I really didn't want to be emperor

High-end ingredients often only need the simplest cooking methods.

Sucrose, mung bean water, plus ice cubes, two hours of long wait.

Popsicles finally came out.

Ye Jun gently took one end of the chopsticks, took out the popsicles, turned around and looked at Daji and Qing Xuanji, "Two concubines, come and see the delicacy this king made for you."

Hear the sound.

Da Ji and Qing Xuan Ji hurriedly stepped forward and stood on Ye Jun's side, looking at the popsicle in his hand, the two women were in shock.

The green popsicles were covered with a thin layer of frost, which looked crystal clear and exuded a cold air.

Daji said solemnly: "Master, what is this delicious."

Qing Xuanji looked shocked and echoed: "I have never seen this thing."

Ye Jun faintly smiled and said, "The two concubines have a taste."

The two women took the popsicles in Ye Jun's hand, and after several attempts, they put the popsicles to their mouths and licked them gently.

A moment of coldness swept across the lips and teeth, and the mouths of the two women were slightly open, and their faces were unbelievable, cold and sweet. This taste made people a little obsessed.

Then, the two women put the popsicles into the mouth again, this time they got bolder and began to bite the popsicles lightly.

Ye Jun looked at the two women eating popsicles, and thought to himself that they are so lucky to be their own women and eat things that others can never eat.

Daji took the popsicle in her hand and slowly said, "Master, this is too delicious. It's cold, soft, sweet, and I like it too much."

Speaking of this, she paused and continued: "The prince hasn't said yet, what is the name of such a delicious meal."

Ye Jun faintly smiled and said, "What do you think is the better name?"

Daji pondered for a moment, and slowly said, "Master, this thing is like an ice awl on the eaves in winter, but the king's is relatively large, can you call him a big stick?"

"Dabangzi, this name is good!" Ye Jun's mouth raised a smile, "but he is made of ice, let's call him a popsicle."

The voice just fell.

Qing Xuanji said in a deep voice, "Master, after eating, I can't get a popsicle."

"Of course you can, eat whatever you want!" Ye Jun said quietly, "If the two concubines like them, I can make them for you every day."

at this time.

Shen Wansan came in anxiously, bowed and bowed, and said, "Master, Fusang merchants really pressed the price to one or two silver. Now their colored glaze has all fallen into the hands of Jubao Pavilion."

Speaking of this, he paused with an arrogant expression, "Originally, the Fusang merchants wanted to play sideways, but they forgot that this was Jinling City, and finally they obediently handed over all the colored glaze. Lord, how do you deal with the colored glaze now?"

Ye Jundao: "My country, Xia, has mastered the glass craftsmanship, and what I need to do with the colored glaze is to give it to the people in the city. Even the Jubao Pavilion's policy of benefiting the people is an advertisement for the Jubao Chamber of Commerce.

"Wansan, come on, come forward!" Ye Jun beckoned, motioned Shen Wansan to step forward, and handed him a popsicle, "Come and taste this king's new delicacy."

Shen Wansan took the popsicle, and put it in his mouth without seeing it. After taking a breath, he slowly came over.

Ye Jun looked at Shen Wansan, "Eating popsicles, what do you think?"

Shen Wansan said: "Master, this is a good thing. The weather is so hot. If you can eat one, you can quench your thirst and cool off immediately. This is a huge business opportunity. Once we start selling, every summer is the best time for us to make money."

Shen Wansan is Shen Wansan, and he can see business opportunities at any time.

A natural businessman always maintains a sharp business sense.

Ye Jun said quietly: "Since you think the popsicles can be sold, the king will give you the method and you will find someone to do it."

Shen Wansan almost jumped up with excitement. Although it was late summer, if popsicles started to be sold, it would surely cause a frenzy in Jinling City.

...........

Inside the post house.

Feng Chenxiu ordered the people to pack everything up, and they could leave Jinling City at any time as long as there was news from Liu Sheng Xueling.

In the small courtyard.

He stood with his hands in a good mood. From Feng Chenxiu's view, he lost to Ye Jun in the first two confrontations, but the last blow would definitely hurt Ye Jun's bones.

A brisk footstep came from outside the small courtyard, Feng Chenxiu turned and looked over, and saw Liu Shengxueling walking towards him.

When he saw Liu Shengxueling's face, an ominous feeling rose in his heart, everything was in his plan, and there would never be any mistakes.

Liu Shengxueling came to Feng Chenxiu's side, and said weakly, "General, we lost and we were defeated."

Feng Chenxiu said: "What's the matter, why did we lose?"

Liu Shengxueling told Feng Chenxiu of what had happened. The latter was dumbfounded, with an unbelievable face, "Is Xiaoyao King a god? Knowing the unknown prophet."

puff.

Feng Chenxiu spouted a mouthful of old blood, and raised her hand to support the ancient tree, "Let our people withdraw from Jinling City, remember it is everyone."

The place where Ye Jun is located is his restricted area.

Feng Chenxiu always feels that if he continues to stay in Jinling City, his life must be explained here. Jinling Road is slippery and he wants to go back.

Ye Jun is witty and close to the demon, fighting with him has no chance of winning.

..........

At dusk.

Jinwuxi fell, and the tired bird came home.

Outside Jinling City, on the official road, the Fusang mission left quietly.

Came to try Feng Chenxiu galloping, full of spirit and ambition, when he left, he was lying in the chariot, dying.

Compared to when he came, this will be half his life.

On the city.

The prince and the Ninth Kings stood with their hands on their hands and looked at the Fusang Mission slowly moving forward on the Wilderness Official Road. The Nine Princes said in a deep voice, "His Royal Highness heard that no, this time, the Fusang Mission can make Jun'er miserable."

"What's the explanation for Uncle Nine Kings?"

The Nine Princes said again: "Weichen received the news that all the colored glaze brought into the capital by the Fusang mission fell into the hands of the Jubao Chamber of Commerce, and President Shen ordered a member of the Chamber of Commerce to send all the colored glaze to the homes of people outside the city."

"His Royal Highness, do you want to know how the Jubao Chamber of Commerce can obtain the colored glaze that Fusang people have."

The prince said: "Uncle Jiuwang don't want to sell off, let me know what is going on.

After listening to the narration of the nine princes, the prince raised his head and laughed wildly, "This attention must be given by the third child, otherwise the Fusang pit will not be so miserable."

Speaking of this, he paused and continued: "The Fusang mission has left Beijing. Let's go to the palace tonight as a guest."

The Nine Princes said: "Of course it's okay. I happen to have a lot of things and I want to ask His Highness and Jun'er for advice."

After nightfall.

A chariot and a horse appeared outside the Xiaoyao Palace. The prince got off the chariot and was about to walk towards the palace. A shadow appeared from the side of the long street.

Seeing someone coming for a moment, the prince was startled slightly, "You...Why are you here?"