The fat man is a fat ball, and the handsome and handsome boy is naturally Jing Zhe, the first time he retailed, no one helped bring the goods, so he had to go down in person and starred in such a good show.

What made him feel bright was Fat Ball's acting skills, and last night he also said that he couldn't act, but he entered the play in a second, which can be called the birth of a drama spirit.

Now that the play is over, the actor has also withdrawn, but the guy at the watermelon shop, Jing Zhe doesn't plan to let him go.

He was the one who instigated the smashing of the store and beating people just now, fortunately, all of this was directed and acted by Jing Zhe, otherwise it would be really easy for him to make something happen, and now he wants to leave?

No way!

"Hehe, is there something wrong with Childe?"

The guy looked back and sneered.

"What's your name, little brother?"

"The contemptible surname is Lin Mingtong."

"Lin Tong, good name!"

Jing Zhe gave him a thumbs up, and then said with a cheap smile: "I vaguely remember that yesterday afternoon, the little brother said that if I can sell a bowl of mung bean soup for 100 yuan, it will be my surname?" Now that it's sold, shouldn't my brother ask me what my surname is, otherwise I won't even know what your own surname is in the future! ”

"We're talking about mung bean soup, not this mung bean popsicle!"

Lin Tong pulled his neck and argued with reason.

"Hehe, this mung bean popsicle is made of mung bean soup, and when it melts, it is mung bean soup, but it takes three or four to turn it into a bowl, which is equivalent to my bowl of mung bean soup sold for more than 100 wen, but three or four hundred!"

Jing Zhe sneered, "Now only let you have my surname, instead of letting your whole family change their surname, you can steal the fun!" ”

"You!"

Lin Tongqi trembled, and at the same time was a little frightened: This is too profitable, right? A bowl of mung bean soup for less than a penny was sold by him for three or four hundred yuan, which is darker than the watermelons they sell!

"Too lazy to talk nonsense with you!"

turned around to leave, but Han Han was still blocking there, comparing the difference in strength between the two sides, Lin Tong didn't dare to rush.

"Hehe", sneered, and stared back at Jing Zhe, "What, are you going to leave me behind?" Aren't you afraid that my son-in-law will come to ask for someone? ”

Jing Zhe shook his head, "Keep you?" Are you thinking about fart? What else can you do but waste food? I just want to tell you, my surname is Fan, since you want to follow my surname, you will be called Fan Tong in the future! ”

“……”

Eater...

The crowd who hadn't had time to leave heard this call and couldn't hold back their laughter.

Since Lin Wenyao monopolized the watermelons in the city, the common people complained about it, and naturally they didn't want to see this guy named Lin Tong, and they were very happy to see him scolded by Jing Zhe.

……

It didn't take long for the guests in the front hall to leave nearly halfway, and the rest were all watching, and none of them wanted to buy mung bean popsicles.

Jing Zhe still overestimated his acting skills, or underestimated the patience of this group of people.

"I want all of this good stuff!"

A beautiful and familiar voice suddenly came from the crowd, it was the pink boy who had watched the play for a long time.

"It's worth it to spend only a hundred wen to enjoy the treatment that only royal beings have, it's too worthwhile!"

When he said this, a few people who were hesitant before finally made up their minds.

"Bring me one!"

"Get me one too!"

"And me!"

Everyone was gossiping, and for a while, they actually sold five or six popsicles, and the rest of the people continued to wait and see, Jing Zhe had already concluded that this group of people would not buy them again.

Xiang Pink Boy glanced at him and asked, "This boy, I don't know how much you want?" ”

"Naturally, the more the merrier! You'd better get me a few hundred! ”

"Shhh

"Hundreds!"

That's a few dozen taels of silver, but people say it lightly, what a local tyrant!

"Childe, I'm really sorry."

Jing Zhe smiled and shook his head, "Because this ice is really difficult to make, we have only made a total of 100 in the store, and nearly 10 have been sold just now, and the rest is less than 100." ”

"Okay, then give me the rest!"

"That boy wait a moment, I'll send someone to get it!"

After Jing Zhe finished speaking, he said to the others with a little apology: "You are really sorry, today's popsicle has been sold out, if you want to buy it, you can only wait for tomorrow!" ”

After hearing this, those people did not have much regret on their faces, and walked out together.

After everyone left, Jing Zhe asked Hanhan to close the door, and it was only an hour of cool summer when it opened, and it closed.

"Thank you Childe for helping me out!"

Jing Zhe arched his hand towards the pink boy and said in a deep voice.

On the first day of opening, Jing Zhe was full of confidence, and he also performed a double reed at the door, feeling that there was no pressure for a hundred mung bean popsicles to be sold out in an instant, but he didn't want to be slapped in the face by reality.

Most of the people are watching the excitement, and they don't really have the will to consume, if it weren't for the pink boy's shot, the scene would be embarrassing.

"Ah Kun Gongzi doesn't need to say thank you."

The pink boy shook his head, "I'm amazed at the way ice is made in this summer, and I'm also very curious about the taste of this mung bean popsicle, so it's okay to ask for more." ”

Jing Zhe nodded, and was no longer polite.

"If I'm not mistaken, the first two men are both sons, right?"

Seeing Jing Zhe's affirmation, the pink boy smiled: "Actually, the play that the son played today is very successful, but the wrong object was chosen!" ”

"Oh? What do you mean by that? ”

Just about to ask again, Han Han leaned into his ear and whispered: "Young village master, the fat man and the big man are back from the back door!" ”

Jing Zhe thought for a moment before he said, "This is not the place to talk, can the son move and follow me to the wing?" ”

The pink boy did not shirk and went happily.

……

When I came to the backyard room, Fat Ball and the big guy who was lying on the ground before were already waiting there, arguing about something.

"Fat man, next time I play a play like your brother, I won't act it!"

The big man looked aggrieved.

"Hehe, that mung bean popsicle is the only one you eat, don't get cheap and sell it!"

Not to be outdone, Fat Ball.

"Labor and management would rather not eat! Look at this, look at this! ”

As he spoke, the eldest man lifted his clothes, and saw that his belly was red, as if it had been roasted by fire.

"It's so hot on the ground, just let me lie down! I said that you can just hold me, it's just a heat stroke, so you need to pretend to be dead? ”

"Professional! Do you know what a profession is? ”

Fat Ball pouted.

"Okay, don't say any of that!"

The big one took a deep breath and said indignantly: "But can you not talk about marrying your sister next time?" Do you know that I almost jumped up in fright by that?? ”

Fat Ball also blushed angrily: "It's just for the performance effect, do you really think I want to marry my sister to you?" Dream your dreams! On the whole mountain, only the young master is worthy of my sister! ”

Jing Zhe passing by: emmm...

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