I engaged in modernization in ancient times

Mo Shaoheng walked around his own shop for a while, and there are quite a variety of shops, but there is not a single business.

According to Mo Haitang, this situation has been going on for several years.

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, it should have started when he became the young master of Nanli.

I went to the medical center again, grabbed some medicines for my grandmother and returned to Zhenbei Palace to suffer.

Mo Shaoheng went to the back kitchen and asked for a pot for boiling medicine to take back to the yard. There were a lot of things he had to pay attention to in the "Hua Gong's Secret Recipe for Dampness Removal", so he had to torment himself.

During the period, he also found something for Nan Yi to do.

"Nan Yi, I have a question to test you."

Nan Yi got excited. Ever since he stumbled in pairing and numerology, he has been thinking about gaining some face in front of Mo Shaoheng every day. He is also a genius, so he also wants to save face, right?

Put your hands on your hips, "Let the horse come here."

It's true that even though you have abused him thousands of times, he still treats you like first love, and Xiaoqiang, who can't be beaten to death, has a good spirit.

Mo Shaoheng pointed to the saltpeter piled up all over the ground in the corner of the yard, "How to crush the ground frost into fine pieces in the shortest possible time?"

These saltpeters are too big to be in contact with water thoroughly, and the ability to make ice is greatly insufficient, so they have to be crushed first.

Nan Yi scratched his head and ran to the corner to study it.

"How to break it into fine pieces in the shortest time?"

"This rock is quite hard."

Ping-pong-pong smashed up.

"Master, don't you restrict any conditions?"

Mo Shaoheng nodded.

I saw Nan Yi suddenly ran to the outside of the courtyard, and said to the veteran guarding the door, "Uncle, do you know why our young master's internal strength is amazing at such a young age?"

"There is a reason for this. I don't tell most people. As a student of the Young Master, I am the only one who knows the secret."

"Uncle, do you want to become a master of inner strength?"

While Mo Shaoheng was brewing the medicine, he watched the situation in the courtyard.

A lot has changed in the hospital.

Nan Yi was leading a group of guards from the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion to smash the saltpeter with a hammer he borrowed from someone who didn't know where.

Nan Yi, "If a worker wants to be good at his work, he must first sharpen his tools. When there are people, there are also tools. Master, how about my answer?"

On the contrary, he knows how to adapt to local conditions and has a flexible mind.

Boil the medicine, and wait for the fire to stabilize, so there is no need to keep guarding it.

Taking advantage of this time, Mo Shaoheng hung two wooden barrels containing bees in a corner of the yard where it was sheltered from the rain.

After a night of familiarizing themselves with the environment, these bees should barely adapt, so they lifted a corner of the black cloth on the barrel and tried to release it.

The bees crawled out of the gaps in twos and threes, went in and out, and did not fly far.

After a while, the black cloth was lifted a little bit, and the release continued slowly. In addition, the queen bee was trapped in the bamboo cage inside the wooden barrel. After these bees got used to it, they would regard this place as their new home.

The continuous flying is estimated to last until the day after tomorrow before I can really let go.

After finishing these, it was almost noon, and the pot of medicine that was boiled was ready.

He poured the medicine into the bowl, thought for a while, and went to catch some bees, then let Nan Yi hold the piano and follow to the grandmother's courtyard.

At the grandmother's place, besides Mrs. Yong'an, some other aunts were also there.

The old lady could see Mo Shaoheng's filial piety, she kept smiling, "Old people always have many problems, Heng'er doesn't need to bother so much, you should hurry up and get busy with your affairs."

Grandmother was also worried about Mo Shaoheng's seven-day appointment, although the people in their house didn't say anything, they were all anxious.

"This old problem should not be cured. Many elderly people in Beijing have this problem."

Mo Shaoheng replied, "It's not too late, and the fact that others can't cure it doesn't mean I can't either."

Everyone laughed, these words were quite a bit like Linjiang Xian challenged Nanli celebrities.

The atmosphere is getting more and more harmonious.

Mo Shaoheng said, "How about I play a piece of music for grandma, and get some acupuncture along the way."

The old lady was taken aback, how could she play music and do acupuncture at the same time?I guess it was a slip of the tongue, but I didn't care.

Mo Shaoheng asked Nan Yi to put the Chunlei Guqin on the seat, and he himself took out the bees he brought just now, and placed them one by one on the grandmother's acupuncture points.

"The bee's tail needle is best for treating rheumatism."

Everyone: "..."

I was amazed when I saw it, "Is this also a cure?"

Even Nan Yi couldn't even blink his eyes. Just now, the young master asked him to observe the treatment methods carefully, why did he feel a little weird.

It was also the first time for the old lady to see such a weird cure, but as she got older, she didn't care much about these weird things.

The sound of the piano is like a stream of rain.

The old lady closed her eyes and began to taste. She is a master of the qin, so she can tell whether the qin is played well or not.

He couldn't help but nodded in his heart, Heng'er's piano skills must have put in a lot of effort, and Heng'er is good at spring and autumn fingering, this piano skill is probably also from that piano sage Liu Guichen.

Not long after, the old lady suddenly opened her eyes.

It's not that there is something wrong with playing the piano, but...

The eyes couldn't help looking at the bees at the joints. These bees were also weird. They were supposed to be placed there, and they flew away long ago.

But now, not only did they not fly, but they also pierced the skin with their tail needles and remained motionless.

These are not the main points, but... She has often been bedridden recently, and the key points are always painful, sometimes it is unbearable.

But now, the place that was supposed to be in pain is actually not painful anymore, it's numb and comfortable.

Mrs. Yong'an noticed that the old lady had a different expression, so she hurriedly asked.

The old lady replied, "This method works so quickly, it is more comfortable than pressing the joints every day."

Everyone couldn't help being amazed, they originally thought it was just a filial piety, a folk remedy.

The bee tail is poisonous, and the sting can make the wound red and swollen.

But used properly, it is a sharp weapon for treating rheumatism.

In the room, the atmosphere also lightened up, watching curiously.

Nan Yi rolled his eyes, this cure is strange, he has to learn it, thinking about it, it will be exciting to sting people with bees every day in the future.

Mo Shaoheng's piano skills beat Nanli celebrities, so naturally his piano skills are not inferior to celebrities.

This kind of elegance and leisure, coupled with the casual chatting between relatives, is really warm.

However, not long after, an old servant came in, "Ma'am, a nanny came to the palace and said she wanted to see the prince."

Mo Shaoheng's piano sound stopped.

The old lady asked, "Can I ask the identity of that nanny?"

The old servant replied, "It is said that it is the servant of the concubine Tian, ​​and I have come to invite the son into the palace to have a talk."

Mo Shaoheng was taken aback.

Concubine Tian, ​​also known as the mother concubine of King Yan Zhao Di.

Although King Yan's mother and concubine failed to compete for the posthumous position back then, they did not completely collapse. Instead, they were conferred the title of Heavenly Concubine by the sage, surpassing all concubines.

This is also one of the reasons why Yan Wang Zhao Di still makes everyone so afraid.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words. The relationship between Tianfei and their Zhenbei Palace is pretty good.

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, before he was ten years old, he was brought up by Concubine Tian all the time, now that he is back, he should go to see him out of reason.

After summoning the nanny to come in, after confirming it, Mo Shaoheng was ready to enter the palace.

But before entering the palace, Mo Shaoheng thought about it, even though Concubine Tian is nominally superior to all concubines, but there is a queen above her, she must be targeted everywhere.

Life may not really be as beautiful as it appears on the surface.

Mo Shaoheng thought for a while, and went back to the yard to get a box as a courtesy.

Then he ordered Nan Yi to crush all the remaining saltpeter.

Mo Shaoheng's entry into the palace went smoothly.

It is not so easy for a foreigner to enter the palace, but he has lived in the palace since he was a child, and he was summoned by the concubine who raised him, so he has less worries.

Zhuxia Palace.

Mo Shaoheng stood holding the piano.

Above is a graceful lady with palace make-up.

"I heard from those maids in the palace that our Heng'er looks like a Qiongxian, and they didn't exaggerate."

After finishing speaking, he continued, "It still looks the same as when I was a child, but my palace is much quieter than before, does Heng'er feel a little uncomfortable?"

When he left the palace ten years ago, it was still the Queen's residence, so it was naturally more atmospheric than it is now.

Mo Shaoheng smiled, "Where is the lady, when I came in just now, I saw that the people serving in the temple were still those people, the old friends were still the same, and the faces of the people were the same. In my opinion, there is no difference from ten years ago."

Concubine Tian couldn't help laughing, "Heng'er can still talk, so it doesn't look like..."

Thinking of his son Zhao Di's coffin face, she also shook her head.

Then he said, "Sit down, you used to grow up here too, so don't be born."

Concubine Tian said, "I thought you would be very busy at this time, and you shouldn't be called into the palace at this time, but I heard the maids in the palace arguing a lot, is there any difficulty in your seven-day agreement?"

"Although my place is not as good as before, I can still say a word or two in front of the saint."

He frowned while speaking.

She listened to the comments of those maids, saying that Mo Shizi broke the pot and smashed it, and there was no preparation for the seven-day agreement. She was afraid that the deadline was approaching, and there was no escape. At first, she thought she had heard it wrong. Mo Shaoheng was summoned to inquire.

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, this Zhuxia Palace really doesn't look like the residence of the concubine Tian who is above all concubines, it is much deserted than expected.

The people Mo Shaoheng persuaded to serve just now were still the same as before, somewhat thoughtfully speaking, when he came in just now, he saw two old nuns who looked familiar to him, but there were not many other maids serving.

It can only be regarded as the treatment of the general harem.

Some people are always suppressing and targeting, maybe this situation is expected, after all, Tianfei is the princess of Nanli, and she has nothing to rely on in Beiliang.

Mo Shaoheng said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, since I have agreed to the seven-day agreement, I am sure."

Concubine Tian glanced at Mo Shaoheng, "Your child has been very assertive since he was a child. When the children of ordinary families are at that size, who doesn't follow the arrangements of their parents and elders..."

Mo Shaoheng's face froze when he heard this, and he remembered some unbearable things.

Do you know what Tianfei liked to do most in the past?Seeing that he is good-looking, he makes little skirts for girls every day, and I heard that he has piled up a big box of treasures.

He is a good young man, can he let himself leave such a dark history?

This is also the meaning of Tianfei's words that she has been very assertive since she was a child, and it sounds a little regrettable.

The two of them spoke without saying a word, some of which were more or less interesting stories from Mo Shaoheng's childhood.

He spent most of his "childhood" here, playing peek-a-boo with Zhao Di, that self-righteous little adult every day.

But it's interesting to think about it now.

He was brought up by the concubine Tian, ​​and with this relationship, he was destined to be on a warship.

Mo Shaoheng handed the box in his hand to the old nanny next to him, "Unknowingly, I have been away from here for ten years, wandering outside, and I have seen some different things. Selected congratulatory gift."

Looking at the current situation in Zhuxia Palace, he brought the box right.

The old mother handed the box to the concubine Tian who was sitting on the main seat.

Concubine Tian said, "Why are you still learning from outsiders, kid? Hey, Di'er is not as thoughtful as you are. Every time the things sent to the palace are quite standard, I don't even feel interested in seeing them." .”

Saying this on the mouth, there are many smiles on the face.

A junior's gift, in fact, it doesn't matter whether it is expensive or not, it's just a matter of thought, just now Mo Shaoheng said that it was specially chosen for her, so he was naturally in a happy mood.

It's not in vain that she took him into the palace and raised him carefully for ten years.

He just opened the box, but was stunned.

"what is this?"

One after another, the black dots are like gravel, and they look bigger than sand.

The whole box is full of such particles.

Although Mo Shaoheng said it was something different just now, she did not expect it to be so different.

I didn't understand, my face was puzzled.

Mo Shaoheng said directly, "Silkworm eggs."

Concubine Tian was taken aback, and immediately realized, "But you said in the Golden Palace, the silkworm eggs that can weave silk?"

It is really a special product of Nanli, which is not found in other places. This gift is special, and it will inevitably increase interest. No matter how you look at it, these small black spots have nothing to do with the silk that is more expensive than gold.

Mo Shaoheng said, "This is the only box of silkworm eggs I brought back from Nanli."

Concubine Tian: "..."

Because of the high cost of silk, the people of Nanli will definitely guard the silkworm eggs as tightly as a national treasure, and will not allow anyone to pay attention.

In other words, this box of silkworm eggs is most likely the only box they have in Beiliang.

Mo Shaoheng's words, that he can enrich Nanli and Beiliang, have been widely spread.

Mo Shaoheng took out a stack of manuscripts from his arms, "This is the specific method of raising silkworms."

When Nanli was in Nanli, the methods of raising silkworms, cocoons, and breeding were already mature, and he only needed to write them out silently.

Concubine Tian looked over, she understood what Mo Shaoheng meant, and the only box was handed over to her.

Although there is only one box, but year after year, there will be a day when Fuyu Nanli will eventually leave, and if she raises these silkworms, her Zhuxia Palace will naturally become extremely special.

Mo Shaoheng said, "The sage should soon send someone to fetch the silkworm seeds. I thought it would be cheaper to give it to other people anyway. It's better to let the empress raise the silkworms. Silkworm raising is a careful thing, but it's not too difficult. , I just have to let the empress worry about it."

Concubine Tian waved her hand, compared to silkworm eggs, these are nothing, besides, she had nothing to do all day in Zhuxia Palace, arguing with other concubines all day, although it was a lot of fun, it was sad, just looking for something to refresh her mind.

Concubine Tian said, "You really have a heart."

The smile on his face grew stronger.

When Mo Shaoheng left, he was followed by two old nuns carrying large and small bags.

It may not be some expensive things, but Tianfei thinks that he just returned to Beiliang, so he should lack everything.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Perhaps all adults think this way, and his mother, Mrs. Yong'an, is also like this. She can't wait to buy all the things he needs, and checks for omissions and fills in the vacancies every day.

Mo Shaoheng also knew these two old nuns, they were real old people in Zhuxia Palace, and they could be regarded as watching Mo Shaoheng grow up.

The old mother said, "Your Majesty said that she likes the gift of the son, and she asked the old slave to tell the son that this matter can be settled by the empress herself, so the son doesn't need to worry about this matter, just concentrate on more important things."

Giving the silkworm eggs directly to Concubine Tian will indeed cause some troubles, but they are just troubles.

Concubine Tian has been deeply rooted in Beiliang for so many years, and with King Yan, these troubles are naturally nothing.

Mo Shaoheng nodded.

When passing Qinzheng Hall, the melancholy middle-aged uncle was there again.

Mo Shaoheng couldn't help walking over, "Uncle, is this some kind of geomantic treasure?"

The middle-aged man glared at Mo Shaoheng angrily, "Naturally it's a good place, you can still see Xunzhou from a higher place."

This is simply nonsense, no matter how tall you stand, it is impossible to see Xundi.

Mo Shaoheng was embarrassed, was he playing tricks on him?

The middle-aged man asked, "Why do you still have time to enter the palace? It doesn't mean that you are confident about the seven-day agreement. How do I see you like a broken pot?"

Mo Shaoheng smiled and said, "It is precisely because of his confidence that he is so leisurely."

middle aged:"……"

He knew exactly what Mo Shaoheng was doing recently.

Can this solve the food problem for all refugees?

Why does he feel that this little head is a bit unreliable?

After a while, he said, "It was agreed earlier, after you have passed the seven-day agreement, I will speak a few words of kindness for you in front of the saint."

Mo Shaoheng replied, "Don't worry."

This uncle is quite principled.

middle aged:"……"

Babbled a few words.

The middle-aged man said, "Just now the sage sent someone to go to Zhenbei Prince's Mansion to fetch silkworm and cotton seeds. Go back and get ready."

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

The sage is naturally concerned about such important matters.

Before leaving, the middle-aged man said inexplicably, "What I owed you at the beginning, the sage will naturally compensate you at the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion."

Mo Shaoheng's eyes lit up, "Does uncle know something inside?"

The middle-aged man waved his hand, "Let's go and go, don't play dumb."

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

It’s what you’re talking about, and you won’t be allowed to ask if you ask.

When Mo Shaoheng returned to Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, there really was an eunuch from the palace waiting for him.

The old man directly explained the purpose of coming. The reason why he came now, such as silkworm seeds and cotton seeds, which can affect the country's society, is because the sage sees that the living son has to deal with the seven-day agreement. Solving the refugee food problem is also imminent. .

Mo Shaoheng didn't delay either, and went directly to the yard to get a box, "This is filled with cotton seeds."

"As for the silkworm eggs, unfortunately, I just sent them to Concubine Tian."

The old palace man looked at Mo Shaoheng meaningfully, and said, "My son is a nostalgic."

There are too many things mixed in here, it is not easy for him as an old palace man to say anything, he just needs to report the truth to the saint.

He took the box and looked at Mo Shaoheng.

Mo Shaoheng shrugged, "It's gone."

The old palace man didn't react, he opened his mouth for a while, but couldn't speak.

It was agreed, let the people of Beiliang have warm clothes to wear?It was agreed to make cotton armor to greatly increase Beiliang's military strength?

The hype at the beginning is still in my ears.

In the end, just this box?

He suddenly remembered that the crown prince did not lie at the Golden Palace, he did talk about the usefulness of cotton, but they seemed to have forgotten to ask for the number of crown princes.

The old palace man was still a little dazed, "Really?"

Mo Shaoheng replied, "Can I still grow it secretly by myself?"

The old palace man: "..."

When it comes to discourse power, the son is afraid that he has already perfected it.

It's just that when the civil, military and saints of the Manchu Dynasty heard the news, they didn't know how wonderful their faces were.

Blame Mo Shaoheng?

I'm afraid I'm sorry, but the others didn't say anything panicky, it's just that they didn't ask clearly on the spot in the Golden Palace.

The old palace man took a look at Mo Shaoheng, he was taken advantage of by the young prince, and left Zhenbei Palace with a strange expression on his face.

For the next two days, the whole Liangjing was talking about Mo Shaoheng's broken jar.

Because Mo Shaoheng really didn't do anything.

It just confuses everyone.

"Mo Shaoheng really doesn't want to live anymore?"

"Then what can he do? Do you really believe that he can solve the food problem for refugees within seven days?"

It was a wild night to talk about absolutely impossible things, and the result was already doomed. They also felt that it was strange that they cared about this impossible thing, but they just couldn't help it.

However, some unexpected things happened in Zhenbei Palace.

Everyone knows that the old lady of Zhenbei Wangfu is sick, but today the old lady went out.

Instead of being helped, I sat on a stool called a "wheelchair" and turned the wheel by myself. I visited many old sisters I knew before, especially those houses where there were old people who could not walk freely.

While reminiscing about the old days, everyone said how handy her wheelchair was.

It's amazing to see.

It is a lot of trouble to stay in bed all day, or need someone to help you go out.

But people, if you can't walk around, every day is like suffering.

Therefore, the appearance of "wheelchair" is simply a magic weapon in the eyes of such people.

Looking at the old lady in Zhenbei Wangfu, it seems that she is not affected by the inconvenience of her legs and feet at all. Wherever you want to go, you can just visit their cool capital.

The old lady chatted with her old sister, and they kept talking about it. This was designed for her by her grandson.

Before leaving, it is natural to give a wheelchair to the old sister who is also suffering as a gift for visiting.

Wheelchairs are not worth a lot of money, so they are given as gifts. There are not many people who need them, and there is no market, but it takes some time to make them.

As for whether there is anything else to say, I don't know.

The story of the wheelchair was spread, and it has another name, "filial piety chair".

Everyone sighed, "First of all, no matter what Mo Shaoheng is, at least he is filial."

After Mo Shaoheng heard the sermon, he also knew that his grandmother was running around for him, but she was using the wheelchair as an excuse to help him.

Although in his opinion, there was no need for this, but in order to prevent his grandmother from worrying, he didn't say anything, so maybe his grandmother could feel at ease.

In addition, a strange thing happened in Zhenbei Palace.

A huge cabinet was moved into Mo Shaoheng's yard.

It is indeed similar to a cabinet, but it is boxy and not high, but it looks heavy and big.

Can it be less heavy?

The cabinets all have a large interlayer, and the interlayer is full of saltpeter. Because of this, the weight and volume can be imagined.

This strange wardrobe attracted many people in the mansion.

"Where did you buy this wardrobe? It's too weird. You can't buy it here next time."

Mo Shaoheng smiled, "We made it in our own shop."

Everyone: "..."

How can a wardrobe be made like this?

Mo Shaoheng said, "This is a freezer for making ice, not for storing clothes."

In fact, saltpeter ice making was ruined by people in ancient times, because it is really easy to use and simple.

At the beginning, the ancients used the method of storing ice in the cellar to store ice cubes until summer, and then take them out to cool off in summer, but this method is a very expensive enjoyment.

It wasn't until the ancients discovered the magical effect of saltpeter that they brought about revolutionary changes.

Ice making is no longer affected by seasons, and ice can be made freely even in summer.

What is the difficulty of making ice with saltpeter?As for mining, there was a lack of tools in ancient times, and the mining technology was not good, so it was not possible to have ice in every household on a large scale.

The speed of making ice with saltpeter is much faster than expected, which is about the same as that of modern refrigerators. It is actually a heat-absorbing physical process.

Another advantage of using saltpeter to make ice is that the saltpeter can be used repeatedly, as long as the saltpeter is dried in the sun.

His freezer has a special mechanism that can open the interlayer and take out the saltpeter.

Everyone even joked about how they asked their own craftsmen to make such a stupid cabinet. If it gets out, there will be no business in the future.

After watching the fun, I left.

Mo Shaoheng asked people to put the cabinet directly in the corner of the room, away from the bed.

Then, together with Nan, the two began to pour water into the interlayer.

Nan Yi studied there for a long time, "Fortunately, they didn't see us pouring water into the closet, otherwise they would have to laugh at us again."

Mo Shaoheng corrected again, "This is a freezer."

Nan Yi scratched his head, "What is it for?"

Mo Shaoheng said, "See for yourself at night."

In fact, before nightfall, Nan Yi's exclamation came from the room.

Mo Shaoheng was going to ask someone to boil sugar water, when he heard the sound, he went into the room and saw Nan Yi stuck to the freezer.

"Master, it's terrible, this wardrobe, no, this freezer is foggy."

"It's so cool."

Nanli didn't have such a hot weather at all, so although Nan Yi didn't say anything, it was so hot that he sweated a lot.

He wished he could put his whole body on it.

Mo Shaoheng nodded, and the temperature in his room would drop a little later.

The freezer he made had a push-on lid, but of course it couldn't completely insulate the temperature like modern freezers.

But leaking cool air also has its uses.

Nan Yi was completely reluctant to leave from there.

Mo Shaoheng didn't care about him either.

Wait for someone to bring the boiled and cooled sugar water, and then pour it into small boxes one by one, and insert a neatly cut wooden stick into the small box.

Although it is the first attempt, there are still a lot of these membranes and small boxes, and they can be used in the future anyway.

Quickly pushed off the lid of the freezer, and put small boxes full of sugar water inside.

Nan opened his mouth, "What are you doing, Master?"

Mo Shaoheng replied, "Ice cream, or popsicle."

Nan Yi: "..."

Pastries made of snow?Popsicles?

Stupid him to death.

Mo Shaoheng told Nan Yi, "Don't push the lid of the freezer."

He looked at Nan Yi as if he was very interested in the push-pull cover.

In this way, another day passed.

After a whole night, Mo Shaoheng's room was really much cooler.

Nan Yi took out the small table and bench, and leaned against the freezer to do his homework.

Today happened to be the time for the people in the mansion to have dinner with their grandmother.

Nanyi's eyes were full of resentment, "I don't even want to leave here."

Mo Shaoheng smiled, "You like homework so much?"

Nan Yi became nervous, "That's not the case."

Mo Shaoheng opened the freezer directly.

Nan Yi stretched his head and looked inside.

"Ice... is it ice?"

I looked at the sky outside again, the sun was shining brightly.

In the hot summer, ice appeared in their room?

Mo Shaoheng directly took a piece of ice cream, it was a bit inconvenient to take ice cream from the mold, it seemed that it needs to be improved, and then stuffed the ice cream into Nan Yi's small mouth, "Taste the taste."

The cold feeling in the mouth brought Nan Yi back to his senses.

Reflexively grabbed the small wooden stick sticking out of the ice cream.

"Good ice."

"So sweet."

In hot summer, even tea can't cool you down. Mo Shaoheng naturally knows what a piece of ice cream that can cool you down is like when your heart is extremely hot.

Nan Yi was so comfortable that his eyes narrowed into slits.

He is addicted to sweets, this ice cream is definitely his favorite.

Mo Shaoheng said, "Just take it for other people in the house to taste."

When Mo Shaoheng and Nan Yi went to eat at grandmother's yard, it was a little late because they had to pick up ice cream.

Quickly ask someone to take out the ice cream, "The weather is too hot, the ice cream will melt in a short time, everyone hurry up and try it to relieve the heat."

ice cream?melted?

Why can't they understand?

Until the servants put pieces of ice cream in front of them.

Only then did they know where the fog just now came from.

"This is?"

ice?

But how is it possible?

Everyone also tried to pick up one end of the stick with their hands, which looked quite delicate.

When I put it in my mouth, my eyes couldn't help but light up.

It's more comfortable than fanning the wind by the side all the time. After all, the fanning is hot wind, but the ice goes straight to the heart.

Not only is it cool, but it also tastes sweet.

For a moment, Yingying Yanyan's voice echoed everywhere.

Mo Shaoheng continued: "You said we opened an ice cream shop, how will the business be?"

After all, their Zhenbei Prince's Mansion is the nobles of Beiliang, and the dignity of the nobles is still necessary, not that the women in the mansion worry a lot about wearing a headdress.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but brighten up. Selling ice in summer is probably unprecedented.

It's just, isn't their son too careless?The point now is not this, they are anxious in their hearts, so they will inevitably have to say a few words.

……

The next time is to let the craftsmen in the shop build more freezers.

This process took another three days, and the freezers were naturally sent to the yards of each house.

Unavoidably, it caused a great commotion, and their room was much cooler.

In fact, it is quite different from air conditioners. The sealing effect of houses in ancient times was not very good.

It is equivalent to placing a large ice basin in the room.

There is a big difference between using it and not using it.

By the time the ice cream is frozen, it is already the fourth day.

Including the two days consumed earlier, there is only one day left before the seven-day agreement.

The rare warmth of the Zhenbei Palace these days has turned into tension.

The discussion outside has also reached its peak.

What Mo Shaoheng did in the past few days was also placed on the table of all adults and saints.

No one can understand it.

Food, where is it?

What is Mo Shaoheng doing?

Either Mo Shaoheng has gone crazy, or this is the most bizarre thing in the world.

And Mo Shaoheng, who was at the center of the discussion, was staying with Nan Yi at their newly opened ice cream shop.

There is an extra freezer in the shop, and an extra banner outside, with the word "ice cream" written on it.

Mo Shaoheng looked at the still empty street, "..."

"Nan Yi, did you go to other streets and eat ice cream in front of everyone?"

Nan Yi: "Yes, I gnawed on each hand, and those people immediately surrounded me."

"But when they heard that I bought it on this street, they turned away with tears in their eyes."

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

It seems that there must be a way to get people into this street.

It is said that the smell of wine is also afraid of the depth of the alley. They know that there are good things in the alley and they don't come in.

Are Liangjing people persistent?

Originally, I wanted to use ice cream to drive and restore the business of the whole street.

"But it's not impossible."

The shopkeeper couldn't hold back, "My lord, tomorrow is the last day."

Now is the time to manage any business.

Mo Shaoheng replied directly, "No hurry, there is still one more day."

The shopkeeper didn't know what to say.

There was still no business in the shop, Mo Shaoheng took Nan Yi and the mighty guards back to Zhenbei Palace.

After thinking in the room for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised.

He took out a pen and paper and wrote a post, "Nan Yi, ask someone to send this post to His Highness Fifth Prince Zhao Qiuyan."

After finishing speaking, he rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find colored glaze beads, "Send this as well."

Nan nodded, took the post, and saw...

"There is no perfect thing in the world, there is no No. 1 in literature, and there is no second in martial arts..."

There are a lot of crackling.

The focus is on the end, "Tomorrow at noon, bring all the people and horses together, and fight it out in the Bird Clothes Lane."

This is about a group fight tomorrow.

But tomorrow is the last day of the seven-day agreement, even if Nan Yi believed in Mo Shaoheng the most, he would still be hit in the head at this time.

Going to fight with people, when to prepare food, although their young teachers are miraculous, they are not real gods after all.

Mo Shaoheng tapped Nan Yi on the forehead, "Hurry up, I have to find King Yan later."

He intends to make their streets prosperous, and Yan Wang, who has been mistreated by him, has to go and tell him to hire a good staff and prepare for the opening tomorrow.

Of course, a letter of war is far from enough, it is just an introduction, and other means are needed.

Nan Yi was tearful, the young master's mind was really abnormal.

After finishing what Mo Shaoheng asked, they happened to go out together to King Yan's mansion.

As a result, King Yan was not there and went to the Imperial College.

Guozijian is the place where students from Beiliang study. Whether they are the princes or the descendants of court officials, they all study here. It is estimated that Mo Shaoheng seems to have nothing to do all day.

Mo Shaoheng had no choice but to walk around again.

When they arrived at the Imperial College, Mo Shaoheng's appearance caused quite a stir.

"It turns out that I've been idle all day long."

When they heard the news, they didn't believe it at first. After all, what Mo Shaoheng is doing now is no different from waiting to die. Now it seems that the rumors are indeed true.

It was time for the Guozijian to serve meals.

There is a canteen for students to eat inside.

Mo Shaoheng thought for a while, King Yan didn't know where to eat now, it was hard to find.

It just so happened that he was also hungry, so it would not be too late to find Zhao Di after eating, he had a lot of time.

If others knew his thoughts, they would be anxious for Mo Shaoheng if a sip of tea could last a whole day.

Mo Shaoheng ordered some dishes, and then he began to wait regardless of the strange gazes from around him.

It didn't take long to wait, and a few meals were brought up.

However, Mo Shaoheng and Nan Yi did not move their chopsticks, but looked at the food strangely.

Nan Yi blinked even more, and suddenly said a strange sentence, "Red umbrellas, white poles, eat together and lie on the board." (Note: The sentence comes from a Yunnan proverb.)

The servant who brought up the dishes asked humbly, "Young Master, don't the meals in our Zijian not suit your taste?"

Mo Shaoheng laughed at this seemingly simple sentence.

Young teacher?

Nan Yi called him Shaoshi because Nan Yi is from Nanli, which is reasonable.

And in Beiliang, a young servant called him a young teacher in full view?I'm afraid it will hurt the nerves of many people.

Sure enough, as soon as the boy's voice fell, someone snorted coldly, "My Beiliang's food is naturally not to the taste of Master Nanli."

There are caterers around, "Even the gentlemen and the princes can eat the food of our Zijian. Why can't you swallow it in front of you, Mo Shaoheng?"

Mo Shaoheng ignored these voices, because Nan Yi was looking at Mo Shaoheng.

Mo Shaoheng ordered