Five-year-old little girl: Mom has thousands of acres of material space

As soon as the mother and daughter got home, they went to the cellar.

Several ice machines in the cellar are still running, ice cubes are being produced continuously, and the ice storage tank is almost full.

Jiang Wei stepped forward and unplugged the power, opened the ice storage tanks of the ice machines one by one, put all the ice cubes inside into the space, and finally put several ice machines back into the space together.

Jiang Xiaoxiao calculated the ice cubes produced by the ice machine day and night in the past few days. The quantity was extremely large, and the weight should not be underestimated!

Yuhe Village is at least three thousand miles away from the capital. How will Jiang Yu transport so much ice cream and ice cream to the capital?

Early the next morning, it was getting dark and Jiang Wei got up.

Jiang Xiaoxiao opened her confused eyes and got out of bed to get dressed.

She put on a light and simple short-sleeved jacket with narrow sleeves, an apricot-yellow skirt tied at the waist to her armpits, and walked out of the house wearing mille-layer cloth shoes.

Jiang Wei went down to the cellar again and placed the ice cream and ice cream in the space on the tarp that had been laid out in advance last night.

The tarpaulin is covered with straw, and the straw is piled with ice cubes. The straw is insulating, and the ice cubes are not easy to melt on it, which can have a good cooling effect.

This time Jiang Xiaoxiao did not follow him down to the cellar, but stood around the cellar and watched the time in case outsiders came.

Soon, the sound of horse hooves came from a distance.

She stood on tiptoes and saw a huge motorcade coming down the road at the entrance of the village. The man on horseback in the front was Jiang Yu, followed by dozens of horse-drawn carriages and mule carts. The vehicles were piled with boxes.

Jiang Xiaoxiao quickly called her mother: "Mom, Master Jiang is here with his motorcade."

The sky was slightly white at dawn. The villagers in Yuhe Village had already gotten up early, packed up and were about to go to work in the fields. They might as well see the motorcade coming on the village road.

Everyone went out to take a look, and they saw Jiang Yu in luxurious brocade clothes, sitting on a high horse, followed by a mighty motorcade, which looked majestic.

"Oh my God! Why are there so many carriages in the village?!"

"This carriage is worth a lot of money. What kind of wealthy family can afford to buy so many carriages?"

The villagers talked a lot and followed the carriage to Jiang's house.

The motorcade stopped in front of Jiang's courtyard. Jiang Yu got off his horse, and shopkeeper Zhou also jumped out of the carriage behind.

Jiang Xiaoxiao had already opened the courtyard door in advance, raised her little face and smiled sweetly at Jiang Yu: "Brother Jiang, you're here so early."

"Xiaoxiao, where is your mother?" Jiang Yu gently rubbed her head and looked into the empty courtyard.

Jiang Wei came out of the cellar and said, "The goods are all down there. Do you have enough people?"

As soon as she finished speaking, shopkeeper Zhou waved to the carriage behind him, and two young and strong men jumped out of each of the dozen carriages.

Jiang Wei then stepped forward and checked the boxes used to transport ice cream and ice cream on the vehicle. They were all made of solid wood and very thick. There was a layer of clean straw on the bottom and four sides, and a layer of oilcloth on top of the straw. , this insulation setting is very careful.

Jiang Wei was very satisfied with what he saw, so he led everyone down to the cellar to load ice cream and ice cream.

Soon, a box full of ice cream was carried out.

Jiang Yu stepped forward and looked at a box of ice cream, one-third of which was filled with ice cubes. A large amount of ice cubes are mixed in between the ice cream, which makes the ice cream not so easy to melt.

Many more boxes were brought up one after another, and there were also a lot of ice cubes stuffed inside. He couldn't help but glance at the cellar and wondered: "How many ice cubes are stored in your cellar? Wouldn't you lose money if you gave them all to me?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled and shook his head: "Don't worry, brother Jiang, the water in Yuhe Village didn't dry up last winter, and my mother stored a lot of ice cubes in the cellar."

When Jiang Yu asked about the origin of the ice cubes, she and her mother had already agreed on their confession.

Jiang Yu, a young master from a wealthy family in the capital, should not go to the villagers to verify the authenticity of this matter.

Jiang Yu seemed to be very hopeful about the cellar that could store ice cubes, so he took the initiative to go to the cellar.

Shopkeeper Zhou was alone outside directing everyone to move the filled boxes onto the carriage and tie them tightly with hemp ropes.

The roads in the village are all dirt roads, and the wheels of the car roll on it, and it is easy to fall if the box is not fastened tightly.

Shopkeeper Zhou has a mother-like personality. She worries about this and that, wishing she could do everything by herself. After giving instructions for a while, her mouth became dry.

Jiang Xiaoxiao went to her kitchen and brought out a few cups of tea, placed them on the table in the courtyard, and shouted to Shopkeeper Zhou in a loud voice: "Uncle Zhou, come here to have a rest, drink some water first to moisten your throat."

Shopkeeper Zhou heard the sound and stepped into the yard. As soon as he reached the shade of the tree, the cool wind blew away the heat from his body.

He couldn't help but look around and said, "Xiaoxiao, your home is quite nice. There are mountains, water, and a bamboo forest in the backyard. The scenery is quite beautiful."

Jiang Xiaoxiao puffed up her little chest and said with some pride: "That's natural. In autumn, when the autumn sun shines slantingly, the forests are dyed, and the leaves all over the mountains and fields are golden, that's beautiful!"

Shopkeeper Zhou picked up the tea cup and took a long sip to soothe the heat in his throat. Hearing Jiang Xiaoxiao's words, he couldn't help but smile and said, "What book has Xiaoxiao been reading recently, so good at talking like this?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao scratched her head in embarrassment: "I just finished studying "The Thousand-Character Classic" and "The Three-Character Classic"..."

She gave a very conservative answer.

But shopkeeper Zhou was full of surprise: "You are only five years old, and you have already read The Thousand-Character Classic and The Three-Character Classic?"

Although the "Three Character Classic" and "The Thousand Character Classic" are enlightening books for children to read and write, most children start learning to read and write at the age of five, and they may not be able to finish them all after learning for one or two months.

Even his young master took half a year to finish these two books.

"My mother taught me this..." Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't know the educational level of scholars in this era, so she could only attribute it to Jiang Wei, "My mother used to come from a scholarly family, and my father was a teacher. I can learn so quickly because of my mother’s good teaching.”

Her voice was crisp, with a hint of childishness and innocence.

Shopkeeper Zhou was shocked when he heard this: "Miss Jiang is so powerful!"

There is a school in the town, where old boys teach, and what they teach is the "Three Character Classic" and "The Thousand Character Classic". These are two books that every student who embarks on an official career must learn.

He often heard students in restaurants complaining that reading and learning calligraphy were boring and difficult, and that their husband was strict and rigid...

Little did he know that in this small mountain and wilderness, there existed such a young lady from a scholarly family.

But in the blink of an eye, when he saw the courtyard and the dilapidated adobe house in front of him, Shopkeeper Zhou couldn't help but sigh: "Your mother, such a learned person, is so depressed. It's really unpredictable..."