"Sister, where did you get all that ice?" Bai Jianbei asked. Having an ice cellar at home was par for the course in Shangjing.
But this was Lingnan. It barely snowed here even once a year, let alone froze over. How had he missed such a crucial detail?
"You finally noticed," Bai Suihe chuckled, taking up the conversation. Even though she was the one who had to point it out, she asked, "Where do you think this ice came from?"
Bai Jianbei was stumped as he wondered where it could have come from. It was definitely not from anywhere in the South.
"Did you store ice over the winter?" he guessed, but immediately realized how absurd that sounded. This was Lingnan; there was no way ice could be preserved that well here.
Knowing he would never guess it, Bai Suihe lowered her voice. "If I told you I had a method to make ice, do you think this could be a viable business?"
"A method to make ice?" he mumbled, the words feeling incredibly surreal on his lips.
