Throughout the afternoon and evening, Yang Xiao was busy with various ingredients, making popsicles and ice cream. Watching Bing'er's excitement, he felt a sense of achievement.
Even Elder Zhan couldn't stop praising the ice cream after tasting it.
In Witch Star, no one had tried making ice cream before.
Yang Xiao mixed various fruit juices and fruit into the ice cream, creating a variety of fruit-flavored ice creams, making Bing'er very happy.
"Father, Bing'er, do you think these popsicles and ice cream can sell?"
Yang Xiao asked.
"Of course! I've never had such delicious ice cream. I could eat several cups in a row."
Bing'er exclaimed excitedly. Yang Xiao's arrival, especially his various warm gestures, made the little girl feel the warmth of paternal love. Although she called him "uncle," she hoped he was her father.
Elder Zhan also nodded and said:
