In fact, you don't have to look at it at all. Most of the people who buy ice bowls around Meijing are big men who go shopping. They speak in a loud voice. Zhiying has already heard five or six points. But now her master orders her, she immediately takes a glance and comes back in a hurry.

"Master, there is a village girl selling ice, and she can still eat ice. People who have capital to sell ice these days are mostly big families. Do you think it will affect the status of Luo family Zhiying said anxiously.

"What? Ice? How is it possible that every household doesn't have enough ice to sell? forget it! You help me out of the car. I'll see it myself! " The girl did not give up her hand. Zhiying immediately opened the oil paper umbrella and helped her master to go to a group of men in the shade of the tree. She protected her daughter from these dirty men.

Just standing firm, the girl did not speak, she saw the busy Mei Jing in the crowd, and suddenly screamed, "how can it be you again?"

It's this bitch again. How come she's everywhere?

Meijing also heard this voice, some out of control voice, looked up, suddenly stunned.

"Miss Luo? Would you like to buy an ice bowl, too

Yes, the speaker is Luo Xinger.

Mei Jing didn't expect to meet this woman when she sold ice in this place.

Ice? How could it be? Even if she died, she would never take care of Meijing's business.

Luo Xinger a pair of good-looking eyes staring at Meijing, eyes full of resentment.

"How could you have so much ice to sell? And it's still edible? Ah, now some people, in order to make money, are really stubborn. If they sell like this, they may kill people! " Since Luo Xinger has already torn his face with Meijing in Fengshan, there is no need to pretend to be friendly and do not give up to slander Meijing. 90 look at Novels www.90kankan.com

"Ha ha, if Miss Luo is afraid of death and doesn't want to eat, she can also buy it home and put it in the house to make an ice basin, so that it can be cooler when she writes, draws and calculates accounts."

Meijing is like a Maitreya Buddha. How Luo Xinger slanders her, she does business with a smile. Even song Liangchen thinks of slapping Luo Xinger on the face, and is forced down by Meijing to stop him.

Luo Xinger, not for fear!

Luo Xinger looked at the ice greedily. To be honest, she was afraid of the heat. The ice cellar at home had been squandered by herself. If she could get the ice in Meijing's hand, she would be more comfortable at night.

Thinking of this, Luo Xinger asked, "Miss Mei, where do you come from? In winter, I put them in wooden barrels to freeze and then take them out now? "

"It's none of your business, is it? If Miss Luo needs it, I can supply a lot of ice here. As long as you have money, it's not difficult. " Mei Jing laughs. Her eyes are clear and bright, so Luo Xinger can't see anything different.

"Mass supply?"

"Naturally, I can make ice in Fengshan." Mei Jing is not afraid to reveal the secret.

On hearing this, Luo Xinger and even the men around him couldn't help it.

Making ice in summer? Isn't it equivalent to mastering a cash cow?

Luo xing'er was stunned, and immediately her eyes were filled with fanaticism. She said, "isn't miss Mei announcing the practice of sausage? This ice making method will certainly be published, right? It's better to go ahead of time to benefit the people and spend the summer. "

Before Meijing said anything, Lin Daman next to her couldn't listen to it. She frowned and snapped, "why don't you want to be shameless? If your family is engaged in food business, would you like to publish the menu? "

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