Reborn In The ’80s to Raise Cubs

Cui Qingfeng pressed hard.

Xu Zhao had to put down the towel in his hand and quickly opened the wooden door of the thatched hut. As soon as he opened it, he saw Cui Qingfeng holding the foam box, looking at Xu Zhao excitedly and saying, "Xu Zhao! It's done!"

Xu Zhao asked suspiciously, "What happened?"

"Is the popsicle ready?"

"Yeah, and it's delicious!"

"Really delicious?"

"Very tasty!"

Cui Qingfeng was so excited that he didn't know what to do. He really didn't have the slightest hope for Xu Zhao's popsicles. They might be better than the ones he made, but they wouldn't be as delicious as those from the popsicle factory, and naturally they weren't as good as the popsicles on the market. .

But he was wrong, and very wrong! The popsicles made by Xu Zhao are not superficial, but cool and sweet, with a hint of comfort on the tongue. When the ice melts in the mouth, there is a rustling coolness, which is a hundred times and a thousand times better than the popsicle factory! He ate two in a row, and even gave one to his father. He couldn't contain his excitement, so he ran over on his bicycle in the dark and talked to Xu Zhao.

"Extremely?" Xu Zhao was suspicious.

"Very!" Cui Qingfeng said firmly.

Without asking Xu Zhao, Cui Qingfeng walked in with the foam box on his own, put the foam box on the big table, lifted the quilt, took out the popsicles inside, and handed one to Xu Zhao and one to Xu Fan .

Xu Zhao took it and tasted it.

"How is it?" Cui Qingfeng asked expectantly, as if he made the popsicles, not Xu Zhao.

Xu Zhao said, "Not bad."

"Not bad? It's obviously super delicious!"

"Is it so delicious?"

"Of course! It's better than the popsicles in the city!" Cui Qingfeng said happily: "According to this kind of popsicles, I dare to sell them in the county!"

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet. You live in the county seat. Why don't you sell popsicles in the county seat?"

"Someone in the county sells popsicles."

"Someone you can sell too."

"They buy popsicles from the city. They are delicious. I can't compete with them."

"So you went to the countryside to sell?"

"Ok."

Xu Zhao is ashamed, Cui Qingfeng really has self-knowledge.

"However, it's done now!" Cui Qingfeng said, "If you make it so delicious, I'll definitely be able to sell it in the county seat."

"Really?"

"Really! Xu Zhao, why don't we start making popsicles and selling them tomorrow."

Xu Zhao was not a hesitant, he agreed immediately, but he changed the subject and said, "But—"

"what?"

"I can't make ice cream."

"Why?"

"You need an extruder to make ice cream, we don't have one, but we can do something similar."

"Okay! As long as you're willing to do it."

"The question of money—" This is Xu Zhao's greatest concern, and everything he does is for money.

Cui Qingfeng said very frankly: "We split half the cost, half the cost and profit, you make it at home, and I sell it outside, is it okay?"

Xu Zhao smiled and said, "Yes."

"Then we'll start doing it tomorrow?"

"Okay, tomorrow morning I'll go to the county town to make popsicles, and you can sell them at noon."

"Okay, that's it!"

"Row."

"Then I'll go back first."

"Okay, be careful on the road!"

Cui Qingfeng walked away happily holding the foam box.

Xu Zhao stood at the gate of the courtyard, watching Cui Qingfeng riding a bicycle in the moonlight getting farther and farther away, he closed the courtyard door and returned to the hut. At a glance, he saw Xu Fan sitting on the bed eating a popsicle seriously. The mouth eats red.

"Xu Fan."

Xu Fan raised his handsome face and said, "Dad, eat well."

"Going to sleep."

"You can eat popsicles while sleeping."

"Watch out for a stomach ache."

"No, my belly is so powerful."

"…"

The ice pops Xu Zhao used were made from cool white, except green, pink, and yellow were added with pigments. The white popsicles were made with milk powder, glutinous rice, and white sugar, so they were all natural and nothing to eat, so it didn’t stop Xu Fan from eating them. , but turned around to take a shower, and returned to the room to give Xu Fan a bath again.

He then went back to the bed and tied the mosquito net. Using the dim light of the kerosene lamp, he caught the mosquitoes lying on the mosquito net. Xu Fan sat in the middle of the bed, his two beautiful eyes were wide open, and he was turning vigorously between the mosquito nets. .

"Dad, Jie'er has a big mosquito."

"I saw."

"Dad! Tell me more, come on."

"good."

"Dad! Jie still! Jie'er still!"

"Ok."

"dad!"

"Xu Fan, can you keep your voice down? Mosquitoes have been deafened by you."

"Dad, then I'll be louder, I'll shake it to death."

"…"

Xu Zhao found that Xu Fan was a smart child. Although he was only two years old, he had a very clear mind and was smarter than any child he had ever seen. He didn't know if it was because of his feelings for Xu Fan or if Xu Fan followed his father. The reason, in short, as long as Xu Fan is with him, when he feels full of security, he can talk a lot, but he is not annoying.

Xu Zhao suddenly found out that it felt good to have a relative.

That night, Xu Zhao slept beautifully.

The next day was not yet dawn, and the Xu family was still asleep. Xu Zhao lit the kerosene lamp and started to make breakfast in the kitchen. He made egg custard, an egg mixed with half a bowl of noodles, put chopped green onion, vegetable oil, and steamed a large The bowl came out with a fried dough stick that was not eaten yesterday. It can be said to be the most nutritious and rich breakfast the father and son have eaten so far.

Xu Fan was immediately happy when he was woken up.

"Dad, it's an egg wow."

"Yes, come, wash your face, rinse your mouth, let's have breakfast."

"good."

After Xu Zhao and Xu Fan finished breakfast, the sky was still dark, but Xu Zhao still carried Xu Fan on the way to the county seat, and while walking, Xu Fan fell asleep in Xu Zhao's arms.

After all, it is a child of more than two years old. Xu Zhao looks a little distressed. Wait a minute. When Xu's mother returns from out of town, let him stay at home and save him running back and forth with him. This small body will definitely not be able to bear it, and he Tired too, he carried him all the way to Cui Qingfeng's house, and the genius had a fish belly.

It is early in the summer, and it is actually only six o'clock.

"You came so early?" Cui Qingfeng looked at Xu Zhao in surprise.

"It takes time to make popsicles, not sooner."

"Xu Fan fell asleep?"

"Ok."

"Put me on the bed."

"thank you."

"You're welcome, I'll help you make popsicles."

"Row!"

After Xu Fan was put down, Xu Zhao and Cui Qingfeng started busy, boiling boiled water, adding white sugar, mixing pigments, grinding glutinous rice flour, and making milk powder. Then Xu Zhao distributed the operation in proportion and put in several popsicle molds. In the middle, Cui Qingfeng lined up the popsicle sticks one by one and placed them in the refrigerator to start freezing.

Fortunately, the refrigerator in Cui Qingfeng's mouth is like a freezer, and it is not a problem to put one or two hundred popsicles.

Then Xu Zhao took out the pen and paper he brought from home to record the data, and even recorded the wattage of the refrigerator.

Cui Qingfeng asked curiously, "What are you remembering?"

Xu Zhao said, "Remember the cost."

"What cost?"

"Look at what we make ourselves or go to the popsicle factory to get the goods, which one is more profitable?"

Xu Zhao then asked, "How do you calculate your electricity bill?"

Cui Qingfeng replied: "Seven cents once, which one is more profitable?"

"I don't know yet, it depends on how much you sell."

"Okay, I'll try to sell as much as I can."

The two of them were talking when the wooden door of the kitchen was pushed open. The two of them habitually looked up and saw no one. At the same time, they moved their eyes down to the little Xu Fan. Xu Fan was barefoot and had one hand. Holding the door frame, he held a pair of ripped cloth shoes in the other hand, his clear eyes were dazed, and when he saw Xu Zhao's one, his eyes immediately lit up, like a star hidden in the sky, full of brilliance. Good-looking, in the blink of an eye, it bent into a beautiful arc, and the milk cavity came out immediately.

"dad!"

Xu Zhao immediately smiled and asked, "Ah, Xu Fan, are you awake?"

Xu Fan immediately walked towards Xu Zhao: "Well, I got out of bed by myself."

"Great, what are you doing with your shoes?"

"Here are my shoes," as if someone else would steal his broken shoes.

"...Then why don't you put it on?"

"I wear it, I can't wear it, I, I, I... can't wear shoes."

Xu Zhao: "…"

Cui Qingfeng laughed after hearing this.

Xu Fan heard that Cui Qingfeng was laughing at him, imitating Xu Dawa, and gave Cui Qingfeng a blank look.

Cui Qingfeng covered his mouth and smirked.

After Xu Zhao put on Xu Fan's shoes, Cui Qingfeng smiled and said, "Your Xu Fan is so cute."

"Of course."

"Looks good too."

"Follow me." Xu Zhao said, "I will look better if I look back and make him fatter."

"It's not all up to you, his other dad must be good, otherwise he wouldn't be like this—"

another dad—

Cui Qingfeng realized that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly shut his mouth and looked at Xu Zhao.

Xu Zhao looked like he didn't care, but he really didn't care either.

Cui Qingfeng changed the subject a little embarrassedly, and decided not to mention it in the future, saying, "You didn't have breakfast, right? Eat it at my house."

"We have eaten." Xu Zhao said.

"I can still eat it again." Xu Fan gave Xu Zhao a timid look, leaned on Xu Zhao's leg, and whispered, "I've eaten, I, I, I can eat again..."

After he finished speaking, his face was buried in Xu Zhao's leg.

You know how to be shy!

Xu Zhao: "…"

Cui Qingfeng: "…"

So when Cui Qingfeng's mother made breakfast, she made an extra portion for Xu Fan to eat. Xu Zhao felt very sorry, but unfortunately Cui's family was good, Xu Zhao secretly kept this affection in his heart, not long after breakfast, in the refrigerator The popsicles were frozen solid. Xu Zhao and Cui Qingfeng took out the popsicles one by one, wrapped them in popsicle paper, neatly packed them into foam boxes, and then covered them with small quilts and tied them to the back seat of the bicycle.

Cui Qingfeng went to sell popsicles.

Xu Zhao didn't go home immediately, but wanted to wait for Cui Qingfeng to come back to see how it was sold. He was afraid that everyone would not like it, so he couldn't help but feel uneasy. He didn't know whether it would sell well or not. Worry.

Until I heard the bicycle bell rang outside the door.

Cui Qingfeng is back!

Xu Zhao quickly pulled Xu Fan out to greet him.