After dying early, I traveled to ancient times and became a boy

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and Ye Xunqing's business is indeed getting better and better. He has developed many new cold drinks. Although there is no refrigerator or ice cubes, as long as they are refrigerated in a deep hole, they will become a rare delicacy when taken out.

Unlike ice cubes, this slightly cooler cold drink has a very large production volume and is very cheap. You can buy a large bowl of cool mung bean soup for two cents. If you like sweet food, you can add sugar for one cent, or spend more money to add other small ingredients.

Ye Xunqing looked at the bowl of mung bean soup in front of him that looked like eight-treasure porridge, and suddenly understood why so many people put so many toppings in milk tea. They really couldn't help it.

Zhao Huaixin was patrolling here when he passed by and saw the shed at the door, so he walked closer to take a look.

"Would you like a bowl?" Feng Jingheng brought him a bowl of soup. "It's free."

Zhao Huaixin took out a piece of silver and said, "Give the brothers a bowl."

Feng Jingheng asked his men to go to the yard to carry the mung beans. When they came out, the cans of mung bean soup were still steaming.

"Brother Zhao." Ye Xunqing came down from upstairs.

It's too hot, so he hasn't been in the kitchen much these days unless a distinguished guest places an order.

"Has the last incident been resolved?" Ye Xunqing asked about the prison. "Have you told the prince to release those troublemakers?"

Zhao Huaixin nodded and said, "After fining them, we let them go. But they are either old men or old women, so the fine cannot be too severe."

Ye Xunqing smiled and said, "Silver is more important than their lives. If it weren't for silver, they wouldn't come here to cause trouble. If we fine them this time, they probably won't be able to eat for several days after they go back."

Zhao Huaixin didn't sympathize with them at all. "You asked for it."

He took a sip of mung bean soup, his eyes lit up, "It's iced, did you add ice cubes?"

"How could I have that kind of money?" Ye Xunqing said with a smile, "I just used some other methods."

Zhao Huaixin drank two more bowls and said, "There is ice in the palace, but it's too hot here, and there is very little ice left over from the winter. Even the prince is reluctant to use it. I gave it to the children when they were young, but now only Zhizhi's room still has some ice."

Ye Xunqing has a deep understanding of life without ice and air conditioning. "It's true. The weather this year is extremely hot. It's not even hot yet, but the sun can melt people."

"When things are out of the ordinary, there must be something fishy going on. You should also pay attention." Zhao Huaixin put down the bowl. "Let's go. You should go back early tonight."

"Goodbye, Brother Zhao." Ye Xunqing waved at his back.

As soon as Zhao Huaixin left, an old scholar came over with a cane.

"Hmph, what a disgrace to our family." The old scholar said "Pah".

Ye Xunqing wondered, "Uncle Zhu, who are you scolding again?"

Mr. Zhu cursed, "Apart from that future princess who's always out and about, who else could it be? She's so shameless as to take advantage of the prince's favor and do whatever she wants, hanging around with those men!"

Ye Xunqing smiled and said, "It is said that martial artists have amazing hearing abilities. Commander Zhao is such a powerful martial artist, so I'm sure he can hear it, right?"

Feng Jingheng echoed from the side: "Yes, Commander Zhao will definitely hear it."

I don’t know if Zhao Huaixin heard it, but he suddenly turned around and looked at them.

The old scholar was so scared that he hid behind Ye Xunqing, "I didn't say anything!"

Ye Xunqing was almost laughing to death. He loved watching this kind of performance the most. On the surface, he looked indignant, but deep down he was more cowardly than anyone else.

"Uncle Zhu, what are you going to buy today?" Ye Xunqing didn't have time to tease him anymore.

Mr. Zhu then explained the purpose of his visit. "My little daughter is here with her grandson, so I want to buy some of your double-skin milk. Is that what it's called? I want to take some back for my grandson and daughter."

Although the old man's words were not pleasant, he always loved children and often came to buy food for his grandchildren.

"Oh, okay." Ye Xunqing said, "Come in with me, I'll have someone pack it for you."

Mr. Zhu walked in with the help of a cane, saying as he walked, "Alas, the world is so unstable these days! You can be alive and well today, but you can't guarantee that you will die tomorrow."

Ye Xunqing asked him, "Why are you so sad about the passing of time?"

Mr. Zhu sighed and said, "My daughter and son-in-law originally lived on the coast, but a group of thieves came from nowhere and burned and killed their entire village. My daughter and son-in-law were spared because they were visiting relatives."

Ye Xunqing paused as he was wrapping things. He had heard that the coastal areas were not stable, but he didn't expect that they had already taken action.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have married my daughter there. My daughter was disobedient. Why did she marry a fisherman when there were so many other people to marry? What kind of future can a fisherman have?"

Although the old man scolded his daughter like this, he still loved his daughter in his heart, otherwise he would not have come to buy food for his daughter and grandson.

After he left, Ye Xunqing kept thinking about his words. Are the thieves along the coast the Japanese?

Is it possible that the tragedy of decades ago will happen again?

This reminded him of the small country with thieves' intentions. In order to obtain fertile land, they invaded homes and killed many innocent people.

Thinking of this, Ye Xun's heart was filled with anger, and his movements became more severe.

"A Qing!" When Feng Jingheng came in, he saw Ye Xunqing kneading pastries, some of which had been crushed into crumbs by him.

"Ah, what happened?" Ye Xunqing came back to his senses, "Oh, how did I get pinched like this?"

Feng Jingheng took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped his hands. "What are you thinking about so intently?"

Ye Xunqing didn't hide it from him, "I just heard from that old man surnamed Zhu that thieves appeared along the coast, so I wonder if those people are the Japanese who have returned?"

Feng Jingheng said, "Isn't it none of our business? That's for the local officials to worry about."

Ye Xunqing nodded and said absentmindedly: "Yes, but..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard someone outside shouting, "It's raining, it's raining heavily, run quickly!

Ye Xunqing's attention was drawn to the rain. "Strange, the sky was clear just now, why is it raining all of a sudden?"

Feng Jingheng said: "Summer is like this. The weather is like a child's face, changing in an instant."

"It changes at any time." Ye Xunqing had a complicated expression, and he thought of many bad things.

The heavy rain came quickly but left slowly. It was not until Ye Xunqing and the others were about to return to the palace that the heavy rain gradually subsided.