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I thought it was a big deal, but it turned out to be four hundred catties. Could it be that the news outside was wrong?

As early as last night, when he had a gathering with a few friends, he heard people say that the fruit growers in Dashan Village got it from nowhere. They stuffed ice cubes into the stomach pouches of animals, and put them in a sealed box together with lychees. Guaranteed not to rot for a few days.

Thinking about it carefully, this method was really useful, so he waited in the shop early, thinking that someone really came.

Seeing the shopkeeper's dislike, Village Chief Zhao hurriedly said, "I'm just buying some for trial use now, and I have to come back in the future."

"That's it—" the storekeeper nodded, looked sideways at Village Chief Zhao for a while, and then slowly said: "Well, two pieces of ice are worth [-] renminbi, just wait here, and I'll ask someone to fetch the ice from the backyard." go."

"Four hundred coins!" Village head Zhao lost his voice in astonishment, and stared at the shopkeeper with wide eyes, "Isn't it forty coins for one piece of ice, two pieces should be eighty coins."

How can it be so expensive!

Even if the lychees were sold for twenty cents a catty at this price, they would not be able to recoup their capital.

Lu Xiyue couldn't help frowning when she heard the price.

The shopkeeper shook his head and said regretfully, "You don't know that it's hard to keep ice cubes this summer, so the price will naturally go up."

"But this is too high." The village chief gritted his teeth and stared at the store. "Two days ago it was still forty yuan, but now it has increased by five times. You are clearly raising your price!"

"It's too expensive, then don't buy it, take it easy and don't give it away."

The shopkeeper's patience was exhausted, and he lost his good face. He didn't believe that these fruit growers could give up the good way to preserve fresh fruit.

The village chief's eyes were wide open, and he was so depressed that he couldn't speak.

If you don't buy ice cubes, lychees can't keep fresh. If the price drops again and again, the folks in their village will starve to death, but the sky-high price of ice cubes is really...

"Forget the village chief, let's go back, I have a way to get ice." Lu Xiyue said suddenly.

The shopkeeper had seen that they wanted to use ice, and took them for a fool. Unfortunately, she didn't like to do business that lost money.

The village chief looked at her in surprise, and before he could speak, he heard the shopkeeper mockingly say, "It's ridiculous that you can still get ice."

This little lady looked at her with clear eyes, she was not like an ordinary person, but she was full of nonsense, she knew everyone in the ice business in Qiongxian County, and with just one word from him, even if they broke their heads, they would not be able to get ice .

Lu Xiyue glanced at the store indifferently, and said something to appease the village chief: "Don't worry, since I said it, I will definitely do it, otherwise, I don't need to live in Dashan Village."

The village head also thought she was cheating people, or trying to annoy the store owner, but after hearing what she said, he thought it made sense.

Those who grew up under the emperor's feet must be well-informed.

"Then let's go back, don't waste time here." He said harshly.

Seeing that the old man believed the young lady's words, the shopkeeper's face was heavy, and his tone was serious: "Okay, I'll see if you can get ice. If you can't get it, then you can buy it at a higher price than the current price."

Lu Xiyue and Village Chief Zhao left without looking back.

Looking at the backs of the two without hesitation, the store owner's eyebrows jumped, and he called the waiter, "How many other stores have Bingkuai in stock?"

The clerk flipped through the brochure and said, "Several companies add up to 500 yuan."

"Hmph, go get 1000 taels of silver bills, and then call the people in the warehouse, bring the cart, and collect all the ice for me."

"But, we can't put so much ice in our warehouse."

"If you can't put it down, just put it there for the time being. In short, I will make it so that they can't even buy ice cubes."

"...Yes." The man replied hesitantly.

After giving the order, the anger in the shopkeeper's heart subsided a little. Now is the harvest season. Without ice, those fruits can only be rotten and thrown away like in previous years.

In a few days, he didn't believe that they wouldn't come back crying and begging him!

The two came out of the ice shop until they disappeared into the crowd, and after making sure that the shopkeeper couldn't see them, Village Chief Zhao hurriedly asked, "Miss Lu, do you really have a plan?"

He was afraid that in front of the store just now, Mrs. Lu boasted to save face.

"Naturally." Lu Xiyue understood the village head's concerns, "Tonight, if you come home tonight, I will definitely make ice for you."

She looked calm, and she didn't seem to be fake at all.

The village chief has nothing to do now, seeing how confident she is, he already has half-belief in his heart.

On the way back, taking advantage of Village Chief Zhao's convenience, she went to the pharmacy to buy ten catties of saltpeter.

To keep the fruit fresh, the ice produced does not need to be imported. It is most convenient and cheap to make ice with saltpeter.

Then she hired a bullock cart for two renminbi, piled the things she bought on it, and drove back to the village at the end of the cart.

Mother Lu, who had been sitting at the door waiting for a long time, finally saw the figure, she was relieved, and quickly went up to meet her, "It can be regarded as coming back, why did you buy so many things?"

"They are all pots and pans, indispensable things." She explained, and then went to unload the goods on the truck.

Xiao Yunheng had just returned from collecting firewood on the mountain, saw the cart full of daily necessities, left the firewood behind, and took the initiative to pick up the half-width iron pot in Lu Xiyue's hand.

Lu Xiyue was afraid that his wound would be involved, so she chased after him, and said worriedly: "You have wounds on your body, let me rest."

"No need." Xiao Yunheng walked into the room expressionlessly.

He is not so weak that he can't even move an iron pot, and let two women do these rough jobs.

Lu Xiyue couldn't stop him, so she had to let him go.

Fortunately, the ganoderma lucidum given to him earlier worked well, and his injury has recovered a lot. At least, he can still work with ease of movement.

That's good news.

After seeing off the driver, several people began to make the bed and fold the quilt.

Near noon, Lu Xiyue put the pot on the stove that hadn't been used for a long time, washed the newly bought pots and pans, and turned on the pot again, so she was satisfied.

It may be too late to cook, so there is still some dry food left, and the three of them will share it to fill their stomachs.

There is no news about the orchard that Village Chief Zhao promised to share, and he probably wants to wait for her to get ice before making plans.

After all, it was Old Jiang, who was very far-sighted.

After resting for a while, Lu Xiyue carried a wooden bucket to fetch water from the river not far away.

She promised to make ice, but she didn't say how much she would get. Now that they were poor, the method of making ice might bring them a lot of good conditions.

"You want to make ice?"

This time, not only Xiao Yunheng, but also Mother Lu were stunned.

Why didn't she know that her daughter had also learned this skill!

Lu Xiyue nodded, and continued with the action in her hand: "Shops that sell ice just sit on the floor and start asking for five times the original price. If the business fails, I promise to do the village chief a favor."

She adjusted the ratio, mixed all the saltpeter into the big basin filled with water, and then put the slightly smaller basin into the big basin.

Then, just wait quietly.

Lu's mother, who was looking at it with both hands, was dumbfounded, staring at the big pot covering the small pot, she couldn't help asking: "Is this done?"