Super Gene Hunting Ground

Throughout the afternoon and evening, Yang Xiao was fiddling with various raw materials to make ice cream and ice cream. Seeing Binger's excitement, he felt a sense of accomplishment.

Even after old man Zhan tasted the ice cream made by Yang Xiao, he was full of praise.

In Wuxing, no one has tried to make ice cream.

Yang Xiao mixed various fruit juices and pulp into ice cream to make ice cream with various fruit flavors, which made Bing'er very happy.

"Father, Bing'er, do you two think this ice cream can be sold?"

Yang Xiao asked.

"Of course, I have never eaten such delicious ice cream. I can eat several cups in a row."

Bing'er exclaimed excitedly, Yang Xiao's arrival, especially Yang Xiao's various warm actions, made the little girl feel the warm father's love. Although she called uncle, she hoped it was her father.

Old man Zhan also nodded and said:

"Dragon City has a relatively high temperature for half a year. This ice cream and ice cream tastes good. It's cold and thirst-quenching. Not only children like it, but adults also like it. Even if adults are reluctant to buy it, they can't bear the children Begging, I have to buy some more or less."

"Well, in this case, let's find a small shop on the commercial street in the slum, where the flow of people is concentrated, which is more suitable for selling ice cream. Moreover, if there is a fixed shop, we don't have to worry about wind and rain. It is best to find two It’s a small building with shops downstairs and people living upstairs, so you don’t have to run back and forth.”

Yang Xiao glanced at the small house of the old man Zhan and his grandson. It was very simple, just a simple shack to shelter from the wind and rain.

His plan is naturally to help Binger's grandson to establish a stable source of income and a stable residence, so that one day he won't have to worry about it after he leaves.

People are always so strange. If you see a stray dog ​​or cat on the road, if you don’t pay attention to it, you won’t care about its life or death.

Yes, once you pay attention to it, take pity on it, occasionally feed them something to eat, or even take it home for adoption, you will care about its life and death.

What's more, Yang Xiao is helping two people now, especially a 7-year-old girl like Bing'er, who is so innocent and romantic like a little angel, with a faint sadness that moved Yang Xiao's heart.

If a good man does his best, he doesn't lack the money, and he can hide in this slum for a few days by the way. Long Aotian probably wants to die, but he never thought that Yang Xiao would hide in the slum and open an ice cream shop.

Old man Zhan was naturally very pleasantly surprised when he heard Yang Xiao say this. At the same time, he felt that he had received such a great favor from Yang Xiao for no reason, and he had nothing to repay, so he felt a little ashamed and uneasy.

But Bing'er didn't think so much, she threw herself into Yang Xiao's arms excitedly, and let Yang Xiao hug her coquettishly, wrapping her arms around Yang Xiao's neck.

"Uncle is so kind, Bing'er no longer has to be afraid of starvation."

As Bing'er said, she kissed Yang Xiao's cheek with her pink mouth.

The small dilapidated house is full of warmth, and even the old man Zhan, who has always been frowning, smiled. He saw a glimmer of hope in life. For him, it was luck from heaven. Both he and Binger became lucky. .

After dinner and rest for a while, old man Zhan took Yang Xiao and Bing'er out to visit the night market in the slum.

"Most people here get up early in the morning to go to work in Dragon City, so it's not very lively during the day, and it's only when everyone comes back from get off work at night that the place really becomes lively.

There are still few people now, and after a few more hours, it will be the real bustling time. "

The three of them walked casually in the commercial street of the slum, Binger held Yang Xiao's hand all the way, chatting non-stop, Yang Xiao occasionally stopped to buy her snacks, but she shook her head sensibly,

"Uncle, I'm not hungry, I just had dinner, and we still need to open an ice cream shop with the money left."

Yang Xiao smiled and stroked Bing'er's head affectionately.

Children from poor families have long been in charge of their families and know that life is not easy. Yang Xiao himself has this experience.

Yang Xiao's family background was average when he was a child, so he couldn't just buy whatever he wanted,

Most of the time, when you see your favorite toys, you need to be patient, or when you do well in the exam, you will take the opportunity to ask your parents.

Passing by a children's clothing store, Yang Xiao dragged Bing'er into the clothing store and chose some beautiful clothes for Bing'er. This time, Bing'er's tone of refusal was not so firm. Stare at those beautiful clothes.

The 7-year-old girl is just at the time when she loves to be beautiful, but she is still wearing a boy's clothes, which are probably given to her by the neighbors around her, and the size seems a bit big.

It only costs a few dozen crystal coins to buy a set of clothes, and more than a hundred crystal coins for better ones. This amount of money is really like a drop in the bucket to Yang Xiao.

Although Yang Xiao said he would sell her five or six sets of clothes, she could choose whatever she wanted, but in the end Binger only chose two sets of clothes, and looked at Yang Xiao timidly,

"Uncle, I'll just buy two sets, so that there is a change every day. I will sell ice cream in the shop in the future. If I dress cleanly and beautifully, the business will be better."

Yang Xiao looked at Bing'er's bright eyes, with a childish and innocent expression, wanted to laugh, but couldn't, and felt a little sour in his heart.

Touch Binger's head,

"Okay, according to Binger, after grandpa makes money, I will buy more beautiful clothes for Binger."

Old man Zhan returned the money from selling Yang Xiao’s weapons, except for some raw materials, to Yang Xiao. Yang Xiao asked him to keep it, but old man Zhan stubbornly said that the money was for selling Yang Xiao’s weapons. Yang Xiao should take it.

Yang Xiao took out the crystal coins to buy the clothes, and Bing'er hugged the new clothes tightly with both hands, as if afraid that they would disappear.

Coming out of the clothing store, the three of them walked back and forth along the entire commercial street.

This commercial street was built spontaneously by the people in the slums. I don’t know when, as the number of people in the slums increased, everyone had some demand for commodity trading and services. From the initial street stalls, it gradually developed to Some people build houses and open specialized shops.

These shops are all privately built houses, and I don't know how many times they have been bought and bought.

Yang Xiao saw a shop facing the street on the commercial street, with two floors, but the door was closed, and a note for rent was pasted on the door.

"Hey, is this shop for rent?"

Old man Zhan said:

"This shop originally sold sesame seed cakes. Some time ago, Awang, who sold sesame seed cakes, went to Longcheng to do business. On the street, he met a group of guards from the prince's mansion. He dodged and ran into each other. After a few words of quarrel, he was arrested. The other person killed,

Alas, once Awang died, leaving behind a young wife, she couldn't run the biscuit shop, so she had to rent it out. "

"Oh, that's right, let's go ask and see what's going on."

Old man Zhan knocked on the door and shouted:

"Awang's wife, Awang's wife!"

A moment later, the window on the second floor opened with a "squeak", and there was a delicate and slightly lazy voice.

"Oh, who is it!"

Yang Xiao took two steps back, looked up, and saw a pretty young daughter-in-law staring at him.

Old man Zhan said quickly:

"Daughter-in-law Awang, I want to rent your shop, so come down and talk."

"You? Didn't make a mistake, you sold those bowls of sugar water and rented a shop? Are you afraid of selling Binger's post?"

"What are you talking about? How can I even lose my granddaughter if I sell sugar water?"

Old man Zhan expressed his dissatisfaction.

Yang Xiao held back his laughter, thinking that this daughter-in-law of Awang's words hit the nail on the head, she must be a young daughter-in-law with a poisonous tongue.

Binger naturally helped Grandpa, raised her head and shouted:

"Aunt Caixia, my grandfather's sugar water business is doing well, not worse than your biscuit business. Look, your biscuit shop is closed."

"Sister Caixia, how many times have I said it? Why can't you remember it, kid? Why do you mean that our biscuit shop is closed and you are still alive? What do little brats know?"

Only then did Yang Xiao know that Ngawang's wife's name is Caixia.

Caixia was lying by the window on the second floor, poking her head out, looking at Yang Xiao all the time, and inadvertently stretched out her hand to stroke her loose hair, revealing a somewhat snowy face.

"Daughter-in-law Awang, do you want to rent it or not? If not, I will leave."

"Rent, rent, rent, as long as you can afford it, I will naturally rent it."

"Then come down quickly."

"Ah, just come down, wait."

Caixia left the window and returned to the room on the second floor.

Old man Zhan said to Yang Xiao:

"This woman was spoiled by Awang. When Awang opened the biscuit shop, the business was good, and his wife just sat in the shop to collect money. All the work was done by Awang and two young men.

Don't look at this woman's whiteness and delicate appearance, but she is a slob..."

"Ah, you old man Zhan, why do you speak ill of me behind your back? Why am I lazy? Did I ask you to support me? Isn't it right for my man to support me? "

Caixia poked her head out from the window on the second floor with an angry expression on her face.

Old Zhan never thought that the little daughter-in-law was still on the second floor, and he looked embarrassed.

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