Chapter 2098: 2095: The Heat Wave Brought by Watermelon

Chapter 2098: Chapter 2095: The Heat Wave Brought by Watermelon

The price is quite reasonable.

As long as things go smoothly, selling them all shouldn’t be a problem.

A vendor loudly said, “Many thanks to Shopkeeper Xie for your generosity, we certainly wouldn’t be the kind to break trust.”

Then.

Quite a few people saw a vendor carrying a wooden box wrapped in thick cotton cloth, not showing much, yet yelling nearby, “Selling ice popsicles! Orange, watermelon, peach, pear ice popsicles!”

The capital’s citizens regarded themselves as knowledgeable.

Some, driven by curiosity, stopped the vendor: “What are ice popsicles? Are they Bingjian?”

Actually, Bingjian is just the name for what we call ice cream in later times, but only the Royal Family and wealthy families could afford it, while ordinary folks considered getting a watermelon in summer a luxury.

After all, a watermelon costs dozens of wen each.

“Hello sir, this ice popsicle is true to its name, it’s ice shaped like a stick, with a wooden piece in the middle to hold, and it’s edible, with various fruit flavors, selling for two copper coins each. Would you like to try it?”

The customer laughed heartily, clutching his belly, “You kid, don’t try to fool me. In this scorching weather, can you really carry an ice block around without it melting?”

The vendor also couldn’t figure out why Shopkeeper Xie of Yonghe Food Shop claimed that wrapping ice popsicles in cotton could prevent melting, but it turned out to be true, to his initial concern.

By now, they were still perfectly frozen.

“Sir, if you want to try, I’ll give you one, but understand that this is a small business, and you know ice melts easily, so I can’t show it to you openly.”

The customer wasn’t short on money, and promptly handed over two copper coins: “Fine, give me a watermelon-flavored ice popsicle.”

The vendor swiftly opened the wooden box, took out a red ice popsicle, and quickly closed it again.

Onlookers only saw a faint mist, followed by the ice popsicle landing in the customer’s hand.

“Wow, it’s really ice.” Others coming to watch said curiously.

“Let me try, is this really watermelon-flavored? Not just a trick?” The customer said, quickly biting into it, the distinct watermelon taste spread through his mouth, sweet and icy cold. His eyes widened in surprise, and he didn’t say much more, quickly taking several bites, his mouth filled with coolness, unable to speak.

However, the bystanders saw him squinting in enjoyment and felt envious: “Hey, young man, how’s the taste? Give us an answer!”

Some impatient ones quickly took out copper coins and said, “I’ll have a watermelon-flavored one too.”

The vendor swiftly collected the money and handed out ice popsicles, so fast people couldn’t see how many were in the wooden box.

“Hey, let me try the watermelon-flavored one.”

Watermelons were already popular in the capital, with some people reluctantly buying small pieces instead of entire ones, yet no one could fully enjoy them, and they highly praised watermelon.

This time they were purely chasing the watermelon flavor.

The vendor was busy and quickly sold out thirty watermelon-flavored ice popsicles.

People could be heard saying, “Hey, it’s really watermelon-flavored. I tried it once at Deng’s birthday celebration, but not only were watermelons expensive, but they were also scarce, couldn’t buy them later.”

“Exactly.”

“Young man, where are your ice popsicles from? Can I buy one to take home for my mother’s birthday celebration?”

“Ha, I say selling watermelon ice popsicles might be a loss.”