Who could hate her like the original owner? It is nothing more than the jealousy of the hawkers, the resentment of the Tian family, and the unwillingness of the Qiao family.

Whatever they want, the soldiers will block it, the water will cover it, she is not the original owner, and she will not be afraid of these small children.

The pergola worked very well and kept out the scorching sun.

Qiao Mai sat comfortably below, doing embroidery work seriously, and when the guests came to buy melons, she got up to sell melons, and did the work when there were no guests.

It's also very comfortable, since she has her melon, the town seems to be a little lively.

I wanted to be able to eat a bite of the watermelon she sold, which was not only sweet and juicy, but also very cold and relieving the heat.

Tianshui Town and the county seat, there are few restaurants that can eat ice in summer, if you sell ice, I don't know if it's okay?

Why don't you freeze a few pieces in the freezer tonight and sell them tomorrow?

In the afternoon, Qiao Mai collected the stall and returned home, calculated the account, and sold twelve watermelons today, two more than yesterday.

When I came to the melon field, I looked at the nearly one acre of watermelons that were already the size of a fist, thinking that in two days, diners would be able to realize the freedom of watermelons.

She smiled and came to the shelves and found a few boxy plastic boxes, which were filled with mineral water and frozen in the freezer.

Yesterday's income was eight taels, and today's income is more than nine taels, she separated the copper coins from the silver and threw them into the toolbox.

It is also a joy to earn money from her own labor, and she likes it very much.

When she came to the house, she saw that Ling'er was still sleeping, she lay beside her, and smiled contentedly.

Watermelon alone can earn more than 200 taels of silver a month, and 200 taels except for windy and rainy days.

Ming'er plus ice cubes, will there be more, after all, ice is more scarce than watermelon, isn't it?

The next day, she went to the carpenter's shop and bought a trolley and two wooden boxes.

Put the iced watermelon in one wooden box and put the ice cubes in another wooden box.

With a wheelbarrow, pushing two wooden boxes, I went to the official road.

Every day on time, the shopkeeper Lu asked the two girls to set up the tables and chairs, and the pergola was supported, and those who didn't know thought that this was really the stall of the shopkeeper Lu, and even the tax collectors would cross this stall, which saved Qiao Mai money and trouble.

She pushed the cart behind the chair and carried the two wooden boxes under the pergola.

The two wooden boxes were wrapped in quilts, just for fear of running away from the cold air.

The surrounding vendors are almost red to death these days, and they are all curious to see that she has another box today.

"I said, little lady, did you add new goods today?"

"Yes, my shopkeeper said that it was too hot, and there was a lot of ice in her ice kiln, so she sold some ice to relieve everyone's heat."

"Ice?"

"yes,"

"Who buys the ice you sell?"

"Why doesn't anyone buy it, boil mung bean soup, if you don't feel thirsty when it's cool, you can put a few pieces of crushed ice in it, herbal tea can also be ah, who doesn't like it?"

"Can you eat that ice?"

"Yes, my shopkeeper is frozen in winter with water from the well, and then hoarded up, not water from the river."

"I see, that relationship is good, what are you going to sell?"

"I don't know, and I don't know how much ice costs."

"Let me tell you, the ice in the city of Fucheng, a piece the size of a basin, costs a tael of silver."

"Is it cheaper or more expensive than watermelon?"

"Of course, watermelons are expensive, watermelons still have to be planted, and they are sold, and they only produce a stubble in three or four months, but what about ice, as long as there is a guy, it can be stored in winter, and water is not worth much."

Qiao Mai said in his heart, water is not valuable?

That's the South, right? Once the drought in the north starts, how can it be worthless, it really doesn't matter.

She took out a piece of ice from the wooden box and asked, "How much silver does a piece of this size cost?" ”

"It's good to sell for 100 wen."

"Okay, then I'll listen to someone's advice to eat a full meal, and sell it for a hundred wen."

"You don't need to ask the shopkeeper Lu?"

"The proprietor said let me call the shots."

"Your host is really good, you really met a nobleman."

"Of course, our owner is not only a nobleman, but also a good person and a good person."

She quickly put the ice back in the wooden box and took it out and put it on the table to melt quickly.

Qiao Mai thought about it, turned around and made a sign again, and put it on the table, so that whatever she sells in the future, she will write on it, at a glance, no need to drink it anymore, her throat has hurt for the past two days.

I don't know the font here, so if you can't find a wooden board, ask someone to write the words watermelon and ice on it, and then stick it on the board.

Cut the watermelon, fasten the gauze cover, she stopped shouting, the town is so big, everyone knows that she is selling melons, and she comes here if she wants to eat it.

Passing merchants, after seeing it, will get out of the car and eat a few pieces if they want to eat.

She sat down and did her embroidery with peace of mind.

Shopkeeper Lu had nothing to do today, moved a chair, came over and sat down next to her.

"How's business?"

"It's not open today."

"I see you got two boxes, one is a watermelon, and the other is?"

"Ice!"

"Yo, you even got ice?"

"Aren't we in town? I'll sell it out of stock. ”

"One or two pieces of silver in Fucheng, I'll take a look at you," said Lu Zhang, who lifted the quilt and glanced at it.

"Such a small piece?"

"It's not small, this piece can do a lot of things."

"And how much are you going to sell?"

"Others say they sell 100 wen, so I'll sell 100 wen."

"It's quite a lot."

Lu Sanniang had a lot of trust in her, and she didn't doubt how the ice came from at all, thinking that it was a large piece of ice that was cut into such small pieces.

As he was talking, someone came to buy melons, and when the shopkeeper Lu saw that someone was coming, he immediately stood up, lifted the gauze cover and took a piece for the diner, collected the copper coin, and put it in the money bag for her.

"I calculated an account for you when I was fine, and found that you really made a lot of money from this small stall."

"Yes, it's not good to earn a lot, and if you make more money every month, isn't it one step closer to the big house."

Shopkeeper Lu rolled his eyes, "If you are good, be patient to embroider a large piece, why is it not stronger?" ”

"Embroidery destroys the eyes, and doing a deal is considered a rest."

Lu Sanniang sat here for a while, and several diners bought several pieces of melon, and she was really greedy.

"Why don't I close the embroidery village and set up a beach with you?"

"You can pull it down, you better open your shop well, I'll make a little money, and you're red-eyed."

"Hey, hey."

Qiao Mai took out a piece of watermelon for her and stuffed it in her hand, "If you want to eat it, you can eat it, so are the cores, don't be embarrassed, you have to let me send it, I sell melons just to pass the time, and make a little money by the way, but I didn't put this watermelon in my eyes, so I don't have to save it." ”

"I know, this year's exposure to your light, I haven't eaten such a precious thing, you have that kind of craftsmanship, so naturally you don't care about it."

After a while, the sky became hot, and Shopkeeper Lu couldn't stand the heat on the side of the road, and the hawker's shouting, so he went back to the shop.

At this time, Qiao Mai shouted with a voice, "Watermelon, ice cubes, if you want to relieve the heat, come and buy it." ”

"Little lady, do you really have ice here?"

"Really, do you want to buy it?"

Qiao Mai put down the embroidery work, and looked up to see a middle-aged man, with a mustache, who looked very comfortable, dressed in refreshing silk clothes, of medium height, and was looking at her with a smile.

"Can you take a look at it below?"

"Yes"

Qiao Mai bent down to take out a piece from the box, and the middle-aged man looked at it and asked.

"Are you river ice or well ice?"

"Well water ice."

"How much is a piece?"

"One hundred texts."

"It's a little expensive, can it be cheaper?"

"How much do you want?"

"How many do you have?"

Qiao Mai opened the box and counted, "Count the twenty pieces in my hand." ”