010 Gifts
Zhong Lin hurriedly replied, "This is bubble tea, how about it, it tastes good." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
"Well, it's delicious." Xiao Nan nodded and took another sip, obviously this drink is more in line with the taste of girls.
Zhong Lin took two pairs of chopsticks and handed them to them, saying, "You guys try the pearls below." ā
"Pearls?"
Ah Hu picked up a black transparent bead, a bit like a glass ball, and put it in his mouth, soft and bouncing, and a little sweet. Curiously said, "Is it jelly?" Not quite like that. ā
"Well, not bad." Zhong Lin said a little proudly, "This bubble tea." My brother made it himself, and we will sell this in the future, which will definitely make more money than selling watermelons. ā
Ah Hu said enviously, "Brother Zhe, you are so powerful, you can do anything." ā
Zhong Zhe said, "Okay, I'm tired these days, let's rest early, and I don't have to go to the stall too early tomorrow, it's okay to earn less." When I get things ready, I'll switch to selling bubble tea. ā
"Okay." Ah Hu and Xiao Nan nodded and agreed.
When they returned to the room, Zhong Zhe told his cousin, "Don't tell anyone how to make pearls and milk tea, and don't tell them either." If someone asks you, you say you don't know. ā
"Got it." Zhong Lin agreed.
Zhong Zhe was afraid that he would not care, so he warned him, "Think about it, when we sell watermelons ourselves, we can earn more than 1,000 yuan a day." Now so many people come out to compete, and they can only earn more than 100 a day. That's why it's only by doing exclusive business that you make money. ā
When Zhong Lin heard him say this, he realized the seriousness of this matter, and nodded vigorously, "I promise not to tell anyone." ā
Zhong Zhe was relieved that he didn't expect to be in the exclusive business for long, and bubble tea was not invented by him. As long as there are no competitors around him before the end of the summer vacation, he is satisfied.
As for after the summer vacation, he doesn't plan to take this as a career, so naturally it doesn't matter.
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A few days later, Zhong Zhe found someone to make a mobile dining car, first welded the frame with steel, then pasted iron sheets on the outside, and finally sprayed with color. Then paste the word, fragrant bubble tea.
He thought with some wicked taste, what name would the founder of Xiangpiaopiao use when he started selling milk tea a few years later? It won't be Yoremi.
This dining car cost him more than 2,000 yuan in total. Let him sigh that prices are really low in this era.
He hired a car to bring the food truck back to the market, which attracted a lot of onlookers, and some acquaintances asked him what he was doing here. He always said that he wanted to "keep it secret" and sold it out.
As soon as the dining car was parked, he saw Zhang Yimin and Qianqian coming over.
This is the second time he has seen Qianqian, she came against the light, and the whole person seemed to be bathed in an aura, so dazzling that he could barely open his eyes.
Qianqian seemed to feel something, looked at him, and the moment she met his gaze, her footsteps stopped.
Zhong Zhe noticed that her body shrank a little, which was an instinctive reaction to be frightened, which meant that she was afraid of herself, and subconsciously wanted to run away.
"It seems that that night really left a shadow on her heart." He thought to himself, looking away from her.
Zhang Yimin was walking with her, and when she saw her suddenly stop, she asked, "What's wrong?" As soon as he turned his head, he saw her staring ahead, followed her gaze, and saw Zhong Zhe, his delicate eyebrows wrinkled imperceptibly.
Zhong Zhe didn't want to be bored, but he had something to ask, "Is there any news for Zhong Jianfeng?" ā
Zhang Yimin knew that he was an eyewitness, and he didn't hide it from him, and whispered, "The kidnappers called and asked for a ransom of 20 million, and they will ransom people tonight." ā
"Oh."
Zhong Zhe's heart was a little heavy, he knew that after the kidnappers got the ransom, they would not release the people, but tore up the ticket on the spot. Anyway, it's also a human life.
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Zhong Zhe knew that the two girls didn't like him very well, so he didn't talk much, and when he returned to the store, he asked his father for the motorcycle keys. Prepare to go to the wholesale market to buy the raw materials for making bubble tea.
As soon as he arrived at the intersection on a motorcycle, he saw Qianqian walking alone in the market, and he was about to withdraw his gaze, when he saw her waving, he didn't care, thinking that she shouldn't be calling herself.
At this time, the intersection arrived, he glanced in the rearview mirror, was about to turn, and unexpectedly saw Qianqian chasing after him from behind. Brake hurriedly.
When the car stopped, he turned his head and saw that she was running this way.
She stopped next to the car, not knowing if she was nervous or tired, her breathing was a little rapid, and there were a few beads of sweat on the tip of her nose.
"What's the matter?" Zhong Zhe asked her.
"I ......"
She was originally carrying a bag in her hand, but now she was holding it in her arms, she lowered her head, as if she had finally mustered up the courage, put the bag in front of him, and said in a trembling voice, "For you." ā
"Huh?"
Zhong Zhe was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect that she chased after her to deliver something. I forgot to pick it up for a while.
The girl froze there, her hands trembling slightly.
Only then did he realize that he didn't take it, which made her a little embarrassed, so he hurriedly took the bag and said with a smile, "Thank you, I haven't received a gift for a long time, and I forgot how to receive it." ā
The girl seemed less nervous and said, "Thank you that night." ā
It turned out that she came to thank her on purpose.
Zhong Zhe's impression of her has changed greatly, and he knows how to be grateful, which is a beautiful quality. He has seen too many examples of revenge, and it is not that if you help others, they will definitely appreciate you. I take it for granted that you help him.
He said, "That night, it scared you, didn't you?" ā
The girl was about to say something when a white Volkswagen in front of her honked its horn, she looked up and said, "My mom is coming to pick me up." ā
"Well, goodbye."
Zhong Zhe waved at her and watched her get into the car and leave.
He glanced at the beautifully packaged bag hanging from the front of the car, was in a much better mood, and started the motorcycle humming a song.
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On the way to the wholesale market, you have to pass a toll booth, and the motorcycle is two dollars. There wasn't much money, but he didn't bother to stop and hand it over, so he went straight to the trail.
He is very familiar with this path, when he was in the most difficult time, he drove a motorcycle for a while, and it was an unlicensed black motorcycle. Every time he crossed this toll booth, he took a detour.
It's not easy to get around the trail, and you have to pass a small vegetable market in the middle, which is very crowded. There happened to be a car in front of him, and the road was too narrow and drove slower than a snail.
There were too many people, and he couldn't get past it, so he could only follow slowly behind. At this time, if there is a car on the opposite side, it will be fun, and you will have to be stuck for half an hour.
As he was about to cross the market, he heard a quarrel, and when he turned his head, his heart suddenly pounded, and he saw a white van parked in the courtyard opposite. It was exactly the same as the van of the kidnapper Zhong Jianfeng that night.
"It can't be such a coincidence, can it?"
He felt a little dry in his throat.