Throughout the afternoon and evening, Yang Xiao was playing with various ingredients and making ice cream and ice cream. Seeing Bing'er's excitement, he felt very accomplished.
Even Old Man Zhan was full of praise after trying the ice cream made by Yang Xiao.
No one in Wu Xing has ever tried making ice cream.
Yang Xiao mixed various fruit juices and pulps into ice cream to make ice cream with various fruit flavors, which made Bing'er very happy.
"Father, Bing'er, do you two think this ice cream can be sold?"
Yang Xiao asked.
"Of course. I have never tasted such delicious ice cream. I can eat several cups in a row."
Bing'er exclaimed excitedly, Yang Xiao's arrival, especially Yang Xiao's various heartwarming actions, made the little girl feel the warm father's love. Although she called her uncle, she hoped it was her father.
Old man Zhan also nodded and said:
"The temperature in Longcheng is relatively high for half the year. This ice cream and ice cream taste good and are cold and thirst-quenching. Not only children like it, but I think adults will also like it. Even if adults are reluctant to buy it, they can't stand it. I beg you, I have to buy some."
"Well, in that case, let's find a small shop on the commercial street of the slum. The flow of people there is concentrated, which is more suitable for selling ice cream. Moreover, with a fixed shop, we don't have to worry about wind and rain. It's best to find a two-person shop. It’s a small building, with shops downstairs and people living upstairs, so you don’t have to run back and forth.”
Yang Xiao glanced at the small house owned by Mr. Zhan and his grandson. It was very simple, just a simple shack to shelter from the wind and rain.
His plan was naturally to help Bing'er's grandfather and grandson establish a stable source of income and a stable residence, so that one day he would not have to worry about it after he left.
People are always so strange. If you see a stray dog or cat on the road, if you don't pay attention to it, you won't care about its life or death.
Yes, once you pay attention to it, take pity on it, feed them some food occasionally, or even take it home and adopt it, you will care about its life and death.
What's more, Yang Xiao is helping two people now, especially a 7-year-old girl like Bing'er. She is so innocent and romantic like a little angel, with a touch of sadness, which makes Yang Xiao feel compassionate.
A good man is a good man who works hard to the end. He is not short of this money, and he can hide in this slum for a few days. Long Aotian probably never thought that Yang Xiao would hide in the slum and open an ice cream shop.
When Old Man Zhan heard what Yang Xiao said, he was naturally very surprised. At the same time, he felt that he had received such a great favor from Yang Xiao for no reason and that he had nothing to repay. He felt a little ashamed and uneasy.
Bing'er didn't think so much, she just threw herself into Yang Xiao's arms excitedly, acted coquettishly and let Yang Xiao hug her, and put her arms around Yang Xiao's neck.
"Uncle is so kind. Bing'er no longer has to be hungry or afraid."
Bing'er said, and kissed Yang Xiao's cheek with her pink mouth.
The small dilapidated house was filled with warmth. Even the old man Zhan, who always had a sad face, smiled. He saw a glimmer of hope in life. For him, this was luck from heaven. Both he and Bing'er became the lucky ones. .
After dinner and a short rest, Old Man Zhan took Yang Xiao and Binger out to visit the night market in the slums.
"Most of the people here get up early in the morning to go to Longcheng to work, so it is not very lively during the day. It is only when everyone comes back from get off work in the evening that the place really becomes lively.
There are still few people there now, and it will be really lively in a few hours. "
The three of them walked casually in the commercial street of the slum. Bing'er held Yang Xiao's hand all the way and chatted non-stop. Yang Xiao occasionally stopped to buy snacks for her, but she shook her head sensibly.
"Uncle, I'm not hungry. I just had my meal. With the money left, we will open an ice cream shop."
Yang Xiao smiled and touched Bing'er's head lovingly.
Children from poor families have been parents for a long time and know that life is not easy. Yang Xiao has this experience himself.
Yang Xiao's family background was average when he was a child, so he couldn't just buy whatever he wanted. Many times he had to be patient when he saw a toy he liked, or wait until he did well in the exam to make a request to his parents.
Passing by a children's clothing store, Yang Xiao took Bing'er into the clothing store and selected several beautiful sets of clothes for Bing'er. This time, Bing'er's refusal was not so firm. Even though she refused, her eyes were fixed. Stare at those beautiful clothes.
The 7-year-old girl loves to look beautiful, but she is still wearing a piece of clothing that is obviously a boy's. It was probably given to her by a neighbor, and the size is a bit too big.
Buying a set of clothes only costs a few dozen crystal coins, and the better ones only cost more than a hundred crystal coins. This amount of money is really a drop in the bucket for Yang Xiao.
Although Yang Xiao said that he would sell her five or six sets of clothes and let her choose as she pleased, Bing'er only picked two sets of clothes in the end, and then looked at Yang Xiao timidly.
"Uncle, I'll just buy two sets so that I can change them every day. From now on, I will sell ice cream in the shop. If I dress cleanly and beautifully, my business will be better."
Yang Xiao looked at Bing'er's bright eyes and childish and innocent expression. He wanted to laugh, but couldn't. He felt a little sour in his heart.
Touch Bing'er's head,
"Okay, just follow Bing'er's advice. When grandpa makes money later, he will buy more beautiful clothes for Bing'er."
The money that Old Man Zhan spent from selling Yang Xiao's weapons, except for the money to buy some raw materials, was all returned to Yang Xiao. Yang Xiao said that he should keep it, but Old Man Zhan stubbornly said that this money was the money from selling Yang Xiao's weapons. Yang Xiao should hold it.
Yang Xiao took out the crystal coins to buy the clothes, and Bing'er hugged the new clothes tightly with both hands in joy, fearing that they would disappear.
After coming out of the clothing store, the three of them walked back and forth along the entire commercial street.
This commercial street was built spontaneously by the people in the slums. I don’t know when, as more and more people lived in the slums, there was a demand for some goods and services. From the initial street stalls, it gradually developed into Some people built houses and opened specialized shops.
These shops are all privately built houses, and I don’t know how many times they have been bought and sold.
Yang Xiao saw a prosperous shop facing the street on the commercial street, with two floors, but the door was closed, and there was a rental note on the door.
"Hey, is this shop for rent?"
Old man Zhan said:
"This restaurant was originally a sesame cake seller. Not long ago, A Wang, who was selling sesame cakes, went to Longcheng to do business. He met a group of guards from the eldest prince's palace on the street. He didn't dodge in a hurry and bumped into each other. After a few words of argument, he was arrested. The other party's people were killed,
Alas, when Awang died, he was left with a young wife who was unable to run the sesame seed shop, so he had to rent it out. "
"Oh, that's good. Let's go ask and see what's going on."
Old man Zhan knocked on the door and shouted:
"Awang's wife, Awang's wife!"
After a while, the window on the second floor opened with a creak, and a cute and lazy voice came from the room.
"Oh, who is it?"
Yang Xiao took two steps back and looked up. A young daughter-in-law with a pretty face was staring at him.
Old man Zhan said quickly:
"Awang's wife, I want to rent your shop. Come down and talk."
"You? You're right, you're the only one selling a few bowls of sugar water, and you still have to rent a shop? Are you afraid that Bing'er will be sold out?"
"What are you talking about? How can I lose my granddaughter if I sell sugar water?"
Old man Zhan expressed his dissatisfaction.
Yang Xiao suppressed a laugh, thinking that this Awang's wife was very sharp in her words. She must be a poisonous little wife.
Bing'er naturally helped her grandfather, raising her head and shouting:
"Aunt Caixia, my grandfather's candy business is doing very well, not worse than your family's biscuit business. Look, your biscuit shops are all closed."
"My name is Sister Caixia. How many times have I said it, but why can't you kid remember it? Why do you mean our Shaobing shop is closed and you are still alive? What do you think, little brat?"
Only then did Yang Xiao find out that Awang's wife's name was Caixia.
Caixia was lying by the window on the second floor, leaning her head, looking at Yang Xiao, and inadvertently reached out to smooth her disheveled hair, revealing a somewhat snow-white face.
"Awang's wife, do you want to rent it or not? If not, I will leave."
"Rent, rent, rent, as long as you can afford the price, I will rent it."
"Then come down quickly."
"Ah, just come down and wait."
Caixia left the window and returned to the room on the second floor.
Old man Zhan said to Yang Xiao:
"This woman was spoiled by Awang. When Awang opened a sesame cake shop, and the business was good, his wife would sit in the shop to collect money. All the work was done by Awang and two boys.
Even though this woman is fair and pretty, she is a slacker..."
"Ah, you damn old man, why are you talking bad about me behind my back? Why am I lazy? Did I let you support me? Isn't that what my man should do to support me?"
Caixia poked her head out of the second-floor window with an angry look on her face.
Lao Zhan never thought that his daughter-in-law was still on the second floor and did not leave, looking embarrassed.
(Thanks to Yumo Luanshang for the reward of 1100, Xingyun Piaoxue, I am a little grapefruit, invincible but quick, low-key reading, ruling immortal, stupid, long store manager, wind and clouds traveling all over the world, unimaginable bitterness, thank you all support.)
