mtlumby2d Chapter 492: Popsicles in 49 Cities Are Not Worried About Sales
Chapter 492: Popsicles in 49 Cities Are Not Worried About Sales
“Milk popsicles!!!”
There are many varieties of popsicles in the city of Beijing. The domestic production technology of ice, popsicles and ice cream comes mainly from the assistance of the cold country in the north. The daily output and quality of popsicles (including popsicles and ice cream) are not very good.
Later, in 1956, a technological change was made.
Among them, the amount of milk powder in 20 Beibingyang milk popsicles (actually half ice cream) increased from 35 kg to 35 kg, and the amount of eggs increased from 50 kg to kg. Beibingyang milk popsicle news After the new formula was changed, Beibingyang milk popsicles changed from half popsicles and half ice cream to ice cream.
But it is still called milk popsicle.
It has become a brand. Little kids like Chen Li and Zhu Zhu like to eat milk popsicles the most.
But it's expensive!
Five cents a popsicle, which is equivalent to five sweet popsicles!
Chen Hao shuddered.
He cares about his reputation, but the thought of paying a few dimes at a time to buy a milk popsicle for five cents makes his heart bleed!
The kind that makes my heart bleed!
My second brother’s life will be in jeopardy in a minute!
"Lily, how about changing to fruit popsicles?"
Fruit popsicles are a simple version of ice cream that costs three cents each.
It is more delicious than simple sweet popsicles. It uses red bean, red fruit, banana, apple, orange and other fruit pulp as raw materials, and its taste is similar to the fruit ice cream of later generations.
"Brother, you have a lot of money, and the fruit popsicles don't taste good."
The little foodie pouted.
She also likes to eat fruit popsicles, but milk popsicles are better, so of course she has to buy the delicious ones.
"Let me do it." Hu Bayi took the initiative to say, "I'll go to Wangfujing to see if there are any mandarin duck popsicles."
Yuanyang popsicles, a type of ice cream, cost 1.5 cents each.
“Then I’ll buy it next time.”
Fatty Wang is extremely greedy for money and also lustful!
But this guy is very kind to his brothers and little foodies, otherwise Chen Feng would not have let him live in his house and trained him like a younger brother.
"But I think fruit popsicles are better. For one milk popsicle, you can buy two fruit popsicles."
Fat people also feel sorry for money!
Hu Bayi nodded, then shook his head.
Say goodbye to Chen Feng and ride your bike to Wangfujing Department Store.
Wangfujing Department Store closes at 9: am from Monday to Friday and from : am to : pm on weekends.
The supply and marketing cooperative is now closed, but Wangfujing Department Store is still open.
Zhou Qing hesitated to speak.
She thought it was a waste to buy ice cream after having just eaten watermelon. Besides, it was time for dinner soon.
But in the end he didn't say anything and let Chen Feng teach him.
"Fatty brother, will you buy some milk popsicles for lunch tomorrow?" The little girl took advantage of the victory, expanded her gains, and finalized her promise.
Fatty Wang sighed and squatted down, and said to Chen Li depressedly: "Little sister, you have to remember that Brother Fatty will treat you to milk popsicles."
"Yeah, I'll definitely remember that."
Of course the little foodie agreed immediately and called him brother!
After a while, Hu Bayi came back on a bicycle.
Chen Li and Zhu Zhu, who had been waiting for a long time, ran over.
"Little sister, there's nothing I can do. They're sold out. I'll go buy some tomorrow morning and deliver them to your school!" Hu Bayi's face was slightly sweaty, and it seemed that he was pedaling his bike as hard as he could again.
"Ah, sold out again?" Zhu Zhu was disappointed.
Before 1957, popsicles and ice creams were in short supply in Beijing. After that, the production line was expanded and the daily output reached 77 sticks, equivalent to one-fifth of Beijing’s population.
But it’s still not enough!
Moreover, most of them are one-cent popsicles, and the production of fruit popsicles that cost half an ice cream stick is not high.
"If you don't have any, forget it. I'll make you some popsicles tonight and share them with you tomorrow."
Zhou Qing was very happy and planned to make popsicles with sugar water.
Chen Feng continued, "The popsicles you make yourself don't taste good. I'll grind some mung beans and make mung bean ice cream."
Mung bean ice cream is easy to make and there are many ways to make it. If you lack cream and condensed milk, you can use goat milk or egg white instead.
"Yeah, big pot, I want a big bowl!"
Chen Li became excited.
"I want one too!" Zhu Zhu said around Chen Feng.
Zhu Lin and He Yushui were also secretly happy and planned to come over tomorrow to enjoy the delicious food.
After a while, the old lady started to cook dinner, and Mr. Zhu came to take his granddaughter back.
Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang were sparring, while Chen Hao was boxing on the side.
"Little Lily, what did you learn today?" After teaching, Chen Jianjun sat down and asked his little daughter who was making a fuss and joining in the boxing.
Chen Li sat on her father's lap, thought for a while, and said, "In the morning we listened to the teacher telling stories about Chairman Mao, and then we danced."
"Dancing is so fun, just like fighting, hehe."
"And then what?" Chen Jianjun continued to ask as he watched Fatty Wang beating Hu Bayi.
"We'll study math in the afternoon, and then sing together."
"Dad, I sing really well."
"Hahaha." Chen Jianjun burst into laughter upon hearing his daughter's shameless words.
Of course he knew what the little girl was singing.
It has disturbed everyone's ears many times at night before.
"Dad, seriously, I sing really well!"
The little girl thought he didn't believe it, so she started singing on purpose.
"Grow up quickly, little pine tree, green leaves, new buds..."
Little Pine Tree is a children's song of this era. It has simple lyrics and a brisk rhythm, and is easy for children to remember.
After playing for half an hour, dinner was ready.
“Haha, barbecue!”
Chen Hao entered the kitchen and was surprised to see the grilled skewers on the table.
"This is made specially for you by your grandma, why don't you thank your grandma?"
Zhou Qing brought the rice to the table and said to Chen Hao.
"Thank you grandma!"
"Why thank me? You followed Xiaofeng up the mountain and it was hard work. Eat some meat to replenish your energy." The old lady was worried that the children would get injured while climbing the mountain, but she also knew that this was a necessary part of the training.
Learning the ability to survive in the wild is very important for individuals.
No matter whether you join the army or do any other job, in this era of material scarcity, going up the mountain to hunt and replenish meat is a very important ability.
Even if Chen Hao can't even get into junior high school in the future, if he knows how to hunt, there will be many agencies vying to recruit him!
After dinner, Chen Feng prepared mung beans, goat milk, eggs, etc. He first ground the mung beans into powder with a stone mill (in later generations, it was usually cooked and then crushed with a wall breakers), and then put it into the pot and cooked it into a blue-gray "mud".
Add egg white, goat milk and fructose, pour into a large bowl and let cool.
"Brother, is this okay?" Chen Hao asked, looking at the steaming mung bean paste.
"Of course not. Wait until it's cold and put it in the cellar refrigerator overnight. You can eat ice cream tomorrow."
In fact, this is not ice cream, it is half popsicle and half ice cream.
But for the children, just being able to eat is happiness.