Chapter 11 The state-run restaurant hosted a dinner party, and that figure looked somewhat familiar!



"I'm not his sister, nor am I any relative. I rented a spare room in his house, and since I was unemployed and you came to pay me back, I thought I'd give it a try selling ice cream," Lu Zhixia said frankly.

"So you don't need to worry about social niceties."

Xiao Wang then realized what was going on, scratched his head to ease the awkwardness, and said...

"Don't take it too seriously. I was just asking casually. I'll teach you the same way I always have to!"

In a big city, having more friends means having more options. Who knows, maybe one day you'll even help me turn my life around?

"Of course! I'll never forget you when I get rich!" Lu Zhixia replied with a smile.

They never imagined that their words would become a self-fulfilling prophecy!

As the number of people in line decreased, it was finally their turn to enter the cold storage.

Several large cardboard boxes were placed on the table, with prices posted on the sides, ranging from 5 cents to 15 cents. There were about seven or eight kinds of popsicles, with cream in boxes and bags.

The colorful packaging is very attractive, and some even have lifelike figures drawn on them.

She had bought all these ice creams for her son, but she herself had hardly ever eaten any.

Xiao Wang skillfully told the female worker Zhao Cuicui, "We need 100 popsicles, 50 cream ice creams, the kind that are frozen solid! We need 30 sweet fruit balls, these are the tastiest but don't sell very well, mainly because they are too expensive."

Zhao Cuicui took out what he asked for and found that there was a woman next to him. She looked to be in her early twenties and didn't look much like him.

Xiao Wang took the money out of his pocket, counted it once, and then counted it again, not entirely sure, before handing it to Zhao Cuicui.

"Count it again."

Zhao Cuicui quickly counted the money, unable to suppress her curiosity any longer, and asked,

"The comrade next to you?"

ā€œI’m his neighbor,ā€ Su Jinxia quickly said, because she could tell that the little girl was interested in Xiao Wang.

Zhao Cuicui glanced at the woman again, "Are you also planning to start an ice cream business?"

"Yeah! Otherwise, why would I bring her here?" Xiao Wang looked down and counted the ice cream, afraid that the other party would give him one less. In his opinion, he could give more, but he couldn't give less.

Upon discovering that one of the ice creams was broken, he quickly handed it back, saying, "This one won't do; no one will want it if you take it out. Get me a new one right away."

"Of all the people who come to buy goods, you're the most cunning." Zhao Cuicui took the ice cream and casually gave him another one of the same kind.

"I'll come again tomorrow," Xiao Wang said with a smile.

"I might not be on duty tomorrow," Zhao Cuicui replied.

Lu Zhixia wanted to help carry Xiao Wang, but he wouldn't let her, so she could only follow behind.

Is selling ice cream profitable?

"The profit is alright, but it's incredibly hard-earned. As you can see, I just add a few cents to the price, and I can basically sell everything. It's all about time. I have to drive around the streets of several districts countless times every day. I drink four kettles of water just from this!"

Lu Zhixia looked at Xiao Wang, whose military water bottle was strapped to the front of his vehicle. His skin was much, much darker than the average person's. As he raised his hand to wipe away sweat, the hem of his shirt was lifted up, revealing very fair skin.

If he sold ice cream the way he did, he would get a tan very quickly too. A quick thought struck him, and he immediately came up with a solution.

"How about we try selling our wares outside the train station instead of on the street today?"

"Will it work?" Xiao Wang was a timid person. He thought that there must be someone in charge in a government place.

"How will you know if you don't try! And it's not just at the train station, we also need to sell at school gates. When selling things, you need to understand one principle: what kind of people have purchasing power?"

"As long as you grasp this point, you won't have to worry about not being able to sell it. On such a hot day, people who have just gotten off the bus must be thirsty. An ice pop is like giving them a bowl of water in the midst of a raging fire."

"Elementary school students don't have as much money as middle school students. Of course, this is just a suggestion; the choice is yours! Are you willing to give it a try?"

"I'm willing!" Xiao Wang's heart was filled with anticipation. What if it worked out? Wouldn't he be able to earn even more money?

"Let's do it right now!" Lu Zhixia got on her bicycle and got familiar with the road after riding it once.

So they rode together toward the train station, and just then a train arrived and a group of people got off.

Seeing her opportunity, Lu Zhixia immediately began to shout loudly.

"Popsicles are 10 cents, cream ice cream is 25 cents, and sweet fruit is 30 cents!"

Her loud voice immediately attracted a group of people.

Xiao Wang's heart skipped a beat. He had never sold ice cream at such an expensive price before. Would anyone eat such expensive ice cream?

Profits doubled!

It was incredibly hot today. They were sweating buckets on the train, and when ice cream came on, they immediately swarmed over.

Especially those with children, quickly bring their kids over.

"I want three creamy ice creams, ice cream vendor."

"I want two sweet fruits."

"Ten popsicles, please!"

Of course, there were also dissenting voices, such as, "Honey, this ice cream is too expensive."

"The money's with me, I can buy whatever I want, or do you want me to die of heat?"

The man had no choice but to come with his wife to buy ice cream.

Some people who wanted to save money simply walked away without coming over to ask.

People eagerly handed over their money to buy ice cream.

This was the first time Xiao Wang had ever witnessed what it was like to be so busy selling popsicles that he felt like his brain couldn't keep up.

Lu Zhixia helped get the ice cream, and soon her hand was full of change.

After that group left, only two ice creams remained in the box.

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