"Salt in the ice?" He Shaochuan asked in confusion.

Ning He nodded: "Yes, put salt under the ice cubes, so that the ice cubes will not melt easily. In addition, I bought a thermos bucket specially. Before you came back, I wrapped the thermos bucket with an unwanted quilt. In this way, the ice cubes did not melt easily for more than an hour."

He Shaochuan was enlightened. It was the first time he heard that ice could be preserved in this way.

Ning He scooped a few ice cubes with a spoon, put them into the enamel cup, and then scooped the cooled sour plum soup on it.

She placed He Shaochuan's portion in front of him, and then scooped some for Qianlin and herself.

After scooping three cups of iced sour plum soup, Ning He raised his glass with a smile.

"Let's drink together to celebrate the grand opening today!"

Qianlin came forward with his enamel cup in both hands: "Cheers, cheers!"

He Shaochuan stretched out his hand, and the three enamel cups clinked together, making a crisp sound.

Ning He said to them expectantly, "Come and try it!"

Qianlin nodded and brought the enamel cup to his lips. He took a sip and the sour taste of plum mixed with tangerine peel and hawthorn came over him. Then he tasted the sweetness of rock sugar. The sour plum soup with ice cubes was icy and very appetizing.

After taking a sip, Qianlin licked his lips with satisfaction and couldn't help but give Ninghe a thumbs up.

"It's delicious. The sour plum soup my mom makes is the best!"

Ning He was very happy to receive Qian Lin's high praise, and she looked at He Shaochuan on the other side.

Use your eyes to urge him to try it too.

At Ning He's urging, He Shaochuan tilted his head back and took a sip.

As expected, it was really delicious just as Qianlin said.

Especially in the hot summer, a bowl of sour plum soup can relieve greasiness and heat.

"It tastes good!" He Shaochuan also praised the sour plum soup made by Ning He.

"So, sour plum soup is also what you want to sell tomorrow?" He Shaochuan thought of Ning He saying that he would compensate them for the drinks.

Could it be sour plum soup?

Without waiting for Ning He to respond, Qian Lin answered for Ning He.

"Dad, you're so smart! Mom really plans to sell sour plum soup!"

Ning He then told He Shaochuan all his plans.

"In such hot weather, a bottle of cold sour plum soup can help you cool down. Tell me, I'm selling sour plum soup for five cents a bag. Is this price reasonable?"

You have to know that a cream popsicle only costs five cents, and a bag of sour plum juice also only costs five cents. This price can be said to be very cost-effective.

Besides, Ning He had no intention of making money from sour plum soup.

The reason for making sour plum soup is also to bundle interests.

Just imagine, if you eat noodles or rice balls alone, you will always feel choked. If you pair them with sour and sweet iced plum soup, you will feel refreshed all of a sudden, and the summer heat will dissipate.

I guess by then, people will buy a bag of sour plum soup when they buy staple food.

Or you can buy sour plum soup and a staple food to eat together.

He Shaochuan nodded and thought that the price of five cents was okay.

"Wait for me!" Ning He ran out of the yard excitedly.

After taking something, he ran in excitedly again.

She spread out the things in her hand for He Shaochuan to see: "This is the soy milk bag I bought. I will use it to pack sour plum soup tomorrow."

At that time, she would pack the sour plum soup into bags at home, spread a layer of salt in the thermos bucket, then fill it with ice cubes, and finally put the bags of sour plum soup in the thermos bucket to chill.

This will make it much easier to sell it later.

"It's really nice to use this to decorate, but can you handle selling so many things?" He Shaochuan was worried that Ning He would be very tired.

After all, the experience at the supply and marketing cooperative left a deep impression on He Shaochuan.

Ning He smiled disapprovingly: "With Lin Bao's help, I'm not tired, you know? Lin Bao is in charge of collecting and finding money today, he's really smart!"

Before Ning He set up the stall, he told He Shaochuan that letting Qian Lin go with him would not only train his courage but also improve his arithmetic ability.

He Shaochuan nodded and felt relieved.

Ning Heyou ran to the kitchen, packed the freshly made rice balls into plastic bags, and handed them to them in the main room.

"This is our dinner tonight, rice balls!"

He Shaochuan looked at the ball of rice in front of him. Just when he was confused, Ning He separated the rice with chopsticks.

Reveal the filling inside.

There are mushrooms, bean sprouts, black fungus, kelp strips, corn kernels, minced pork, and fried dough sticks cut into small pieces, plus sauce and chili oil.

The whole rice ball is fragrant.

He Shaochuan raised his eyes and looked at Ning He, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Isn't this also what you are going to sell tomorrow?"

Ning He snapped his fingers: "Congratulations, Comrade He, you got it right!"

He Shaochuan smiled helplessly: "Ning He, do you think I earn too little?"

Otherwise, why would we work so hard to make money?

He suddenly missed the lazy and gluttonous Ning He.

Although I also dislike that he earns so little, at least I don’t have to work so hard.

In this era of extremely low prices, He Shaochuan's monthly income of 120 yuan is more than enough for him to spend.

Ning He also wanted to live a miserable life at the beginning.

But Qianlin is very accomplished in art, and she wants to make money to cultivate Qianlin.

In her previous life, she had learned a lot, but unfortunately she was not able to put it to good use, which made Ning He feel regretful.

Now God has given her a chance.

Having come to this age of gold, she must seize the opportunity and put her knowledge into practice.

Ning He has a goal in her mind, which is to make money and open a factory. She wants to have her own clothing factory.

Only in this way can she demonstrate her own value.

Of course, she wouldn't tell He Shaochuan this.

Now let’s just quietly make a fortune from food!

Ning He shook her head and explained, "You are the leader, and I don't want to be a lazy bad woman in the eyes of my sisters-in-law. Only if I keep working hard can I shut them up."

After hearing what Ning He said, He Shaochuan looked at her with deep eyes.

Ning He smiled back at him: "They used to say that I, Ning He, was not worthy of Captain He. From now on, I want to hear from them that Ning He and He Shaochuan are a perfect match!"

This is not a confession, but it is better than a confession.

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, and there was an imperceptible tenderness in those deep eyes.

"They have their own mouths. We can't change their minds. As long as I feel good about it, that's all."

Ning He understood the meaning of He Shaochuan's words, and a hint of cunning flashed in her fox eyes.

"So Comrade He Shaochuan thinks I'm very nice?" She smiled, with dimples visible on both sides of her cheeks.

"Yeah!" He Shaochuan responded indifferently.

He looked at Ning He steadily, with a serious look in his eyes.

Ning He couldn't stand it anymore, and looked away with a smile: "Okay, okay, I get it, eat now!"

After dinner and taking a shower, Ning He was tired after a long day and quickly got into bed.

She has to get up early tomorrow to prepare the goods, so she must go to bed early tonight.

But when the man was lying beside her, Ning He couldn't help herself and reached out from behind him and put her arms around the man's waist.

The man's back was stiff. In the dark room, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you still awake?"

Ning He rested her head against the man's warm back. She shook her head and whispered her gratitude to him.

"Thank you for today!"

He Shaochuan was a little confused: "Thank me?"

"Um!"

She raised the corners of her lips slightly: "The soldier who came to my stall to buy ten servings of cold noodles today was called by you, right?"