Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old

It was probably because the heavens saw that he was too rich and too blessed, so they kept bullying him.

“Why is it so bloody hot?!” This especially chubby man kept fanning himself. It was really hot!

Xue Sifu hurriedly invited this person to talk to him under the sunshade, smiling, “This place sells ice, but the ice has already been sold out. Would you rather buy some ice instead?”

“I’m the housekeeper of the Yan Manor. You can call me Butler Zhao, and my master is Master Yan. You should know about Master Yan, right? There’s a shop called Jin Xiu Shop in front of this street. It belongs to my master. The shop assistant in the shop told me that you have ice here. After I told my master about it, he asked me to come and see if it’s real. If it’s real, I’ll buy some back.” Butler Zhao said.

“It’s true, I do.” Xue Sifu quickly said, “Look at these small wooden boxes. There is ice inside to keep the popsicles cold. It’s just that they’re all sold out today, so I can’t let you see them for yourself. However, you can go and ask around. There were many people who came to eat here just now, many of whom had the popsicle. You can just ask around and you’ll find out.”

“There’s no need to do such a thing. No one would ever dare lie to the Yan family. When can I buy it? My master is especially afraid of the heat. If it’s hot, he’ll probably buy it every day. Oh right, how much will it cost”

“It’s the same price, twenty coins per six hundred grams. We can’t deliver in the early morning though, we’ve got an order for two hundred and forty kilograms of ice from Lakshimi Restaurant every day. We’ll give the ice to them first. Butler Zhao, if you buy a lot, it’s best to order in advance, otherwise you might not be able to buy it when you want it.”

Butler Zhao was not a fool. There was only one stall producing ice in town, so there must be many people who would line up to buy it. That was why he had come in such a hurry.

Moreover, to him, it wasn’t expensive.

“My master said that if there’s ice, as long as it’s a hot day, you’ll have to send thirty kilograms of ice to the Yan Manor every day,” Butler Zhao said.

“Alright, alright, alright.” Xue Sifu hurriedly said.

“Since Lakshmi Restaurant has already reserved that slot, after you deliver to them first, you can deliver it to us. This amount of ice should be able to last a day before it completely melted. In the future, when it’s too hot to sleep at night, maybe I’ll buy ice from your family at night.”

“Thank you for taking care of our family’s business.”

“I’ve already set up the documents and brought them here. Are any of you literate?” Butler Zhao stopped his fan and took out a document from his arms. He had obviously come prepared. They were also afraid that they would not be able to buy ice by then, so that was why.

He was indeed worthy of being the butler of the Yan Manor for thinking everything thoroughly.

“Yes, yes, yes, my siblings can read.” Xue Sifu quickly grabbed Jiang Yue and Xue Yan, one in each hand, and placed them in front of Butler Zhao.

A rare smile appeared on Butler Zhao’s face. “These two children are quite good-looking. Alright, take a good look at them. It’s clearly written in this document that the Yan Manor will pay you a deposit of a hundred silver. If it’s not enough in the future, you can pay the remaining amount according to this document. The waiter also told me that I need a quilt to keep the ice from melting.”