When sleepiness was brewing, the dazed Chang Quan heard his cousin and cousin's words. He also turned over and lay on his side to look at the two of them. He opened his mouth and yawned loudly, and then briefly organized the words in his mind, feeling a little helpless.
He opened his mouth and said:
"Yesterday, the ice stored in the ice cellar of our palace ran out. Then my mother-in-law sent people out of the palace to buy ice. Who knew that the price of ice in the capital had risen again. The people who bought ice in the palace only bought it back with the same money as before.
Half of the ice was taken, there were a lot of people in the palace, and ice was used in every courtyard. In comparison, the ice given to my sister and I was already quite a lot, but it still melted all last night until midnight, even though
My grandma was sitting by the bed fanning me, but I was still too hot to rest well."
"Is the ice outside so expensive? Do you have to buy it all?"
When Xiao Si heard the term "buy ice" for the first time, he couldn't help but blinked, feeling extremely surprised.
His mother-in-law was a noble concubine and the highest-ranking empress in the harem. No matter whether it was in the Chuxiu Palace or the South Third Study Room where the prince was initiated, the mistress never lacked ice. She also didn’t know that the ice cube outside the Forbidden City was actually a
Such a precious thing.
"Yes." Changquan nodded immediately.
Seeing his cousin's affirmative look without hesitation, Xiao Si turned his head to the other side and looked at Yin Reng, and asked curiously:
"Brother Prince, where does the ice in our palace come from? Is it also bought from outside?"
"No, our ice is all moved from the palace ice cellar. Every year in the cold winter months at the end of the year, when the water freezes, Khan Ama will send people to the nearby Beihai Imperial Garden, Zhonghai Imperial Garden, and Nanhai Imperial Garden to cut out large pieces with knives.
The ice is then transported back and stored in several large ice cellars. The ice we are using now is the ice saved from last winter."
Yinreng stretched out one hand and pointed at the blue and white porcelain ice basin beside their bed.
After hearing this, Xiaosi got up from the bed and took a look at the ice basin with white air-conditioning rising from it.
"Yes, the prince's cousin is right. At that time, the entire clan would go to the Royal Garden to get ice. Most of the ice in our ice cellar was brought back from the North Sea. Not only did we do this, but those wealthy businessmen would also do it in the cold winter.
However, many of them cannot enter the imperial garden, so they will go to the river in the suburbs of Beijing to get ice, then carefully wrap it with quilts and straw, and store it in a large ice cellar that they rent or build.
, we will open the ice cellar door and sell them out in the hot summer of next year, and we can make a lot of money."
"But this ice price is too arbitrary, isn't it? The merchant doubled the price just because he said it was going to increase? Is it possible that there is no one to manage the ice dealers?"
"In this sweltering summer, even the prince and prince will be unable to sleep due to lack of ice, so won't the lives of ordinary people be even more difficult?"
Yinreng rubbed his fingers and said with a frown.
When Xiaosi heard what the prince's brother said, he also turned his attention to the little cousin next door.
"Harm, how should I say this?"
Changquan stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and then said distressedly:
"Prince's cousin, Xiaosi, in fact, I only occasionally heard some superficial things said by my Amma, and I couldn't understand many of them."
"My Ama once told me that even though he is a prince, there are many wealthy families in this capital. Selling ice is the only business. The supply exceeds the demand. The vendors do not force people to buy or sell. There are always people.
Being able to spend a lot of money to buy ice is not considered a violation of Qing law. Moreover, there are many big businessmen selling ice who have high-ranking officials as their backers. The water here is very deep and very difficult to control.
Woolen cloth."
"Besides, the battle in the south isn't over yet..."
No royal child is stupid. Although Changquan's voice is getting lower and lower, Xiaosi and the young prince both understand what he means. The country is not yet stable, how can anyone care about the people?
Are ice prices in China ridiculously high or not?
Xiaosi, who had a straight temper and bad temper, became angrier and angrier as he listened, his face turned red, he clenched his fists unbearably, and Xiao Naiyin said angrily:
"Hmph! If those high-ranking officials dared to bully the people and colluded with the government and businessmen, they should have confiscated all their wealth and then exiled their entire clan to Ninggu Pagoda to see if they dared to stay in the fish and meat village all day long!
"When Changquan heard Xiaosi's words, he couldn't help but his eyes widened in shock. He looked at Xiaosi up and down several times before asking in disbelief: "Xiaosi, aren't you just over two years old? How do you know that your house has been ransacked?
?Who told you?"
As soon as Chang Quan finished speaking, Xiaosi was stunned for a moment. The word "house raid" just came out of his mind. He touched his chin and thought for a while but couldn't figure out why, so he had to
He shook his little head and then lay back on the bed with a bang. He turned around to look at his little cousin who was helpless and furious, and said aggrievedly:
"I don't know either, but I just think that I can confiscate homes, and I am very skilled at it. It seems that I have done many things like confiscating homes and being exiled."
Changquan was choked by Xiaosi's words. Although he thought his cousin's words were a bit unbelievable, the two of them had a good relationship. After coughing twice, he stretched out his right hand to pat Yin Xiaozhen's cheeks.
Shoulder comforted:
"Xiao Si, I believe in you. It doesn't matter. When you grow up and want to rob someone's house, I will definitely rob him and help you."
The little prince who was lying on the outside couldn't help but twitching his lips slightly when he saw two little dumplings who were only six years old in total talking about "property confiscation", but what Xiao Si said was firmly remembered in his mind.
In his mind, he thought more and deeper than Xiaosi, and for the first time he intuitively realized that this was the "monopoly" that his aunt once said.
Most ordinary people in this world do not have the manpower and financial resources to build an ice cellar with good thermal insulation effect. They wait until the depth of winter to store ice to survive the scorching heat of the coming year.
Although ice dealers spend some money on managing ice cellars and transporting ice, this business is a hugely profitable business, and it is not an exaggeration to say huge profits. The wealth brought by selling ice in midsummer is far higher than those "costs"
"Dozens of times as many.
Moreover, the weather this year is not unbearably hot. If the high temperature in summer could kill people, people would be waiting to buy ice cubes to cool down and save their lives, but when they walked to the ice cellar, they were embarrassed and couldn't get it.
If you pay enough money, you don’t know how many lives will be caused at that time, not to mention collusion between government and businessmen is a taboo of the court, this is all chaos!
"Hey, brother Changquan, you said it would be great if there was something that could directly turn water into big ice cubes."
"Hahahaha, Xiaosi, you can really think about it. When grandma fanned me last night, I was still thinking about how great it would be to have a fan that can blow the air directly without using human power..."
Chang Quan was so sleepy that he couldn't hold on any longer. He closed his eyes and muttered something with a smile and then stopped talking.
"Brother Changquan, brother Changquan~"
Xiao Si heard Chang Quan's light snoring ringing in his ears. He turned his head and whispered a few tentative words. He found that Chang Quan was asleep, but he still had a lot to say, so he turned to Yin Reng again.
, holding his voice and whispering:
"Brother Prince, doesn't the wooden dog you gave me just run and bark? Maybe there really is a big fan that can directly send cool breeze..."
The little prince nodded solemnly, then leaned over and put the small blanket that had slipped down on Chang Quan's belly, and then gently patted Xiao Si's body to coax the chatty little boy to sleep.
Primary 4 has also been in class all morning, and drowsiness is contagious. Changquan's sweet snoring, the chirping of cicadas outside the window, and the rustling of green leaves in the warm summer wind are all extremely hypnotic.
, coupled with the regular patting of the prince brother, the two-year-old Yin Xiaozhen couldn't stand it any longer. Not long after closing his slender red phoenix eyes, he tilted his head and fell asleep.
The two little brothers fell asleep, but the little prince became more and more energetic.
Yinreng crossed his arms and put them behind his head, looking at the carved beams above his head and thinking hard.
He had a vague impression that when his "aunt" was writing her homework in Changshengtian, she mentioned it like a mantra: "Nitrogen can absorb a lot of heat when dissolved in water, and quicklime can absorb a lot of heat when it is dissolved in water."
A lot of heat will be released.”
Moreover, in Changshengtian there are the "fans" and "air conditioners" that Changquan said can cool people without manpower, but brother Chenghu said that those can only be used by "electricity", Daqing
There is no "electricity", so what exactly is the "nitrate" that can absorb heat?
…
At Shen Shichu, Qingyan, who had slept for more than half an hour, had finished her lunch break. She lay on the bed and stretched out comfortably. Then she got off the bed and walked to the table in her indoor slippers. She picked up the kettle and poured herself a cup of scented tea.
, and then washed his face with the water brought by the little palace maid. After feeling refreshed, he walked out of the main hall and prepared to go to the backyard to wake up the three children.
She originally thought that the three little guys were sleeping sprawled out and drooling. Who knew that she had just entered the inner room of the main hall in the backyard and saw the little prince sitting at the desk under the glass window, holding a brush.
He seems to be writing something with concentration.
"Baocheng, what are you doing?"
Qingyan curiously walked up to the rice paper and took a look at it. She found that there were many patterns of big barrels and small barrels drawn on it. She asked softly with some confusion.
Yinreng was just getting into it when he suddenly heard a familiar female voice in front of him and quickly raised his head.
When he saw Concubine Jing, he immediately beamed and said:
"Auntie, Gu Gu has thought of a way to make ice. Do you still remember what you once said about 'what kind of salt' can absorb heat and reduce temperature?"
"Ice making? 'What's the salt'?"
Qingyan was a little confused when she heard Yinreng say this unexpectedly.
To her, the words "endotherm and release heat" are distant and vague knowledge points written in middle school chemistry textbooks in her previous life. After Yinreng repeated "What is the salt" several times, she also started to remember it from the corner of her mind. I remembered something in the corner, and with a flash of inspiration, I asked uncertainly:
"Baocheng, are you talking about the 'saltpeter to make ice' method?"
"Saltpetre?"
The little prince muttered these two words and felt that "aunt" had clearly meant three words called "nitrate and potassium".
"Yes, it's saltpeter. I've seen someone write about the method of 'making ice with saltpeter' in a book before. But saltpeter is a raw material for making ice cream, and most people can't buy it in large quantities. If you want If I try this method of making ice, I have to go to Qianqing Palace to see your Khan Ama."
Although Qingyan didn't know why Yinreng suddenly mentioned this, she saw the little guy's brows were wrinkled and couldn't help but pinch the soft flesh on his cheek and said in amusement.
"Eniang~"
"Mom~" Qingyan, who had slept for more than half an hour, had finished her lunch break. She lay on the bed and stretched out comfortably. Then she got off the bed and walked to the table in her indoor slippers. She picked up a kettle and gave it to herself. I poured a cup of scented tea and then washed my face with the water brought by the little palace maid. I felt refreshed and then walked out of the main hall to go to the backyard to wake up the three children.
She originally thought that the three little guys were sleeping sprawled out and drooling. Who knew that she had just entered the inner room of the main hall in the backyard and saw the little prince sitting at the desk under the glass window, holding a brush. He seems to be writing something with concentration.
"Baocheng, what are you doing?"
Qingyan curiously walked up to the rice paper and took a look at it. She found that there were many patterns of big barrels and small barrels drawn on it. She asked softly with some confusion.
Yinreng was just getting into it when he suddenly heard a familiar female voice in front of him and quickly raised his head.
When he saw Concubine Jing, he immediately beamed and said:
"Auntie, Gu Gu has thought of a way to make ice. Do you still remember what you once said about 'what kind of salt' can absorb heat and reduce temperature?"
"Ice making? 'What's the salt'?"
Qingyan was a little confused when she heard Yinreng say this unexpectedly.
To her, the words "endotherm and release heat" are distant and vague knowledge points written in middle school chemistry textbooks in her previous life. After Yinreng repeated "What is the salt" several times, she also started to remember it from the corner of her mind. I remembered something in the corner, and with a flash of inspiration, I asked uncertainly:
"Baocheng, are you talking about the 'saltpeter to make ice' method?"
"Saltpetre?"
The little prince muttered these two words and felt that "aunt" had clearly meant three words: "Nitrates and Potassium".
"Yes, it's saltpeter. I've seen someone write about the method of 'making ice with saltpeter' in a book before. But saltpeter is a raw material for making ice cream, and most people can't buy it in large quantities. If you want If I try this method of making ice, I have to go to Qianqing Palace to see your Khan Ama."
Although Qingyan didn't know why Yinreng suddenly mentioned this, she saw the little guy's brows were wrinkled and couldn't help but pinch the soft flesh on his cheek and said in amusement.
"Eniang~"
"Mom~" Qingyan, who had slept for more than half an hour, had finished her lunch break. She lay on the bed and stretched out comfortably. Then she got off the bed and walked to the table in her indoor slippers. She picked up a kettle and gave it to herself.
I poured a cup of scented tea and then washed my face with the water brought by the little palace maid. I felt refreshed and then walked out of the main hall to go to the backyard to wake up the three children.
She originally thought that the three little guys were sleeping sprawled out and drooling. Who knew that she had just entered the inner room of the main hall in the backyard and saw the little prince sitting at the desk under the glass window, holding a brush.
He seems to be writing something with concentration.
"Baocheng, what are you doing?"
Qingyan curiously walked up to the rice paper and took a look at it. She found that there were many patterns of big barrels and small barrels drawn on it. She asked softly with some confusion.
Yinreng was just getting into it when he suddenly heard a familiar female voice in front of him and quickly raised his head.
When he saw Concubine Jing, he immediately beamed and said:
"Auntie, Gu Gu has thought of a way to make ice. Do you still remember what you once said about 'what kind of salt' can absorb heat and reduce temperature?"
"Ice making? 'What's the salt'?"
Qingyan was a little confused when she heard Yinreng say this unexpectedly.
To her, the words "endotherm and release heat" are distant and vague knowledge points written in middle school chemistry textbooks in her previous life. After Yinreng repeated "What is the salt" several times, she also started to remember it from the corner of her mind.
I remembered something in the corner, and with a flash of inspiration, I asked uncertainly:
"Baocheng, are you talking about the 'saltpeter to make ice' method?"
"Saltpetre?"
The little prince muttered these two words and felt that "aunt" had clearly meant three words: "Nitrates and Potassium".
"Yes, it's saltpeter. I've seen someone write about the method of 'making ice with saltpeter' in a book before. But saltpeter is a raw material for making ice cream, and most people can't buy it in large quantities. If you want
If I try this method of making ice, I have to go to Qianqing Palace to find your Khan Ama."
Although Qingyan didn't know why Yinreng suddenly mentioned this, she saw the little guy's brows were wrinkled and couldn't help but pinch the soft flesh on his cheek and said in amusement.
"Eniang~"
"Mom~" Qingyan, who had slept for more than half an hour, had finished her lunch break. She lay on the bed and stretched out comfortably. Then she got off the bed and walked to the table in her indoor slippers. She picked up a kettle and gave it to herself.
I poured a cup of scented tea and then washed my face with the water brought by the little palace maid. I felt refreshed and then walked out of the main hall to go to the backyard to wake up the three children.
She originally thought that the three little guys were sleeping sprawled out and drooling. Who knew that she had just entered the inner room of the main hall in the backyard and saw the little prince sitting at the desk under the glass window, holding a brush.
He seems to be writing something with concentration.
"Baocheng, what are you doing?"
Qingyan curiously walked up to the rice paper and took a look at it. She found that there were many patterns of big barrels and small barrels drawn on it. She asked softly with some confusion.
Yinreng was just getting into it when he suddenly heard a familiar female voice in front of him and quickly raised his head.
When he saw Concubine Jing, he immediately beamed and said:
"Auntie, Gu Gu has thought of a way to make ice. Do you still remember what you once said about 'what kind of salt' can absorb heat and reduce temperature?"
"Ice making? 'What's the salt'?"
Qingyan was a little confused when she heard Yinreng say this unexpectedly.
To her, the words "endotherm and release heat" are distant and vague knowledge points written in middle school chemistry textbooks in her previous life. After Yinreng repeated "What is the salt" several times, she also started to remember it from the corner of her mind. I remembered something in the corner, and with a flash of inspiration, I asked uncertainly:
"Baocheng, are you talking about the 'saltpeter to make ice' method?"
"Saltpetre?"
The little prince muttered these two words and felt that "aunt" had clearly meant three words: "Nitrates and Potassium".
"Yes, it's saltpeter. I've seen someone write about the method of 'making ice with saltpeter' in a book before. But saltpeter is a raw material for making ice cream, and most people can't buy it in large quantities. If you want If I try this method of making ice, I have to go to Qianqing Palace to see your Khan Ama."
Although Qingyan didn't know why Yinreng suddenly mentioned this, she saw the little guy's brows were wrinkled and couldn't help but pinch the soft flesh on his cheek and said in amusement.
"Eniang~"
"Mom~" Qingyan, who had slept for more than half an hour, had finished her lunch break. She lay on the bed and stretched out comfortably. Then she got off the bed and walked to the table in her indoor slippers. She picked up a kettle and gave it to herself. I poured a cup of scented tea and then washed my face with the water brought by the little palace maid. I felt refreshed and then walked out of the main hall to go to the backyard to wake up the three children.
She originally thought that the three little guys were sleeping sprawled out and drooling. Who knew that she had just entered the inner room of the main hall in the backyard and saw the little prince sitting at the desk under the glass window, holding a brush. He seems to be writing something with concentration.
"Baocheng, what are you doing?"
Qingyan curiously walked up to the rice paper and took a look at it. She found that there were many patterns of big barrels and small barrels drawn on it. She asked softly with some confusion.
Yinreng was just getting into it when he suddenly heard a familiar female voice in front of him and quickly raised his head.
When he saw Concubine Jing, he immediately beamed and said:
"Auntie, Gu Gu has thought of a way to make ice. Do you still remember what you once said about 'what kind of salt' can absorb heat and reduce temperature?"
"Ice making? 'What's the salt'?"
Qingyan was a little confused when she heard Yinreng say this unexpectedly.
To her, the words "endotherm and release heat" are distant and vague knowledge points written in middle school chemistry textbooks in her previous life. After Yinreng repeated "What is the salt" several times, she also started to remember it from the corner of her mind. I remembered something in the corner, and with a flash of inspiration, I asked uncertainly:
"Baocheng, are you talking about the 'saltpeter to make ice' method?"
"Saltpetre?"
The little prince muttered these two words and felt that "aunt" had clearly meant three words: "Nitrates and Potassium".
"Yes, it's saltpeter. I've seen someone write about the method of 'making ice with saltpeter' in a book before. But saltpeter is a raw material for making ice cream, and most people can't buy it in large quantities. If you want If I try this method of making ice, I have to go to Qianqing Palace to see your Khan Ama."
Although Qingyan didn't know why Yinreng suddenly mentioned this, she saw the little guy's brows were wrinkled and couldn't help but pinch the soft flesh on his cheek and said in amusement.
"Eniang~"
"Mom~" Qingyan, who had slept for more than half an hour, had finished her lunch break. She lay on the bed and stretched out comfortably. Then she got off the bed and walked to the table in her indoor slippers. She picked up a kettle and gave it to herself. I poured a cup of scented tea and then washed my face with the water brought by the little palace maid. I felt refreshed and then walked out of the main hall to go to the backyard to wake up the three children.
She originally thought that the three little guys were sleeping sprawled out and drooling. Who knew that she had just entered the inner room of the main hall in the backyard and saw the little prince sitting at the desk under the glass window, holding a brush.
He seems to be writing something with concentration.
"Baocheng, what are you doing?"
Qingyan curiously walked up to the rice paper and took a look at it. She found that there were many patterns of big barrels and small barrels drawn on it. She asked softly with some confusion.
Yinreng was just getting into it when he suddenly heard a familiar female voice in front of him and quickly raised his head.
When he saw Concubine Jing, he immediately beamed and said:
"Auntie, Gu Gu has thought of a way to make ice. Do you still remember what you once said about 'what kind of salt' can absorb heat and reduce temperature?"
"Ice making? 'What's the salt'?"
Qingyan was a little confused when she heard Yinreng say this unexpectedly.
To her, the words "endotherm and release heat" are distant and vague knowledge points written in middle school chemistry textbooks in her previous life. After Yinreng repeated "What is the salt" several times, she also started to remember it from the corner of her mind.
I remembered something in the corner, and with a flash of inspiration, I asked uncertainly:
"Baocheng, are you talking about the 'saltpeter to make ice' method?"
"Saltpetre?"
The little prince muttered these two words and felt that "aunt" had clearly meant three words: "Nitrates and Potassium".
"Yes, it's saltpeter. I've seen someone write about the method of 'making ice with saltpeter' in a book before. But saltpeter is a raw material for making ice cream, and most people can't buy it in large quantities. If you want
If I try this method of making ice, I have to go to Qianqing Palace to find your Khan Ama."
Although Qingyan didn't know why Yinreng suddenly mentioned this, she saw the little guy's brows were wrinkled and couldn't help but pinch the soft flesh on his cheek and said in amusement.
"Eniang~"
"Mom~" Qingyan, who had slept for more than half an hour, had finished her lunch break. She lay on the bed and stretched out comfortably. Then she got off the bed and walked to the table in her indoor slippers. She picked up a kettle and gave it to herself.
I poured a cup of scented tea and then washed my face with the water brought by the little palace maid. I felt refreshed and then walked out of the main hall to go to the backyard to wake up the three children.
She originally thought that the three little guys were sleeping sprawled out and drooling. Who knew that she had just entered the inner room of the main hall in the backyard and saw the little prince sitting at the desk under the glass window, holding a brush.
He seems to be writing something with concentration.
"Baocheng, what are you doing?"
Qingyan curiously walked up to the rice paper and took a look at it. She found that there were many patterns of big barrels and small barrels drawn on it. She asked softly with some confusion.
Yinreng was just getting into it when he suddenly heard a familiar female voice in front of him and quickly raised his head.
When he saw Concubine Jing, he immediately beamed and said:
"Auntie, Gu Gu has thought of a way to make ice. Do you still remember what you once said about 'what kind of salt' can absorb heat and reduce temperature?"
"Ice making? 'What's the salt'?"
Qingyan was a little confused when she heard Yinreng say this unexpectedly.
To her, the words "endotherm and release heat" are distant and vague knowledge points written in middle school chemistry textbooks in her previous life. After Yinreng repeated "What is the salt" several times, she also started to remember it from the corner of her mind.
I remembered something in the corner, and with a flash of inspiration, I asked uncertainly:
"Baocheng, are you talking about the 'saltpeter to make ice' method?"
"Saltpetre?"
The little prince muttered these two words and felt that "aunt" had clearly meant three words: "Nitrates and Potassium".
"Yes, it's saltpeter. I've seen someone write about the method of 'making ice with saltpeter' in a book before. But saltpeter is a raw material for making ice cream, and most people can't buy it in large quantities. If you want If I try this method of making ice, I have to go to Qianqing Palace to see your Khan Ama."
Although Qingyan didn't know why Yinreng suddenly mentioned this, she saw the little guy's brows were wrinkled and couldn't help but pinch the soft flesh on his cheek and said in amusement.