"It’s done!" Ye Jiu reached out to touch the ice that had formed in the jar, feeling the rare coolness in the summer day.
"Little... little sister, this..." Ye Gaosheng and Ye Wenzheng simultaneously looked up incredulously.
Once before, the Ye Jiu who made soap seemed like a demon in their minds, and now, she even made shower gel, but with the soap as a precedent, Ye Gaosheng could still accept it.
However, looking at the chunks of ice giving off cold air in front of him, Ye Gaosheng was utterly confused, "Little sister, where did the ice come from on this hot day?"
"It... it was made by my niece this afternoon." Ye Gaosheng didn’t know, but Ye Wenzheng had seen with his own eyes what Ye Jiu had put into the water, and then she hadn’t come back to the side of the jar.
Now, in just the time it took to eat a meal, the water that he had personally drawn had already formed into ice in this dog days of summer, it was just like a miracle, unbelievable.
After the amazement, Ye Jiu revealed her plan, "Tomorrow, we’ll open the shop first to sell ice. Anyone who buys more than twenty taels worth of silver, will get a bottle of shower gel for free."
This way, the reputation of the shower gel could quickly spread.
After all, ice in the summer was a highly coveted item, and apart from the wealthy families who had ice cellars to store some, and even they had to use it sparingly.
Ye Jiu was confident that once the ice was introduced, it would certainly be pursued avidly by the wealthy families and establishments like restaurants and teahouses.
And to use ice to promote the sale of shower gel was simply a win-win.
If there wasn’t ice to lead the way, they had no foundation in the capital city, and even if they could open the shop, it was not certain that they could sell anything.
Even if she knew that her products were good, they needed to be used by others so they would know too.
And that was exactly the idea Ye Jiu was working on.
Moreover, ice was a business with no costs; as long as she could sell it, it was all profit.
As for the amount of saltpeter that was wasted, it was almost negligible.
Taking advantage of the night, everyone got to work, and soon the small courtyard was filled with large rectangular plastic boxes that Ye Jiu had prepared, all filled with water, and they would make over 100 chunks of ice.
After that, Ye Jiu handed the saltpeter to Ye Wenzheng, with the time already calculated, she told him to wake up half an hour earlier to put the saltpeter in, then sit back and wait for the plan to collect silver tomorrow.
Tomorrow was only an initial trial, and since the ice cellar was not yet ready, it was not suitable to make too many ice chunks; high-volume ice manufacturing would have to wait until the ice cellar was built.
Although Sikong Mo had an ice cellar, Ye Jiu did not want to rely too much on someone from such a different world.
However, when Ye Jiu headed back to her room in the dark, she found a dark figure sitting at the table in her room, which startled her.
A flame arose as the candles on the table were ignited by a lighter, and Ye Jiu could clearly see that the person was Sikong Mo.
Relieved, Ye Jiu rubbed her startled little heart and walked over to sit opposite Sikong Mo, "Sikong Young Master, why didn’t you make any noise? You almost scared me to death."
"Sorry, I didn’t mean to." Sikong Mo said.
"It’s all right, I’m just easily frightened." Ye Jiu waved it off generously, "By the way, I’ve been so tired these past few days, I don’t want to practice swordsmanship anymore. Can I just practice Inner Strength in my room?"
It wasn’t just her body that was tired these last few days, but her mind as well, and Ye Jiu truly didn’t want to practice martial arts in the middle of the night anymore.
Moreover, Sikong Mo was particularly strict about teaching her martial arts, never allowing her to be lazy. The constant mental and physical fatigue was almost too much for her!