Old Yuan said seriously, "If no one lends you money, how will you get a franchise?"
"Besides, we've known each other for decades, and our parents have lived here since our fathers' generation. When we asked for money, they didn't say a word and just gave us the money."
"We should know how to be grateful!"
"Why not lend a hand?"
"Stone City is so big, can you make all the money by yourself?"
The wife felt embarrassed by what Lao Yuan said, so she shrugged and stopped criticizing or interrupting.
the next day.
The neighbor indeed stood guard at the entrance of the market store.
Old Yuan invited them into the house.
Business was almost nonexistent in the morning; I only sold one cup.
The neighbor checked the time and thought, "It's already 10 o'clock, why is nobody here?"
"Old Yuan, you're telling me you can earn 200 a day with this?"
Old Yuan looked at the sun with a calm and collected expression: "Don't rush, let the sun shine for a while."
The weather is gradually getting hot and dry.
Old Yuan also started shouting: "Iced milk tea, quench your thirst and beat the heat!"
They shouted for a while.
The number of customers is increasing.
There were even customers who made a second purchase yesterday.
This milk tea is so addictive in this awful weather!
The store instantly became busy.
The neighbors stared in disbelief at the long queue outside, swallowing hard.
My goodness!
Wow, there are so many people!
A cup costs one yuan, which is practically free. Wealthy families don't care if a cup costs three yuan!
As long as it tastes good, that's all that matters.
While his wife collected the money, Lao Yuan and his neighbor made milk tea inside the house.
I was busy until 3 p.m. before I could finally eat a bite of food.
The neighbor, starving and seeing stars, asked between bites, "Hey, how much money did you make today?"
The wife tilted her head and replied, "I haven't counted it. It should be a little more than yesterday."
The neighbor was shocked for a moment, then asked, "What will you do in winter? It'll be hard to sell if it's all ice."
Old Yuan laughed heartily: "Let me tell you, milk tea is meant to be served hot! It sells even better in winter than in summer! That's for sure, that's what headquarters told me."
"Holy crap!" the neighbor exclaimed in utter shock. "They work year-round!"
"It may decline during the transition from spring to summer, which is also the headquarters' prediction."
"That's ridiculously strong." The neighbor wolfed down a mouthful of rice, clapped his hands, and said, "Well, I'm not eating anymore. I need to talk to my husband about something. I'll come to your place tonight."
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