"Just give it a try. If it succeeds, great. If it doesn't, there's no loss." Xu An whispered in my ear like a devil, every word he spoke was full of temptation.
Xu An placed his hand on Xu Heping's shoulder, gently guiding him.
"If they all accept the pre-sale model, you can simply bring the boxed lunch over, drop it off, and leave. You won't need to wait there every day for people to come and buy it."
Back then, you could go back to the village and play marbles with the other children, climb trees on the mountain, and catch fish in the river.
You can lie in a rocking chair, enjoy the gentle breeze from the fan, and happily play on your phone without anyone bothering you.
Every word Xu An uttered painted a peaceful and tranquil picture in Xu Heping's mind, which made him think of many other things.
Why don't you give it a try?
The next day, Xu Heping arrived at the entrance of the Zijing Garden construction site with thirty boxed meals, a notebook, and a pen.
Perhaps because the boxed meals sold out so quickly yesterday, a large group of workers came out as early as 11 a.m. today.
Xu Heping noticed that the workers in front of him didn't immediately take out their boxed lunches, but instead took out banknotes, and cleared his throat.
"Dear brothers, sisters, folks, and fellow villagers, due to the surge in sales these days, we couldn't estimate exactly how many boxed meals we should prepare, resulting in many people being unable to buy or eat our boxed meals."
So we came up with a solution: a pre-sale system!
If you want to buy boxed lunches again tomorrow, come here to register and pay. We'll then reserve a special boxed lunch for you, so you'll never have to worry about not being able to buy one again.
The scene was just as Xu Heping had imagined, falling into extreme calm.
Even those who had been clamoring about why the stalls weren't open yet while he was speaking fell silent.
Xu Heping could completely understand what their eyes and expressions were trying to convey.
Are you out of your mind, you idiot?
Are you trying to scam us out of our money?
No way!
Cough cough.
After two light coughs to ease the awkwardness, Xu Heping slowly lowered his raised hands.
"Order me one."
The person speaking was Xu Dongliang, who was on his way home for lunch. He happened to pass by and saw the awkward atmosphere.
Since they were all family, they didn't want to embarrass Xu Heping, so they came to his rescue.
Xu Heping looked at Uncle Dongliang, his eyes filled with tears.
Uncle! You really are my uncle!
With Xu Dongliang breaking the ice, the other workers also responded in some way.
"So, will you still be setting up your stall tomorrow?"
"put!"
"I live close to the entrance, so I can just come and buy it directly without any reservations."
The worker smiled, picked up a boxed lunch, paid, and left.
Other workers followed suit and bought boxed lunches, and many of them talked about it as a topic of conversation.
But they all agreed that the lunchbox stall was probably just greedy for money.
In the end, all thirty boxed meals were sold out, but only four people registered to reserve boxed meals for tomorrow.
Hey, I told you it wouldn't work, but Anzi didn't believe me.
Xu Heping put the notebook back in the box, found a shady spot, picked a leaf, put it in his mouth, and happily played on his phone with his legs crossed.
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