"Give me two portions of purple rice and one portion of glutinous rice."
"Okay~"
"how much is the total?"
"8 yuan for purple rice and 7 yuan for glutinous rice! A total of 23 yuan!"
"..."
Many people bought it and then stood next to the stall and took a few bites. They found it tasted so good that they quickly queued up and bought a few more portions.
This made the viewers who had not set off yet but were still watching the live broadcast anxious, and started heading to their destination one after another.
"It's delicious! You two are so amazing. You can make something different every day."
After receiving praise from the customer, Lin Jiayi couldn't help but raise her chin proudly: "It's all Aqi's fault! I'm just helping him, as long as you like it, little sister."
Lin Jiayi and Song Siqi focus on one talking and the other working.
Don't look at Song Siqi like this, she is a completely social phobic person.
When a customer greets her, she doesn't know how to respond.
In just one morning, the two pots of purple rice and glutinous rice that were brought out were sold out, and even the last customers of the mung bean soup were not spared.
They probably didn't expect that they would like to eat food made by two children of a few years old so much.
The remaining pot of purple rice was also sold a little.
"How much money did we make today?" Lin Jiayi turned to look at Song Siqi who was counting the money and asked.
Song Siqi lowered her head and counted the money seriously. She didn't raise her head until she counted the last one, with a little light shining in her eyes: "I made a total of 734! I feel like I can make 1,000 yuan today!"
And the most important thing is that they only spent less than 400 yuan on buying materials today, and they have already made a net profit of more than 300 yuan in one morning. This is not much easier to sell than the hot milk baby yesterday.
"We've made a lot of money, but we're running out of wrapping paper boxes. I don't seem to have seen those young ladies today. What should I do?"
I heard the conversation between the two Zaizai.
Ye Mingchen raised his head: "Are you looking for where to buy disposable packaging boxes?"
"Yes, brother, do you know where it is?" The two Zaizai's eyes fell on him together, "Our packaging boxes are about to run out. If we don't buy them, we won't have anything to pack in the afternoon."
【Hahahaha! It doesn’t matter, I’ll bring the bowl to fill it myself!】
【Hahahaha! You are really a talent!】
[I think it makes sense. It can also save Jiajia some money. I don’t mind bringing my own bowl to fill it up.]
Ye Mingchen drew a rough picture for them and roughly marked the location of the store.
In fact, it's not too far from this place, you can reach it just by turning a corner, and it's not difficult to find it.
The two Zaizai took the sketch map and found the store smoothly.
This store looks like it belongs to that kind of boutique store.
Inside are a variety of exquisite packaging boxes and bags.
Lin Jiayi found the packaging box they used today and took a look inside.
It doesn't seem too expensive.
One hundred packaging boxes only cost over 30 yuan.
The two of them bought 150 packaging boxes and spoons.
Because they only sell purple rice in the afternoon, and the glutinous rice has been sold out.
This exceeded their expectations.
Because I thought glutinous rice would be harder to sell.
But I didn't expect it to be sold out.
At noon, they stayed at their stalls to eat, not wanting to run back and forth.
After the meal, it’s time to set up stalls again.
Today's items were sold out smoothly, faster than yesterday, which is really surprising.
Jiang Shixin and the others did not come today, maybe they have already gone back.
Lin Jiayi had no choice but to borrow Ye Mingchen's mobile phone to study what to do tomorrow.
Suddenly, a message popped out.
Lin Jiayi's finger didn't stop the car and happened to click on the message.
Old man: When you come back in the evening, I will bring you the red bean dumplings that Aunt Jiang wants to eat.
Lin Jiayi ran over and handed the phone to Ye Mingchen: "Brother, I accidentally clicked on your message."
Ye Mingchen didn't say anything, but he texted "Yeah" on his phone, and then gave the phone to Lin Jiayi again.
Lin Jiayi quietly observed his expression and felt that he seemed to be in a bad mood.
"Brother, the old man you mentioned is not your father, right?" Lin Jiayi asked tentatively.
Ye Mingchen glanced at her and nodded without concealment.
Why did his father ask him to bring red bean dumplings to an aunt?
"Very curious?" When Ye Mingchen looked at her again, he happened to catch her thinking expression.
Not waiting for Lin Jiayi to answer.
Ye Mingchen said: "There's nothing to be curious about. My parents divorced and remarried each other."
What he said was gentle and calm.
He doesn't seem to care about this kind of thing at all.
Only people with the same ideals can understand how the children born by their parents will feel when their parents divorce and then remarry.
Both sides are not loved, and they are like outsiders in the middle. Seeing each other forming their own sweet families, they can't fit in at all.
When parents divorce, children are the most pitiful.
No wonder he comes to the store so early every day. He probably feels like a stranger at home, so he doesn't want to stay in that home for a long time.
The scene was silent for a while.
Ye Mingchen glanced at Lin Jiayi again, and added: "The woman my father married is now pregnant. I used to reject this child, but as time goes by, I will realize that rejection is useless, and..."
As he said that, he looked at her deeply.
He now feels that it would be good to have a child at home.
Anyway, with or without that child, he is alone...
Lin Jiayi was silent for a moment before speaking: "Brother, don't think about those bad things. Focus on the life in front of you is the most important thing."
After hearing her words, Ye Mingchen was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he felt confused about whether to laugh or cry.
He didn't expect that he would be comforted by a child.
She was serious when she said this, as if she really wanted to comfort him.
Ye Mingchen did not refute, but responded and continued to do what he was doing.
[I feel a little sorry for this little brother now. He has his own new family on both sides. He must feel that he has been left behind. He has no home on both sides. No wonder he came so early in the morning. 】
[It’s so pitiful, so the children are actually hurt the most when their parents divorce. Some parents are just too irresponsible.]
[That’s right, how much trauma this will cause to the child’s soul.]
[Only single-parent families can understand the suffering of single-parent families, others cannot empathize with it.]
The two Zaizai watched the video for a long time before finally deciding to make taro paste and mochi balls tomorrow.
The two of them wrote down the things they wanted to buy from the video, then returned the phone to Ye Mingchen, took the trolley that Ye Mingchen had prepared for them, and headed towards the mall.