novelaction Chapter 274: Those Years in the Great Northern Wilderness (11)
Chapter 274: Those Years in the Great Northern Wilderness (11)
There were also canned fruits, washing powder, soap, defective cloth, umbrellas, rubber shoes, mushrooms, black fungus, and many other dry goods, as well as a lot of miscellaneous items.
It is normal to barter or make some transactions privately in order to get the goods earlier.
This also indirectly shows that the ice cream is selling well.
After chatting about family matters for a while, Director Xiong tactfully mentioned ice cream.
So, the machine repair shop received its first order, for an ice cream machine. The principle behind this is not difficult, as hand-cranked ice cream machines have existed since the Republic of China. Now they have simply been replaced with electric stirring machines.
With Lingxi's finished products, it is not a problem to imitate them and make a larger mixing barrel. The combination of an electric motor, a drive skateboard and agitator can do the job, greatly improving the production efficiency of the popsicle factory.
The benefits for group members include ice cream tickets, which can be enjoyed for free with the tickets. As for whether you eat it yourself or sell it to others, no one cares since it is an anonymous ticket anyway.
The two children have no shortage of it, but they don’t like the ones bought outside. They prefer the ones made by Lingxi, which taste even better when eaten with crispy egg rolls.
Or add fruits and nuts to make it even more delicious. This is how Yi An discovered a new way to make money, ice cream cones.
Yun Tinglan came to deliver fish to the two children. The fishing team had just caught them today. Thinking of the children, she rode her bicycle to deliver them. As soon as she arrived at the door, she met Director Xiong who was walking towards her. They were both stunned.
Coincidentally not.
After entering the house and sitting down, Director Xiong took the scented tea and just after taking a sip, he exclaimed "Huh!" and stared at the tea bowl with shining eyes, "It's worth the trip. I must visit you more often in the future."
There are new surprises every time. "My daughter said that a classmate at school was eating a kind of crispy egg roll, which was a perfect match with ice cream. I said what a coincidence, it turns out they are all family."
He looked at Ling Xi, "Aunt Yun, you're hiding your abilities. The egg rolls and the recipe for this scented tea..." Are you selling them?
Knowing that they were classmates of the two girls, Ling Xi brought out a plate of egg cake. The soft texture immediately captured the hearts of the little girls, including Director Xiong.
Yun Tinglan couldn't help but ask, "Isn't it a beverage factory?"
The little girl replied crisply, "My mother is a master chef in a state-owned pastry shop."
No wonder, you can make this recipe by thinking about it yourself. The key to whether it is soft or not lies in the egg beater.
When Song Jinhan received another order for egg beaters and egg roll machines, he was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He couldn't help but touch Yi An's head. This little guy had learned all the business tricks without any instruction.
Although he scolded Yi An and asked him to focus on his studies, he still felt a little sorry for him. However, considering the time, the child just caught up with the spring breeze of reform and opening up. Being a second-generation rich is far less successful than being a pioneer of the first-generation rich.
Xu Jianmin also praised him as a lucky star.
But Yian was very depressed. This was another way to make money that he lost. He lay in bed worrying at night.
Yun Tinglan complained to Song Jinhan, "This kid has never lacked food and clothing since he was a child, why is he so obsessed with making money?"
Song Jinhan just held the person in his arms and said, "It's just one child, one temperament, just go with the flow."
When the first snow fell, Yun Tinglan was worried about the children, fearing that they would freeze, so she planned to send them some charcoal and firewood. When the car was about to leave, a patient with cerebral hemorrhage came to the hospital, and other doctors were helpless. Luo Jingjing hurriedly ran to Yun Tinglan for help.
Yun Tinglan could only ask Geng Shan to look after the two children for her.
Geng Shan brought back a basket of popcorn with flavors of caramel, cream, and slightly spicy. Yun Tinglan's mouth twitched slightly. It was obvious that it was Yi'an who made it.
A few days later, she received a message from the teacher asking parents to come, and it was from Chen Dandan.
Yun Tinglan's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Yi'an's business was discovered and his capitalist tail was cut off?
When I got to the school, I found out that it was Yining who had an accident.
The daughter felt wronged when she saw her, "Mom, I told you that the love letter wasn't mine, but the teacher refused to believe it. It was clearly a love letter from Wu Qingqing to Brother Shanzi, but now she's biting me back."
Love letter? Wu Qingqing! She's haunting us, deliberately not letting us be assigned to the same class, and still looking for trouble.
The head teacher was a female teacher wearing thick glasses. She was very polite when she saw Yun Tinglan. "You must be Zheng Yining's mother. Wait a moment. Wu Qingqing's mother will also be here. Let's clarify it face to face. The issue between men and women is a matter of conduct and must be strictly investigated."
Wu Qingqing's eyes were red and swollen. When she met Yun Tinglan's gaze, she felt intimidated and stood timidly against the wall, lowering her head and saying nothing.
Yun Tinglan asked the teacher about the situation. The teacher pushed his glasses and said, "At noon today, someone found a love letter in Zheng Yining's desk pocket. It was unsigned, but the recipient was Geng Shan. Zheng Yining said it was not written by her, but the love letter did fall out of her book..."
At this point, the teacher glanced at Wu Qingqing and said, "Zheng Yining said it was Wu Qingqing who wrote it, but Wu Qingqing said it wasn't her. Currently, both parties have their own opinions."
Yun Tinglan asked directly, "Have you checked the handwriting?"
The female teacher's eyes flickered. She glanced at Wu Qingqing again and replied, "Wu Qingqing's parents should be here soon."
Yun Tinglan suddenly understood this answer, which was not really an answer. She knew from the handwriting that it was written by Wu Qingqing, but she was afraid of Wu Qingqing's family background and did not want to point it out.
Yes, I heard from Yining that when the school term started, Zhou Jufang used the group's car to take Wu Qingqing to school. They, mother and daughter, have always been outspoken, so it was not surprising for others to know that Wu Qingqing's father was the group leader.
Yun Tinglan sneered. Did he think that her son Yi Ning was a soft persimmon that was easy to take advantage of? Or did he want to shirk responsibility and let the parents solve the problem themselves?
Afterwards, the female teacher tried to make small talk, seemingly chatting casually about family matters, but every sentence was actually asking about the couple's work positions, and her meaning was obvious.
"Go get Wu Qingqing's homework book. When her mother comes, we'll confront her on the spot." Yun Tinglan patted her daughter's shoulder. Yining responded and walked to the door, snorted at Wu Qingqing, then ran away briskly.
Wu Qingqing was about to cry and bowed deeply, "I'm sorry, Aunt Yun, I didn't mean it. Can you please not tell my dad about this..."
The female teacher pushed down her eyes again, her pupils flickering.
Yun Tinglan didn't want to bully the child, but she had to make things clear. Her family's Yining didn't want to bear this reputation. Listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer, she asked, "Is this the love letter you wrote?"
Wu Qingqing lowered her head, staring at her toes, and spoke in a whisper, "Yes, I wrote it. I didn't expect Li Lai to suddenly flip through Yining's book. I... I just wanted to express my gratitude to Geng Shange for helping me..."
What about Li Laidi? Yun Tinglan frowned. Was he trying to use them to plot against Wu Qingqing? No matter what Li Laidi was thinking, they would not get involved.
Yun Tinglan looked at the female teacher, "You heard it, the love letter has nothing to do with Yining. I hope that when school starts tomorrow, Wu Qingqing will apologize to Yining in front of the whole class and explain the matter clearly. As for the love letter, I think it would be better for you to talk to Wu Qingqing's parents in private. I think Director Zhou doesn't want us mother and daughter to be present."
Zhou Jufang is 1.58 meters tall and has an aura of 1.80 meters. She pushed open the office door with a haughty look. Her expression froze when she saw Yun Tinglan. When she heard the title "Director Zhou", she felt a burning pain on her face.