"The test results will take 5 minutes. We'd like to see your ice-making environment."

A man wearing glasses said seriously.

He felt there was no need to be overly polite to a villager who made his own ice.

Testing equipment shouldn't even be used; it's impossible for a village to properly sterilize.

"You can come in, but the rest of you don't need to follow."

Lin Ziyan looked at Wei Sheng; these words were meant for him.

Leading people to her house is fine, but making baseless accusations is unacceptable.

"No problem." The man with glasses still had a serious expression.

Then, Lin Ziyan led them into the backyard.

The ice-making room is a separate space, and it is very clean with everything neatly arranged.

The others looked at it, nodded, and didn't make things difficult for him.

They knew before they arrived that the production site had a business license.

They had to make the trip because someone reported it to the county government.

"Comrade Lin, do you have testing equipment?" One of the staff members looked at the test strips on the table with shock in his eyes.

The trash cans contain used items; they're not just for show.

"have."

Lin Ziyan took a wooden object, put the test strips she had made inside, and demonstrated it to them.

The results will be available in just ten seconds.

She used the qualified edible ice in the production room for testing.

"You can use the instruments you brought to test it, the results will be the same," Lin Ziyan said casually, not paying any attention.

She didn't understand why they made such a simple testing method so complicated.

The man with glasses had a twitching brow.

He immediately let the people in the yard come in to test them.

Those watching the commotion at the entrance were curious but dared not go in.

"Could something really have gone wrong?"

"They must have done something illegal, otherwise why would they have paid back Wei Er's money so quickly?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

“We can’t help those from the same ancestral hall, so let’s not rush to kick them while they’re down.”

The villagers' chatter made Wei Sheng straighten his back again, as if he had done something meritorious.

However, the staff who had entered the courtyard soon came out, each with a complicated expression on their face.

While they were still gloating over being able to buy testing equipment at high prices.

Villagers in a small fishing village are making their own test strips to detect bacterial strains.

And it only takes a dozen seconds...

"Comrade Lin, could we take this test strip back and study it?" one of the staff members asked.

Lin Ziyan didn't hide anything and generously gave him a few.

She prepared the medicine; even with test strips, she couldn't figure it out.

However, she won't say for now.

"Comrade Lin, thank you for your cooperation. The bacterial strain test of the edible ice cubes has passed."

After finishing his sentence, the man with glasses left the courtyard.

The others followed suit and left.

Wei Sheng, who had only come to watch the spectacle, slipped away before the villagers could react.

Lin Ziyan watched his retreating figure, lost in thought.

Just now, a staff member secretly pulled her aside and said that someone wrote a letter of complaint to the county, which is why they came to conduct a random inspection.

"Ayan, can we buy ice from you?" an old man asked, peeking out of his window.

Lin Ziyan looked at the villagers outside; most of them were honest and law-abiding.

Lin Ziyan was already very grateful that they hadn't echoed Wei Sheng's sentiments and kicked him when he was down.

"The specifications are the same as those of an ice factory. Large blocks of ice are 80 cents each, and edible ice is 1.5 yuan each, but the edible ice is pre-cut." Lin Ziyan stated the prices first, assuring those who could accept them wouldn't mind.

Those who don't accept the price probably won't need ice anyway.

“If you want to buy, I’ll sell it to you at the wholesale price,” Lin Ziyan continued.

She wasn't afraid that the villagers would buy and resell the goods; their ability to sell was their own skill.

Lin Ziyan only earns money that she can earn herself.

"The ice factory charges 1 yuan per block of ice, so Ayan's is indeed cheaper."

The older man nodded in satisfaction and didn't ask any more questions.

After watching the spectacle, the others left.

"Fatty, go deliver the goods first. Don't keep Sister Fang at the food stall waiting."

Lin Ziyan urged.

The chubby girl got on her bicycle and headed towards town.

Lin Ziyan watched her disappearing figure, her eyes flickering slightly.

Now the villagers know she's doing business, so she doesn't need to hide it anymore, but they still have to be careful.

The backyard gate needs to be locked; it can't be left open like this.

Since the business involves food, it's best to be careful. It's time to buy mousetraps and put them in place.

…

The next day, Fatty came back from town with a big bag of mousetraps.

While the villagers were all working in the fields, Lin Ziyan and her companions placed mousetraps on top of the fence.

“Ayan, your dad should have stuck broken glass on top of the wall back then.”

After the chubby girl finished speaking, she wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Lin Ziyan made her a cup of lemon tea before saying, "That's because he didn't expect anyone to come and camp in the yard."

"The bicycle at home was locked at the time, and there was nothing that a thief could possibly want."

The chubby girl took a sip of lemon tea and nodded.

The two went to the backyard together, sat down next to a large vat, and chatted.

"I'm planning to start a shrimp farm again. Do you want to join me?" Lin Ziyan asked while taking notes.

The chubby girl thought for a while before saying, "Yes! I don't trust my dad, but I trust you."

"They just keep talking all day long, but they never offer any practical advice."

“Ayan, you do what you say, and you have a plan.”

The chubby girl went out to work after graduating from junior high school. She was always cheerful, but she knew exactly what was going on in her heart.

If someone nags her but can't offer her any feasible solutions, she won't listen.

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