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Chapter 116 Imitation Refrigerated Porridge

At 8:00, Shi Chunlai still did not open.

His mother couldn't sit still.

"Son, we don't have a sign here. No one knows what you are doing while sitting. Why don't you stand at the door and shout?"

Shi Chunlai glared at him.

"Screaming? How embarrassing? Why don't you shout? We are a joint venture, and you are also the boss..."

When he said this, his mother opened her mouth and felt that she could not refute it.

At 8:20, the crowds in the town gradually began to become scarce.

"Son, why don't we... let's reduce the price and deal with it cheaply. If we don't sell it, no one will come."

"Reduce the price? Isn't that slap me in the face?"

Shi Chunlai glared at him again.

At 8:30, he slapped himself in the face and stood at the door to start actively attracting business.

"White porridge, the freshly cooked white porridge, the original price is 5 yuan, but now it only costs 4 yuan5 yuan!"

At this time, a boss from another place came over and sneered and complained.

"Yeah, the 5 yuan has been reduced to 4.5 yuan? This price has been reduced so harshly!!!"

The people following him all laughed. Shi Chunlai's face became hot and he quickly went back to his shop.

At 8:50, most of the shops on the street were closed. There were no students sleeping on the street tonight, but the streets also made it even more empty.

"Son, why don't we close the door too, I've said that this business is not easy to do..."

"Dad, you have long hair and short knowledge. Didn't you see Ma Tianyao opposite you? The little girl who is only eighteen years old, there are so many people every day..."

"There is a good business, so that's fate..."

"Bad, don't she sell white porridge too? Is her white porridge made of gold? Isn't it just added honey? Let's add it too!!!"

After saying that, Shi Chunlai's eyes suddenly widened, and he laughed and patted his thighs with excitement.

"Hahaha, yes, why didn't I remember it? This honey is just a gimmick, we can add it too! Mom, do we still have honey at home?"

"No...no..."

"It's gone? Why don't you buy it now!!!"

After shouting, he glared at him again, his mother sighed and got up to buy honey.

Taking advantage of this, Old Man Shi opened his mouth and wanted to persuade his son, but before he could speak, his precious son had already picked up the pot and poured a pot of white porridge into the sewer outside.

"Oh... I'm suffering, son, this..."

Shi Chunlai turned his head and glared at his father, scolding him.

"What are you suffering? Who will eat it if you don't pour it? Otherwise, you will eat all these pots? It's so unlucky with you. I think it's probably because you stay in my store and you don't have any business. Why are you still standing stupidly? Help us pour it out quickly and then add honey when my mother comes back."

The next morning, Shi Chunlai was woken up by the alarm bell. When he got up, he saw his parents standing next to the pot. He quickly asked how it was.

"Has it succeeded?"

Old Man Shi nodded.

"It's almost the same, I think the taste is OK."

He was overjoyed, and then stood at the door and shouted at the person who was having breakfast outside.

"Cold porridge, five yuan cold porridge..."

After his voice, he stopped all the customers who were originally going to go to Ma Tianyao's shop!

A middle-aged man immediately turned around and came to Shi Chunlai's shop.

"You have cold porridge?"

"Haha, of course! It's not only her who can do it."

"Five dollars a bowl?"

"Well, the girl on the opposite side has a very dark heart, I will sell her five dollars!"

"Okay, give me a bowl first..."

"Okay!"

Shi Chunlai was overjoyed. The first order business was successful. He didn't expect it to be so easy, so he couldn't help but give the big brother a little more.

result……

"Hmm? Why is your cold porridge hot? Still so hot?"

"Oh, I've just got out of the pot and it's not cold yet. When it's cold, it's the same as hers."

The elder brother said oh, thinking something was wrong, and then took a bite with a spoon, and Shi Chunlai stood beside him and looked at him with a smile.

"puff……"

The eldest brother vomited...

He spitted Shi Chunlai's face directly!

"I, Cao, are you cold porridge? Is it sure it's not pig food? What's the point!!!"

The eldest brother got up and left. Shi Chunlai wiped his face clean and chased him out, but he didn't know where he was going.

Then the second fooled guest came in.

"Puff, is this cold porridge? Damn, I don't lie to me if I study less!"

Then there is the third guest...

"Come on, I'll give you ten dollars, you can finish this bowl of porridge!!!"

...

In the morning, he fooled more than a dozen guests, and more than ten people spit on his face. Shi Chunlai almost got furious. He tasted the porridge himself and vomited on the spot.

He pointed at his parents and scolded!

"Two wastes, can't even cook porridge early in the morning? This is what you told me that I succeeded? You can try it yourself!"

Old Man Shi looked down at his wife, sighed, and his wife frowned and muttered.

"Son, mainly because we have never eaten the cold porridge opposite, and I really don't know how they make it. I thought... just add honey in it... Otherwise... you buy us a try, I promise I can make it the same as hers!"

"Buy cold porridge? I..."

Shi Chunlai was about to scold him, but suddenly he remembered someone and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, you guys look at the store, I'll go find someone!"

"Hey, Chunlai, who are you going to find..."

Old Man Shi shouted from behind, but his son had already walked out of the store.

If you want to say that the only thing that has not changed in the past few days is probably the only local beggars. They are still huddled in a pile of rags, begging for money every day with tattered bowls of rice.

At this moment, Shi Chunlai stood outside with his nose pinched his nose. What he was looking for was his elementary school classmate...

After eight o'clock, the students all went to school, and there were a lot fewer customers in Ma Tianyao's shop. Most of the remaining people who had just gotten up were out of town guests.

After two days of familiarity, these people already knew about the cold porridge here. There were basically no one in other stores, but their family was still queuing up.

Just as Ma Tianyao was busy making porridge, seven or eight beggars walked to the end of the line with a bowl of hippie smile. They were smelly. As soon as they came to line up, the guests in front basically ran away with their noses.

Soon, the seven or eight beggars lined up at the front.

Shi Xiaoxiao was stunned, then scratched the back of her head and screamed.

“Five…5…502?”

The beggar at the front almost vomited blood and spoke angrily to correct the situation.

"My name is Wu Lingling! It's not Wuling2!!! Not double-sided tape!!!"

Ma Tianyao heard it inside and ran out.

"Five-02? Why are you coming again? Still wanting to fight? Or let us pay you a protection fee?"

"I'll say it again, my name is Wu Lingling!!!"

Wu Lingling was the beggar who had troubled Ma Tianyao at the time. He was hired by Shi Chunlai to spend money and came to cause trouble for Ma Tianyao again.

"Okay, Wu02, what are you doing this time?"
Chapter completed!
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