Since making black gunpowder requires a large amount of saltpeter as a material, there is no shortage of saltpeter.
Yang Ling ordered to go down, and Guo Zhao arranged for the servants in the mansion to start making a large amount of ice cubes.
In just half a day's work, there were a lot of ice cubes in the house.
When the servants placed the ice cubes in the corner of the room, the temperature quickly dropped.
Enjoying the rare coolness in the hot summer, while the girls were happy, they also admired Yang Ling more and more.
My husband is indeed the smartest man in the world, and he can actually make ice cubes in broad daylight.
Yang Ling looked at the ice cubes in the corner of the room and suddenly had an idea in his mind.
"Zhen'er, do you think we can make money if we sell ice?"
Although Yang Ling has already made a lot of money from Moutai and perfume business.
But no one can have too much money.
Mi Zhen pondered for a moment, then nodded affirmatively,
“Definitely making money!”
As mentioned before, in the current world, only the royal family and powerful officials like Cao Cao and Liu Biao had the ability to hide ice in winter.
Most officials can only use ice cubes to cool down in the summer when the emperor rewards them with ice cubes.
Not to mention ordinary people, who have no qualifications or ability to use ice in summer.
It’s a hot summer day right now. If you make a lot of ice cubes and sell them, you can definitely make a lot of money!
"Okay, go back and tell your two brothers how to make ice!"
Yang Ling ordered.
After moving the entire family to Xudu, relying on the relationship with Yang Ling, the Mi family developed smoothly.
In the court, Mi Zhu and Mi Fang both had a lot of money but few official positions.
It is just through them that we can start the ice making business.
"Okay, I will send someone to notify them immediately."
Mi Zhen responded immediately.
After finalizing the ice-making business, Yang Ling leaned comfortably on the bed, but felt a little regretful in his heart.
It's a pity that the snowflakes he brought from the future generations have already been drank up.
Otherwise, wouldn't it be nice to have a can of cold beer at this moment?
If that doesn't work, an iced drink will do.
At this moment, Yang Ling missed the ice cream drinks of later generations.
Yes, you can make your own drinks.
If you can't make Coke, Sprite, etc., why can't you make simple sour plum soup?
Thinking of this, he jumped up under the surprised gazes of the women.
"Why are you so excited, husband?"
Cao Qing said doubtfully.
"Hey, ladies, please wait here for the time being. You can come as soon as you go for your husband!"
After Yang Ling said these words, he left the room with Guo Zhao and went straight to the kitchen.
"What are you trying to do, husband?"
Guo Zhao said curiously as he watched Yang Ling rummaging around in the kitchen.
"The weather is so hot, I'm going to make some refreshing drinks for the ladies."
After Yang Ling prepared all the ingredients, he set up a big pot.
After a while, the water in the pot was boiling.
Yang Ling poured various ingredients such as black plums, tangerine peels, dried hawthorn slices, etc. into the pot one after another.
Although there was no rock sugar in the world, luckily there was stone honey made from sugarcane juice.
After Yang Ling added more stone honey, he turned to low heat and simmered.
When it was estimated that the time was almost up, Yang Ling asked Guo Zhao to find gauze and filter out the dregs inside.
In this way, the authentic and good sour plum soup is ready!
Yang Ling couldn't wait to pour herself a glass, and then added some ice cubes to it.
Take one sip, it's sour, sweet and refreshing, and the heat all over your body from the inside to the outside will disappear in an instant!
"Cool!"
He couldn't help but shout excitedly!
Although there is still a big gap between this sour plum soup and the drinks of later generations.
But fortunately, it is clean and hygienic, and it is a rare drink in this world.
"Husband, is it really delicious?"
Seeing Yang Ling looking so comfortable, Guo Zhao couldn't help but become interested.
"Just try it!"
Yang Ling smiled and poured a glass and handed it to her.
Guo Zhao took a cautious sip.
It doesn't matter if she doesn't drink it, her beautiful eyes will widen as soon as she drinks it.
"This...this is so delicious!"
"Hey, no, don't look at who did it."
Yang Ling laughed,
"Okay, let's take these over and let Zhen'er and the others have a taste."
"Yes, husband."
Guo Zhao poured all the remaining sour plum soup in the pot into the wooden barrel.
When the two returned to the room, the girls were already waiting anxiously.
When they saw Yang Ling coming back, they started asking questions.
"Husband, what on earth did you do?"
"What's in this bucket, and why does it smell so good?"
Guo Zhao on the side pursed his lips and smiled,
"Sisters, don't worry. What's in the bucket is sour plum soup. It's a refreshing drink made by my husband for my sisters."
As she spoke, she put the bucket on the table, scooped out the sour plum juice with a spoon, added ice cubes one by one, and handed it to the other sisters.
When the sour plum soup was consumed, whether it was Cao Qing, Huang Yueying, Mi Zhen and other women, their reactions were exactly the same as Guo Zhao's.
First shocked, then a look of satisfaction!
"This is too delicious!"
"It's ice cold, sweet and refreshing!"
You must know that there are not many snacks in this world, let alone drinks.
The sweet and sour taste of sour plum candy, coupled with the coolness of ice cubes, instantly conquered the hearts of many women in Yangling!
After they finished a bowl, they were still not satisfied and asked for refills!
Seeing that the bucket of sour plum soup was not enough for Cao Qing, Mi Zhen and other girls to drink, Yang Ling hurriedly ordered Guo Zhao to let his servants continue cooking.
Mi Zhen tasted the sour plum soup carefully and suddenly smiled and said,
"Husband, this sour plum soup is indeed a business. You can let my two brothers give it a try."
"If the two brothers are interested, I will write down the recipe later."
Yang Ling smiled indifferently.
Sour plum soup is most suitable for drinking in summer, and it is not as profitable as Maotai, perfume, and ice cubes.
Therefore, Yang Ling didn't take it seriously.
"Speaking of which, we haven't been back for a while. Husband, why don't we bring sour plum soup and go back to visit father tomorrow."
Cao Qing suggested.
Recently, Yang Ling has been idle at home and has not paid attention to world affairs.
I just took this opportunity to meet Boss Cao and see if there was any movement among Yuan Tan, Yuan Shang, Liu Biao, Liu Bei, Sun Quan and others.
So he nodded and said,
"Okay, let's go back tomorrow."
…
The next day, Yang Ling took Cao Qing and Guo Zhao out of the mansion and went straight to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Cao Cao was not in the mansion. His wife, Mrs. Ding, who raised Cao Ang and Cao Qing, received Yang Ling and the others.
“I’ve met my mother-in-law (mother)!”
Yang Ling and Cao Qing saluted Mrs. Ding.
"The weather is hot these days, why are you two back now?"
Although Mrs. Ding was complaining, she held Cao Qing's hand, her eyes full of love.
