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Chapter 49 Husband, come on (Chapter 2 is here

After the "parent-child activity" of Qiyun Kindergarten's small class, all the parents present remembered a kind of snack, also known as "Rongdou".

Later, something came out from the Mango Class. The person who invented this snack was the parent of two children in the Mango Class. Their shop specializing in selling soluble beans opened in Lin Ao Community this Friday.

After the 'parent-child activity' ended, many people were asking who this person named 'Xia Zekai' was. What made people even more curious was how he could sell freshly made snacks to a kindergarten.

I didn't find out the result, but it left a good impression. Being able to bring snacks in also proved that it was clean.

Near noon on Thursday, at the door of the "Jingtong Baking" garage shop at the north gate of Lin Ao Community, a red motorcycle three-wheeler was unloading goods, and it was Xia Zekai who picked up the goods.

"Boss Xia, there are 25 boxes of milk powder in total, 10 boxes of Somex and 15 boxes of Wyeth. Count them. If there is no problem, sign for me and I will go back to hand in the order." The master who came to deliver the goods called.

Song Jianguo, after unloading 25 boxes of milk powder in one go, sweat was already visible on his forehead.

Xia Zekai didn't pretend to be a big-tailed wolf. He counted it carefully: "Logarithms, master, thank you!"

"It's okay, call me next time if you need to." Song Jianguo said with a smile.

After saying that, he got on the motorcycle and left, leaving Xia Zekai to unload the 25 boxes of milk powder into the garage.

Then unbox it, take out the milk powder and place it on the left hand shelf.

The two-meter-long, four-story, one-meter-and-eight-meter-high shelves are all filled with milk powder, and there are still a lot of unpacked ones left on the floor.

An old lady passed by. Out of curiosity, she couldn't help but look at the sign and then at the shelves full of milk powder. She was confused and asked: "Boss, are you selling milk powder?"

This was the theoretical 'first customer'. Xia Zekai greeted him with a smile: "Auntie, no, I am making Rongdou. The raw materials are formula milk powder for children. I won't lie, they are real raw materials.

"

"The most important thing is that children like to eat it, and it also helps digestion." Xia Zekai opened his mouth and kept talking.

"Rongdou? Why does it sound familiar to me?" the old lady squinted her eyes and muttered.

Xia Zekai then said: "Auntie, do you have any children at home who go to the kindergarten across from our community?"

"Yes, my eldest grandson is there. How did you know? Do you know me?" The old lady stretched her neck and took a careful look at Xia Zekai, but she had no impression at all.

Xia Zekai shook his head: "I don't know you, but my Rongdou is now the main afternoon snack in the kindergarten. Your children must have talked about it when they went back."

"Oh, I see, it's you..." The old lady thought of something and shouted in surprise.

"Why are you selling these rongdou beans? Let me buy some!" The old lady then wanted to buy some for her eldest grandson.

Xia Zekai pointed to the empty shelves on the other side: "Auntie, I came here to pick up the goods today, and the business will officially open tomorrow. Why don't you come over tomorrow?"

"That's okay too."

After the old lady left, Xia Zekai continued to work, but from time to time someone would come over and ask him how he sold milk powder.

After all, Lin'ao community is a community with a population of 10,000 people, with thousands of households, most of which have at least one child, so the demand for 'milk powder' is huge.

Xia Zekai also explained it many times. As he explained, the rare thing "Rongdou" spread.

When I was busy with something, I felt that time passed very quickly. I glanced at my phone inadvertently and realized that it was almost three o'clock. Xia Zekai hurriedly finished the remaining work, washed his hands and closed the store door.

Now, he has to pick up Yatou and Tongtong from school.

"Dad, I did a great job today. I peed myself. I haven't peed my pants yet." The girl was a little proud and didn't need the teacher's help.

Tongtong snorted: "I also peed myself."

Even with this, the two little sisters are hopeless.

Xia Zekai touched their little heads with his hands and took them around the community for a while before going home.

In the living room, Xia Zekai, who was dicing fruit for the sisters, asked: "Tongtong, sister can count to 100, how many can you count?"

Unexpectedly, Tongtong turned her little face aside: "Huh, I can't!"

"..."

Xia Zekai was speechless, what the second brother said made sense!

He knocked the fruit knife in his hand on the table twice: "Tongtong, that won't work. You can't count. What can you do in the future? I'll teach you after dinner."

"I don't want to learn!" Tongtong said firmly.

Xia Zekai really wanted to beat her up, but then he had a plan: "If you don't learn how to pull her down, I will take my sister to sell things tomorrow without you."

"Selling something?" Tongtong was confused.

She asked: "Dad, what are you selling?"

"Well!"

One sentence stopped Xia Zekai from asking. He racked his brains and changed several explanations. The more he talked about it, the more confused Tongtong became, and in the end Xia Zekai himself was involved.

The girl next to me went to the second bedroom to push out her toy shopping cart. She asked: "Dad, am I selling eggplants, rice cakes, and tomatoes like this?"

"Yes, yes, this girl is smart." Xia Zekai did not hesitate to praise him.

Tongtong understood this time, wasn't this the game she and her sister often played?

The next moment I saw her raising her hand: "Dad, I can also sell eggs, mangoes and tomatoes for eight yuan a pound."

Xia Zekai was stunned on the spot when he saw his second son shouting out loud. This girl was also a talent. She didn't even understand how much she was selling, but she also knew how much it cost.

Could it be that he was born to do business?

When Luo Xiyun came back, she saw her husband and his two daughters playing very enthusiastically in the living room. She went over and took a look: "Zekai, what are you doing?"

"Mom, we are selling things. Dad said he would take us to sell delicious beans." Tongtong explained to her mother before her sister.

Only then did Luo Xiyun react. She gave herself a slap: "Oh, I was so busy that I forgot that your bakery will open tomorrow. Zekai, can you come over? I really can't. I'll call Mr. Qi now."

Call me and ask for leave."

"No, no, no, I can be busy, don't worry." Xia Zekai waved his hands and said confidently.

Luo Xiyun feels a little guilty. She forgot about her husband's first career start!

Friday, the sky is bright and clear, it is a good day!

Luo Xiyun specially made a hearty breakfast, and she was not in a hurry to leave this time.

Watching Xia Zekai finish the last mouthful of lean meat porridge, he warned again: "Zekai, if you are too busy, just call me and I will ask for leave and come back immediately."

"Hey, don't worry about it. Come on, or you'll be late." Xia Zekai handed the bag and car keys to his wife.

At the door, when Xia Zekai watched his wife go out, Luo Xiyun unexpectedly came back and hugged him, shouting in his ear: "Honey, come on!"

"Bah"

A red lip remained on Xia Zekai's cheek.


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