After Zhao Shanhe heard the voice, he immediately turned around and saw a man in work clothes with a serious expression.
His facial features were as sharp and sharp as a knife, and he was looking over with a puzzled expression.
He is Zhao Shanhe's best friend since childhood: Li Xiangyang.
When he saw Li Xiangyang again, Zhao Shanhe suddenly looked a little dazed.
If there was anyone who was best to him in his previous life, besides his wife, this person was undoubtedly Li Xiangyang.
Li Xiangyang really thinks about Zhao Shanhe.
He hated Zhao Shanhe for his dissolute behavior at that time, so he even had two fights with Zhao Shanhe for this reason.
But even so, when something happened to Li Qiuya later, he still came to help without hesitation. Li Xiangyang even gave Zhao Shanhe the money when he left Zhenghe County and went out to work.
And such a man who valued love and justice was later imprisoned because he was falsely accused. In the end, he died of illness in prison before he was even released.
Li Xiangyang's death became a knot in Zhao Shanhe's heart in his previous life.
But now seeing his familiar face, Zhao Shanhe felt quite emotional.
"Did I say you are stupid? Why are you looking at me like that? I tell you, don't play tricks on me. Qiu Ya told me not to let me lend you money. So if you are here to borrow money, don't
I told you, I won't lend it to you!" Li Xiangyang raised his eyebrows and said in a cold tone.
"No borrowing money."
After hearing this, Zhao Shanhe suddenly woke up from his daze, looked at Li Xiangyang and said with a smile: "Xiang Yang, I'm not asking you to borrow money."
"Then why are you looking for me?" Li Xiangyang asked suspiciously.
"Whatever you do, I will buy from you. Of course, it would be best if I could get an advance." Zhao Shanhe said with a smile.
"You buy... ice cubes?" Li Xiangyang looked stunned.
"Yes, it's ice cubes."
Zhao Shanhe didn't mean to talk anymore in the fog. He smiled and said: "Xiang Yang, I just came to you to buy ice cubes. Of course, you don't have to give me too much. Just give me one for such a big one.
"
As he said this, Zhao Shanhe made a gesture.
"Shanhe, tell me the truth, what do you want the ice for?" Li Xiangyang asked with a frown on his face.
"Xiang Yang, I want to make some shaved ice to sell on Malu Street. Before I came to your place, I just bought mung beans and red beans. If there is no problem with the ice cubes here, I will have to find a place to buy molds quickly." Zhao
Shanhe said with a smile.
"Shaved ice? What is that?" Li Xiangyang became more and more confused.
Never heard of this stuff before!
"This is a bit complicated to explain to you. Just treat it as a snack. Xiangyang, can you sell it to me? If you can, I will give you the money. If not, I have to think of other ways.
"
Zhao Shanhe said anxiously. After all, the mung beans and red beans at home have not been cooked yet. If he wants to set up a stall at night, he must race against time and cannot delay.
"Do you really want it?" Li Xiangyang was a little unsure about Zhao Shanhe.
After all, the current reputation of Zhao Shanhe is very bad. Even Li Qiuya is disappointed with him, let alone others. And you can’t blame others. Who told you, Zhao Shanhe, not to work hard and drink all day long? You are a person who cannot stand up to the wall.
of mud.
"Of course, otherwise why would I come here?" Zhao Shanhe said firmly.
"That's okay."
Li Xiangyang did not refuse in the end. Perhaps he still had hope for Zhao Shanhe in his heart, hoping that he could really change his ways and do something good.
"Let me tell the warehouse that when you want it, just come and get it at any time. If you say there is no box to keep, I can also lend you one, but you can't lose this box to me. You have to return it.
."
"No problem, how much do you think it will cost?"
"Don't mention money, it hurts your feelings."
Li Xiangyang looked over and said seriously: "Shanhe, if you are really determined to start a small business, this piece of ice will be my gift to you. But please listen to me clearly. If I find out, you will take it."
Walking on ice is a fool's errand, then we will have no future!"
"Good brother, thank you! I won't let you down, just look at it! Maybe you have to rely on me to revitalize your ice factory!" Zhao Shanhe said overjoyed.
"Is it up to you to survive?"
Li Xiangyang chirped, "Stop bragging, your bragging will go to heaven!"
"Ha ha!"
Zhao Shanhe laughed and turned to leave.
Looking at his back, Li Xiangyang said thoughtfully: "Shanhe, are you turning back like a prodigal?"
Zhao Shanhe walked out of the ice-making factory and started wandering around the county town without stopping. Not to mention, he was quite lucky. Although he did not buy the mold he wanted, he made a somewhat similar one in a blacksmith shop.
It has been transformed.
Of course, this also cost him fifty cents. He had no choice but to ask for it immediately. This was considered a urgent job.
When he took the mold home, he also bought a big watermelon on the way.
In this hot summer, maybe some people like watermelon shaved ice.
After returning home, before Li Qiuya came back, Zhao Shanhe started to get busy.
In his previous life, Zhao Shanhe once studied the method of making shaved ice and studied with a master for this purpose. Don’t think that you can just make shaved ice casually. In fact, every ingredient and every process is very particular.
, if you make one wrong step, the taste of shaved ice will be much worse.
Therefore, Zhao Shanhe is very serious about cooking mung beans and red beans.
The heat and time are strictly controlled.
Moreover, the mung beans he selected were all uniform in size, there would be no huge differences, and there would be no bad beans.
After everything was ready, Zhao Shanhe pushed the tricycle out from the corner, took out the pot with mung beans and red beans, added the watermelon and plastic cup, and then headed to the ice factory.
At this time, he removed all the materials and tools he had purchased, leaving only more than two yuan in his pocket.
If Li Qiuya found out that he spent three yuan a day, she would have to fight with him.
"Zhao Shanhe, what are you doing?"
"Go and set up a street stall on Malu Street!"
"Set up a street stall? What are you selling? Watermelons?"
"hey-hey!"
As soon as Zhao Shanhe rode out, he met his neighbors chatting outside. After seeing the pots and watermelons on the tricycle, they all asked curiously.
Zhao Shanhe didn't mean to explain it in detail. Unless he could make money, no one would take it seriously.
Half an hour later, Zhao Shanhe took away the ice cube in the box from the ice factory.
Following that, he arrived at the Malu Street Night Market without stopping.