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Fu Bao looked at the man clinging to the door frame and muttered to himself, "Impossible, how could it be possible?"

Fu Bao trotted over and greeted him: "Sir, please come in. We have recently purchased a lot of ice cubes in our shop. It's very cool. Please come in and sit down."

The man couldn't resist Fubao's enthusiasm and walked into the shop slowly. When he saw the basins of ice cubes in the shop, his eyes were full of disbelief.

He was a little surprised and asked: "Where did all these ice cubes come from?"

Fu Bao pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Of course I bought it, how else could it have come from?"

After hearing her words, the man's expression suddenly turned ugly: "Did the ice shop sell it to you?"

Fu Bao looked at him in confusion: "Of course only ice shops sell ice cubes. Your questions are very strange."

The man looked at her innocent face, and the words he wanted to say got stuck in his throat. Finally, he compromised and said, "Yes. Ice cubes are sold in ice shops. Give me a bowl of sugar water."

Fu Bao agreed obediently: "Okay, sir, do you want it chilled? Or at room temperature?"

The man's beard twitched: "Iced?"

Fubao: "Yes, the weather is too hot, and our sugar water is also iced."

Finally, with a grim face, he asked for a bowl of iced sugar water, drank it quickly, and left the shop.

Fubao smiled faintly as he watched his back as he left in a rage.

Hooked.

Fubao was wiping the table leisurely, humming a little tune in a good mood.

Chongming looked at her so happy and said worriedly, "The saltpeter is almost used up again. It's too expensive to make ice."

Fu Bao looked at his bitter and resentful face and said with a smile: "It's okay, at most in two days, we won't have to make ice every day."

Chongming: “What do we use if we don’t make ice?”

Fubao: "Of course someone brought it to my door."

Chongming was puzzled, but he knew that Fubao had her reasons for doing things.

After wiping the table, Fubao turned to Chongming and said, "Brother, the ice in our store is bought from the ice shop, not made by ourselves. Tell this to anyone who asks."

Chongming: "But it's obviously... yes, I bought it from the ice cream shop."

Fubao's sly smile made him unable to control himself and change his words.

Even before closing the next day, the man came to the store again.

Fubao was sitting on the doorstep, waiting for his family to pack up the shop and go home together. He saw the man from a distance and said with a smile, "Sir, you are here again. Our shop is closed today. Please come early tomorrow."

The man handed Fubao a candied haws, smiling broadly, and said in a friendly way: "I think you are a good match, so I'll give it to you."

Fubao took the candied haws with a look of surprise: "Thank you, uncle."

The man sat on the threshold with her and looked around. The Li family was all in the kitchen, so there were only the two of them here.

"Little girl, uncle asks you something."

Fubao blinked and looked at him, nodding obediently.

The man couldn't hide the anxious look on his face and asked quickly, "Do you know which ice shop sold you ice?"

Fu Bao shook his head and said, "The owner of the ice cream shop won't let me tell you."

His expression became even gloomier: "Then how did he get the ice to you?"

Fubao: "The owner of the ice cream shop told us not to tell him, or he would stop selling to us in the future."

The man hammered hard on the door sill, then he calmed down and asked, "Did he come to your house to sell you ice?"

Fu Bao nodded and said, "All the ice shops are out of ice, only this boss has some to sell. He said there is not much ice left, so he can only supply it to our shop, so we can't tell others, otherwise someone else will definitely come to grab the ice."

The man angrily said: "Nonsense, this is complete nonsense!"

Fu Bao shrank his neck and said, "Uncle, do you want to buy some ice too? Ice is a bit expensive now. If you need it urgently, I can get two small pieces from the shop and give them to you."

The man immediately quieted down and said seriously, "Ice is expensive? How expensive can it be?"

Generally, a ten-pound block of ice should cost about one or two taels of silver. Due to the excessive loss, only about half of the ice stored in winter can be retained.

Fubao bit the candied haws and said incoherently, "I'm not sure either. Dad said three taels. It should be a big piece of three taels."

The man clenched his fists and asked through his back teeth, "How much?"

Fubao: "Three taels. Dad gave him such a big bag of silver, all in cash."

The man suddenly stood up, said nothing, and strode away.

Fubao was still shouting from behind: "It's really expensive! If you need it urgently, I'll give you two small pieces."

Chongming opened the curtain and walked out from the kitchen: "How is it? Did he believe it?"

Fu Bao bit half a candied haws and said proudly, "Don't worry about my acting skills!"

Sure enough, the next morning, the man appeared at the door of the shop again.

Fubao was surprised to see him: "Uncle, you are here again!"

This time the man was obviously much kinder. He walked up the steps, half bent over and asked, "Where's your father? I want to talk to him about something."

Fubao ran in and called Li Shuangrong out, then went upstairs with the two of them.

Half an hour later, the man came down with Li Shuangrong, arm in arm, with a big smile on his face.

"Brother Li, then it's settled. I'll just put it at the door and you can drive over to get it yourself." The man said with great pride.

Li Shuangrong smiled and said, "Thank you, brother."

After seeing him off, Li Shuangrong said to Fubao with a smile on his face: "It's done!"

Fubao: "How much does he want?"

Li Shuangrong said: "Two taels."

Fu Bao knocked on the table in deep thought. It seemed that this man was still not honest enough. He had originally thought that this was the end of the matter. Since this was the case, he would make the fire burn even more fiercely.

When they went to get ice cubes, they drove two ox carts, with the Xue Qingquan sign on their backs, to Lai Fu Ice Shop.

These ice cream shops were all on the same street, very close to each other, making it hard for them not to notice them.

The owner of Lai Fu Ice Shop loaded the ice into their car with a smile on his face.

The owner of the ice cream shop next door immediately jumped out and shouted, "Does Boss Jing know that you did this?"

The owner of Lai Fu Ice Cream Shop angrily retorted: "Do you think I'm the first one? I don't know which bastard has already secretly sold ice cream to them, at three times the price! Three times! He just wants to make money behind our backs. So what if Boss Jing finds out? I'm not the first one to sell it."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and returned to the store, leaving the other ice cream shops suspicious of each other.

That afternoon, five or six ice shops came to discuss business, and Fubao intentionally or unintentionally revealed the price of ice of three taels and two taels to them, making them more certain that someone had betrayed them long ago.

Xue Qingquan’s business is big business. The amount of ice used in a month is three times that of other shops, and it can earn more than sixty taels of silver.

Everyone wanted to grab this piece of fat meat, and finally the price was lowered to 900 wen, which was 100 wen lower than the market price.

Fubao signed the contract contentedly, and he no longer had to worry about ice in the shop for the next two months.