Ye Beiping nudged Hou Baolin: "If you have food to eat, don't be picky."
Suddenly, my eyes caught sight of a sign advertising ice cream bars in the popsicle shop. Curious, I asked, "Ma'am, do you sell ice cream bars here?"
"Yes, I have."
The proprietress pointed to the sign on the wooden board: "Small ice cream bricks are two cents, medium ones are five cents, and large ones are one dollar. What do you want to buy ice cream bricks?"
"Is this ice cream block one of those big chunks?"
"Yes." The proprietress closed the freezer and nodded casually.
Ye Beiping's mind immediately started working, and he pointed to the words "small ice cream brick" and said, "Boss lady, can I have one?"
"You want to buy it?" The shopkeeper was taken aback.
Generally speaking, not many people would buy this unless they have a special purpose. Otherwise, who would buy a piece of ice to take home for no reason?
We can't just buy ice to cool off like those high-ranking officials and nobles in ancient times, can we?
Ye Beiping nodded firmly: "Yes, give me one."
He then took out two cents and slapped them on the freezer.
"Okay, okay, okay." The proprietress immediately changed her expression upon seeing the money, becoming extremely enthusiastic.
While the proprietress went to get the ice cream bars, Hou Baolin and Wu Di walked over curiously and asked, "Beiping, why are you buying this?"
"Of course it's about making money," Ye Beiping said with a mysterious smile.
make money?
Hou Baolin and Wu Di exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with confusion.
"How are you going to make money from this? It's just a block of ice, isn't it? Do you think kids would want to buy it and play with it?"
At this moment, Wu Di joked, "If my dad knew I spent two cents to buy a piece of ice, he'd break my legs."
"Hahaha."
The three of them burst out laughing instantly.
Ye Beiping then explained, "Do you know what 'Sui Bingbing' is?"
"Small ice?" Hou Baolin and Wu Di both shook their heads.
I've never even heard of it.
Ye Beiping took a bite of ice cream and continued to explain, "Crushed ice is made by breaking up ice and then drizzling it with whatever fruit cream or other toppings you want. It's mixed with crushed ice and then sold. You can definitely sell it for a higher price, but the cost isn't that high."
This was inspired by the broken ice of the Ganges River.
Although you can't taste all five flavors, mixing milk with fruit juice and then stirring it into crushed ice seems expensive, but it actually costs less than making a single ice cream.
Because one cup of fruit juice and milk can make at least ten to fifteen cups of crushed ice.
Ye Beiping didn't bother explaining much to the two men; seeing the finished product was far better than saying more.
"One of you go buy fruit, and the other goes buy milk, preferably pure milk, or pure cheese will also be fine. Call a car over while you're at it." Ye Beiping took out ten yuan and said, "Five yuan each, hurry back."
"Alright."
The two could only buy things according to Ye Beiping's instructions, mainly because they wanted to see what exactly this "shaved ice" that Ye Beiping was talking about.
A dozen minutes later, the proprietress brought over the small ice bricks.
Hou Baolin and Wu Di also bought watermelons and pure milk respectively, and also called a cargo tricycle.
The three of them couldn't wait and headed towards Pingba Village.
"Luckily it's not too far, otherwise this ice cream would probably melt before it got home." Ye Beiping breathed a sigh of relief.
Normally, these ice blocks need to be wrapped in cotton blankets or something similar to prevent them from melting too quickly when they are transported out.
They hadn't prepared anything, so they could only load it directly onto the tricycle.
It would take more than half an hour to walk there, so to save time, the three of them and the driver took turns pedaling the tricycle, hoping to get home as soon as possible.
The tricycle driver saw that it was transporting ice blocks. Although he didn't know what they were for, he was happy that someone was pedaling his tricycle.
After fifteen minutes, I finally pedaled the tricycle to a spot a few meters from the village entrance.
Because the road ahead was quite rugged, Ye Beiping got out of the car and said, "There's still a little way to go, let's move in."
"Move?" Hou Baolin and Wu Di stared wide-eyed, unable to believe that Ye Beiping had come up with this idea.
"Yes, it's moving."
Seeing Ye Beiping's determination, the two could only sigh and start moving the load themselves.
But they were fine when they were first lifted up, but within two minutes all three of them were grimacing.
hiss!
"Ice, so cold."
"Why don't we find a place to put it down first?"
Ye Beiping rolled his eyes at his two good brothers' complaints, then crawled under the ice, picked it up, and ran away.
"Wanting to make money but afraid of hardship, that's really true."
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