Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old

   Chapter 442 Good Face

   They have never eaten such refined grains several times.

  Li Qingshu's mother and He Jinshan's mother thought it was a good thing like steamed buns, and they were too embarrassed to eat them at first, but Xue Sihu forced them to give them two meat buns and let them eat them.

  Xue Yan had already eaten a bowl of cold rice noodles, and he was not hungry, so he only ate half a steamed bun.

  Jiang Yue ate a big meat bun and stopped eating it.

   Xue Dagui had a big meat bun in his left hand and a big steamed bun in his right. He ate a big mouthful and salivated: "Hey, Sihu, the fourth uncle will do it with you in the future. It's a beautiful day."

   Usually he is lazy and always eats leftovers, and the food he cooks is not delicious. Anyway, it is enough to fill his stomach.

   Today, he really feels beautiful.

  Xue Sihu said with a smile: "Anyway, I told you the ugly thing in the morning. When you sell popsicles, if you don't sell them well, and you are lazy, then I won't let you do it."

"I'm not slacking off, I sell the most popsicles! Today, with my fifteen cents, I can earn twenty cents. Twenty cents, hehe." Xue Dagui laughed twice, and bit again Big mouth meat buns.

   The other two people who haven't sold enough are quite envious, and said with a smile: "Obviously we have also learned from Uncle Dagui, but it is strange that we can't sell as much as Uncle Dagui."

  Jiang Yue and Xue Yan both felt that it would be difficult to learn everything like their fourth uncle did.

First, their fourth uncle was born like this, and it was impossible for others to learn it all; second, their fourth uncle actually had a good face, and a good-looking person would always be able to occupy some when selling things. cheap.

Xue Sihu naturally knew this, but he didn't say it. Instead, he smiled with the two people who had not sold enough, "As long as you sell well, you can sell enough. Even if you don't sell enough, it's fine. How many."

He originally thought that it would be enough if one person could sell more than 200 sticks, and it was worth the fifteen cents a day he gave him, and as long as he was shouting on the street, this popsicle could easily sell so many sticks, but Because his fourth uncle's performance today was too good, he only set a 300 sticks there, wanting his fourth uncle to rush again.

   also let these two rush to see where their limits are.

   The two of them laughed and said, "Three hundred pieces should still be possible." That is, they also wanted to earn more. As long as there were more than three hundred pieces, every twenty more pieces sold would be worth a penny.

There were two men who were chiseling the ice, and one of them had already been replaced to eat. The man who was eating said with a smile, "Four Tigers, why don't you let me sell popsicles too? It makes me feel greedy. "

   "If you can be better than my fourth uncle selling popsicles, I'll replace you now to sell popsicles, and let my fourth uncle chisel ice." Xue Sihu laughed. It's also not easy to make fun of the other two popsicle sellers, just take his fourth uncle as an example.

   Anyway, no matter what other people say, his fourth uncle will not care, just like he is heartless.

   To be honest, he still admires his fourth uncle.

  Jiang Yue and Xue Yan also admired their fourth uncle on this point. The two looked at their fourth uncle in unison, and sure enough, they saw that their fourth uncle didn't take it to heart at all, but just laughed.

   I guess they also know what their fourth brother said, just joking.

   But this man was shocked, and immediately dismissed the thought of wanting to sell popsicles: "Uncle I'm sure I can't compare, let's forget it." He was thin-skinned. Chiseling ice silently is actually quite good.

   (end of this chapter)