Jing Zhe finally persuaded the two of them to wash their faces.

Damn, the two ghosts quarreled at night, who can resist this?

At this time, Han Han walked over with a solemn face.

"Young master, I thought about it just now, and I think there is something wrong with what you said."

“？？？”

Jing Zhe had a question mark.

"You first said to close the door and let the dog go, and if there is no dog, you say let me go, this is treating me as a dog?"

"Get out!"

Jing Zhe was already upset by the fat ball and the big one, and now he still comes to ask him this kind of question of whether he is a human or a dog, and it is strange that he can have a good temper!

He sat down on the chair angrily, pointed to the door, and said, "Remember to close the door for me!" ”

"Oh."

Han Han agreed, closed the door, and then the two stared at each other with wide eyes.

"I'm special... Who told you to lock yourself in the house? ”

"But the young village master didn't say that he would lock me out!"

Han Han analyzed.

"I'm special... Where's my knife? ”

Jing Zhe searched for a long time.

After a while, he sneered and raised his fist: "See, the big fist of the casserole, it hurts to hit the body!" ”

I wanted to scare Hanhan, but he actually raised his big hand with a smile and slowly clenched his fists, "Young village master, you see that your fists are not as big as me, let alone the casserole!" ”

“……”

You're awesome!

Labor and management can't afford to hide from it, right?

Jing Zhe got up to open the door, and the fat ball and the big one happened to wash their faces and came back, and they looked much more comfortable.

Jing Zhe alone brought them a popsicle to treat them, and told them some precautions for tomorrow, during which Fat Ball and Big One also questioned whether the two of them should show up at that time, after all, they had acted the day before yesterday, and they were afraid of being recognized.

Jing Zhe thought for a while and said, "It should be fine, but you can only do the work of a buddy in the future." Someone really recognized you and said that they thought it was amazing to eat popsicles that day, and took the initiative to come and help! ”

Seeing the two nodding, Jing Zhe sent them back to rest and welcome tomorrow.

……

Early the next morning, it was a cool summer, and the gate was overcrowded.

You have to praise the mung bean popsicle, everyone is a friend.

But you're going to buy mung bean popsicles, sorry, you're my enemy!

Before the door opened, Fat Ball, Hanhan and the others listened to the noisy talking and dense figures outside in the house, and they were even more excited than when they robbed.

Fortunately, Jing Zhe arranged a different division of labor for them last night, some guarded the popsicle, some were ready to collect money, and some even took a stick and waited beside him, wanting to see which guy who didn't have long eyes dared to disobey the rules and give him a head-on blow!

Rao was like this, and when the door was opened, they were still stunned by the scene in front of them.

"Bring me ten popsicles!"

"Twenty for me!"

"Is there any quality in front of you? Just a hundred, you buy so many at once, what do other people eat? ”

"Bi Qi Niangzhi, you just have one mouth, and if you eat so much, you are not afraid that the mouth below will spit out?"

"Isn't it okay to have a lot of labor-management families?"

Everyone squeezed and scolded, and they were stunned again.

In their opinion, the price of a hundred wen is the price of a pit person, but this group of people doesn't seem to treat money as money, if they can, I'm afraid they want to buy a hundred popsicles by themselves!

Alas, there are too many fools, and business is easy to do!

Fat Ball maintained order and did not forget to explain to everyone.

"Our shopkeeper said that one person can only buy one popsicle!"

"Why?"

Those who had already squeezed into the front row, close to the popsicle, were dissatisfied.

They have already calculated how much to buy - as for whether the people behind them have bought or not, who cares!

"Our shopkeeper said that it is difficult to make cold ice in midsummer, and we worked overtime to get out of this hundred popsicles, so that our gentlemen in Yongzhou can try it."

Fat Ball's eloquence is good, and his acting skills are more like innate, and he paused before continuing: "If everyone buys ten or eight, what will other people eat?" ”

"Well said! The people in front of you are conscious! ”

The people in the back said in support.

"Since a hundred can be made in a hurry, you can hire more people to work overtime, and two hundred or three hundred can be made, right? I'm finally here once, get me ten! ”

A jade-faced scholar in the front row was still unwilling and insisted.

"Don't make it difficult for us, our shopkeeper said..."

"Your shopkeeper, your shopkeeper, what else would you do besides know this? Call me out of your shopkeeper, and I'll ask him what's the matter if he doesn't sell anything when he opens his door for business!" ”

“……”

This time, Fat Ball didn't even bother to take care of him, and took a step back.

Then, a tall and sturdy figure approached, and the scholar looked up and saw the man with a meaty face and a somewhat silly appearance, and he was terrified.

"You... Who are you? You... What are you doing? ”

The scholar took two steps back, his face full of horror.

I saw the big man grinning, and a few words popped out of his mouth.

"Get you out!"

After speaking, a big hand reached over and directly grabbed the scholar's collar.

Then, the scholar felt himself flying, but it didn't take long before he landed on the street with a thud.

“……”

The hall was a little quiet, and everyone looked at each other as they watched this scene.

"Oops, hit someone!"

The scholar lay on the ground and shouted into the hall: "This is a black shop!" Do you still dare to be inside, aren't you afraid that you will be beaten by him later? ”

The crowd looked at him, and then turned their heads back as if they hadn't heard.

“……”

Next, the hall was orderly and harmonious.

……

In the wing room at the back of the hall, Jing Zhe and Chen Mo, who had rushed over early in the morning to cheer, were sitting inside, observing the movements in the hall through the paper window.

"Congratulations to Childe, if this trend continues, it won't be long before Childe's ice will be sold out!"

"Rejoice and rejoice!"

Jing Zhe retracted his head and said with a smile: "My military merit medal is half that of Brother Chen!" ”

“……”

Chen Mo was a little curious about where Jing Zhe's hometown was, and why did he have so many fresh witticisms in his mouth?

"Childe, there is a question below, since everyone wants to buy it so much, why not make more?"

Chen Mo has been with Jing Zhe and them for the past two days, so he doesn't believe in any nonsense of "working overtime to get it out".

Jing Zhe smiled and shook his head, "The system can definitely be made, but it can't be sold so much at the beginning!" ”

"Oh? The reason? ”

"It's called hunger marketing."

Jing Zhe explained: "It is said that scarcity is expensive, if I had supplied unlimited mung bean popsicles at the beginning, these people would have bought them in the first few days, but once the heat has passed, there will definitely be fewer people who buy them." ”

was said by Jing Zheyi, Chen Mo also figured out the stakes and applauded.

"Yes, if you only sell a hundred bean popsicles a day, the fame of mung bean popsicles will become bigger and bigger, not only those who have not eaten it want to buy it, but those who have eaten it will also want to buy it, after all, it can be used as capital to show off to others!"

"Bang Bang!"

Jing Zhe for love - phew, applaud for Chen Mo, thinking that the son can be taught!

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