Chapter 442 - 442 Good Face
Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old
442 Good Face
Usually, they would never get a chance to eat food like these.
Li Qingshuâs mother and Jinshanâs mother felt bad for eating their fill. They only ate it after Xue Sifu forced them to eat the meat buns and told them to eat as much as they wanted.
Xue Yan had already eaten a bowl of cold rice noodles, so he only ate half a steamed bun.
Jiang Yue, on the other hand, ate a big meat bun and stopped eating only after she was full.
Xue Dagui had a big meat bun in his left hand and another big bun in his right. He took a big bite and said with a salivating face, âHehe, Sifu, from now on, Iâll work for you as much as you want me to. This life is too beautiful to let go.â
At home, he rarely ate the leftovers, and the food he cooked was not delicious. He only ever ate enough as long as it could fill his stomach.
He really felt that today was a beautiful day.
âIâve already told you this morning that if you donât sell popsicles properly and slack off, then I wonât let you do it anymore.â Xue Sifu laughed.
âI didnât slack off. I was the one who sold the most popsicles! Today, I probably made twenty coins!â Xue Dagui chuckled and took another big bite of his meat bun.
The other two people who hadnât sold enough were quite envious. They laughed and said, âWeâve obviously learned a lot from you, but we still somehow canât sell as much as you. Itâs strange.â
Jiang Yue and Xue Xiao both felt that it would be difficult to learn everything like Xue Dagui did.
Firstly, Xue Dagui was born shameless, and it would be impossible for others to learn something that came naturally to him. Secondly, Xue Dagui was actually a good-looking man. Good-looking people could always get some advantages when they sold things.
Xue Sifu naturally knew about this, but he didnât say it out loud. Instead, he smiled at the two people who hadnât sold enough, âAs long as you sell well, itâll still profit everyone. Even if you didnât sell enough, it wasnât that far off anyway.â
He had originally thought that it would be good enough if each person could sell more than 200 popsicles. It would be worth the 15 coins he gave a day. As long as they promoted well on the street, it would be easy to sell that many popsicles. However, because Xue Daguiâs performance today was too outstanding, he had set a 300 popsicle limit and hoped that Xue Dagui would be motivated enough to increase the sales.
He wanted to let the two of them race forward and see where their limits were.
âThree hundred should still be possible,â the two men laughed. Even they wanted to earn more to prove themselves that they were working just as hard as Dagui. As long as they had more than 300 sticks sold, they could earn an extra coin for every extra 20 sticks.
There were two men chiseling the ice, and one of them had been replaced to have their lunch. The man who was eating smiled and said, âSifu, why donât you let me sell popsicles too? Iâd liek to give it a try too.â
âIf youâre better at selling popsicles than Xue Dagui, Iâll replace you and let Xue Dagui cut the ice.â Xue Sifu laughed. He couldnât joke about this with the other two popsicle sellers. Xue Dagui was family, so he didnât mind.
In any case, Xue Dagui would not care about what others said. It was as if he had no heart.
To be honest, he admired Xue Dagui for this.
Jiang Yue and Xue Yan admired Xue Daguiâs grit as well. They looked at him and saw that he didnât take it to heart and just laughed along.
He probably knew that Sifu was just joking.
However, the man shivered and immediately dispelled the idea of selling popsicles. âI definitely canât beat that man, so letâs forget it.â He was thin-skinned. It was actually better to chisel the ice silently.