The key to opening an ice drink shop is the ice.
The largest ice business in Yan City belongs to the Cheng Family. All the other ice sellers are merely scavenging small businesses in the wake of the Cheng Family.
"Sister Nanzhi, would the Cheng Family sell us ice?"
Shen Miaomiao was nibbling at her fingers, her eyebrows knitted into a frown.
"We have no grudge with the Cheng family, and since it's a money-making venture, there's no reason to deny us from buying." Nanzhi shook her head, picked up her pen and made another mark on the paper.
"It's just that the ice is quite expensive."
She had made some inquiries; the price of ice was too high, a piece of ice the size of a head would cost one tael of silver.
She originally planned to open an ice drink shop but in a moment of heat, she forgot how expensive ice was. Now the money had been spent, the pastry chef had been hired, and she could only proceed with her plan.