Two little girls were tossing sour plum soup and boiling tea eggs at home. The two groups of boys running outside are not bad.

Qin Dou took the little fat man and the two of them each rode a car. The stick refrigerator was installed in Qin Dou's car. The little fat man ran with Qin Dou. "Doudou, where are we going now?" The little fat man asked as he rode along.

"Let's take a look first. By the way, you can shout, little fat man. "Qin Dou has accompanied Lin Shuang to sell vegetables before. I also heard Lin Shuang shouting. And now they are just going from house to house selling popsicles, and if they don't shout, who can sit at home and see popsicles selling on the street? Therefore, if you want this ice stick to be good, you have to rely on shouting.

"Doudou, how do you shout about this?" The little fat man has never done this before, and he doesn't know how to shout.

"I've seen TV. Especially in those costume TV series, how do those small traders shout? Qin Dou and the little fat man were chatting nonsense. In the past three years, I haven't watched much costume TV series, and most of the time I'm either brushing papers or taking classes. I really don't have much time to catch up on dramas.

The little fat man pedaled the bicycle and thought about it. "Doudou, isn't it the kind of 'don't miss it when you pass by, XXX is two dollars for the whole audience'?"

Qin Dou shook right, and came directly to demonstrate: "Ah has a popsicle, cool popsicle!" Red bean popsicle, cream popsicle. "Qin Dou will understand the little fat man as soon as he demonstrates this. He opened his mouth and shouted. It's just that it's not loud enough.

"No matter how loud your voice is, how can people hear it when they sit at home? So be sure to be louder. "Actually, Qin Dou's heart is also bottomless. If you ask him to brush a few papers, it will be fine. But it's a bit of a problem to ask him to do business. It's been so many years, when I was still with Lin Shuang when I was a child, I had a few pitiful business experiences.

When the little fat man heard this, he felt that it made sense, so he shouted there: "Ah want a popsicle." It's cool popsicles! Cream popsicle, red bean popsicle. "I didn't expect such a shout, and it really got off to a good start. When a child from a family on the street heard the shouting, he called an adult to buy it.

"Popsicle seller, wait a minute, I'm going to buy a popsicle!" The adult opened the door, poked his head out and shouted. Qin Dou and the little fat man heard that someone wanted a popsicle, so they stopped the car and pushed the cart over.

"Master, what popsicle do you want?" The little fat man just wanted to open the box for people to choose, but Qin Dou stopped him. "Today we have red bean popsicles, cream popsicles, bright ice bricks, salt water popsicles." There are not many varieties of popsicles in today's batch, so Qin Dou opened his mouth and came to introduce the kind fluently.

The child hugged the adult's leg, and as soon as he heard Qin Dou talk about the bright ice bricks, his saliva flowed out: "Grandpa, I want to eat ice bricks." "The ice bricks are delicious and full of milky flavor, so don't talk about the taste when you take a bite.

"The ice bricks are too big for you to eat alone." As soon as the adult turned around, he said, "Let's have a cream popsicle!" Hearing this, Qin Dou quickly opened the stick refrigerator and quickly took out a cream popsicle from the quilt.

"Master, your popsicle. Benefit five cents a piece. ”

The man also paid happily and took the reluctant child back.

"Doudou, why don't you let them see the popsicle before picking it." The little fat man still didn't figure it out, why couldn't he show it to others and then take it.

"We have a great refrigerator here, and it's not someone else's refrigerator. You don't see me using the fastest speed to hold the popsicle. Although it is wrapped in a quilt, it only slows down the rate at which the popsicle melts, but it does not prevent the popsicle from melting. You really have to open the box for people to pick, but I'm afraid that today's popsicle will not be sold in the end, but will be melted by yourself. ”

Qin Dou's talk made sense, and the little fat man was powerless to refute.