a dirty thing Do you want us all to eat like you?"

Du He laughed and said: "My lord, grandson, you can't just look at the surface. This bath tub has been cleaned. As for this rag, it was indeed discarded by my dream group, but it was just wrapped outside and did not pollute the popsicle. "

Changsun Wuji heard this, shook his head again and again, and said with disgust: "My eldest grandson Wuji, even if he dies of heat, he won't eat your popsicle."

Du He smiled slightly and asked without saying a word, "Who would like to try it?"

Qin Qiong was the first to stand up: "When my old Qin was fighting at the border, he even drank his own urine, so why be afraid of this popsicle."

After finishing speaking, Qin Qiong took a popsicle from Du He's hand, and started chewing it.

Then, I saw him hastily covering his right face.

Everyone was shocked, thinking something happened to Qin Qiong.

But Qin Qiong laughed and said: "Okay, okay, it's so cool, haha, it's just that I'm old, I can't eat so fast, hahaha, it still tastes sweet..."

As he spoke, instead of slowing down, he speeded up his chewing.

This popsicle, Du He has been modified by Du He, put some sugar in it, but it tastes much better.

Seeing this, everyone gritted their teeth and gave up.

"Uncle Huyi, give me one."

"I want one too!"

Even Li Er couldn't help but took one and licked it, with a satisfied expression on his face.

In the end, in the whole hall, only Changsun Wuji didn't eat popsicles.

After a long time, Changsun Wuji finally couldn't bear it any longer. He sneaked to the side, picked up one, and ate a few mouthfuls.

Du He saw it, and asked with a smile: "Master Changsun, how about this popsicle?"

Changsun Wuji laughed loudly and said, "Ice lolly, it smells so good!"

"Hahaha……"

In the Tai Chi Hall, joyous laughter erupted immediately.

Chapter 281 Bet

A group of men ate all the popsicles brought by Du He in less than a moment.

The fast ones can eat two or three sticks, while the slow ones can only eat one.The older one squatted on the ground covering his teeth without even eating one. He wanted to save the popsicle and eat it later, but after a while, the popsicle turned into a puddle of water. Only one stick was left in his hand.

Wei Zheng said dissatisfied: "Du He, do you still have this popsicle? Have some more!"

Du He smiled slightly and said: "Of course there are popsicles. Let me tell you a good news. Starting tomorrow, Dream Group will open ten popsicle shops in Chang'an City, specializing in selling all kinds of popsicles, round, loose, sweet, sour. There are a variety of tastes, guaranteed to satisfy everyone’s needs.”

Someone couldn't help asking: "This popsicle is indeed a good thing, but I don't know how much the Huyi county uncle plans to sell it for?"

Du He picked up a stick and introduced: "It's delicious and not expensive, and the price is affordable. One popsicle costs 10 Wen."

hiss!

Everyone was stunned.

According to the current market situation, 10 Wen can allow an adult to survive in Chang'an City for a day.

A scholar coming to Beijing to rush for an exam, if he finds an ordinary hotel and eats some ordinary meals, he will only spend 50 Wen a day.However, Xu Zhiyuan, the magistrate of Chang'an County, has previously calculated that the daily food cost of each victim is only about 5 Wen.

Du He's popsicle costs 10 yuan, which is a huge profit.

"This popsicle is just ice, the entrance is gone, and it's still hot after eating. Uncle Huyi County, if you want to sell it for 10 yuan a piece, I'm afraid no one will buy it."

"Yeah, the selling price is too expensive."

Everyone is not optimistic about Du He's business.

When Du He heard this, he just smiled and didn't speak.

At this time, I saw Hou Junji, Minister of the Ministry of War, stand up, straightened his beard, and said loudly: "Du He, 10 Wen for a popsicle, I'm afraid your business will be bad."

Du He smiled and asked back: "Master Hou, how can you see it?"

Hou Junji said seriously: "Anyway, I don't think your business can continue, why don't we make a bet?"

"Oh?" Du He looked at Hou Junji's serious expression, and asked curiously, "I don't know how Master Hou bet?"

Hou Junji paused, and said, "I bet you won't be able to sell five hundred popsicles tomorrow, otherwise, I'll eat a hundred popsicles in one go. How about it?"