CHAPTER 207: CHAPTER 207: MAKING MONEY IN THE CITY IS REALLY EASY

Unexpectedly, the next second Dong Sheng said, "That’s also good, the more they spend, the more I earn! Although I can’t compare to them, if I work hard to make money now, my kids will definitely have a better life than theirs in the future! Oh, Sister Niu, why are you hitting me?"

"You’re already thinking about kids at such a young age? Quickly calculate how much money you made on this trip!"

In total, there were 120 popsicles. The cost price was two cents each, and Dong Sheng sold them for four cents each, making a total of 2.40 yuan.

The cost price of the ice cream was nine cents, and Dong Sheng sold it for one dime each. After giving each of the two guards one, the profit was only a little over a cent.

"There are still more buyers for popsicles than for ice cream, so tomorrow it will be 120 popsicles and 30 ice creams."

Little Dong Sheng calculated with his small head. The volume of popsicles is slightly smaller than ice cream, so with 30 ice creams, the cooler box has some space left. He plans to squeeze in two or three more popsicles to earn an extra cent.

"Are you tired?" Lin Xiang handed Dong Sheng a piece of watermelon, "Of course, I’m tired, but usually, when I play with them in the village, I’m in pretty much the same state. Playing is relaxing, but now I can make money, so I’d definitely choose to make money!"

Focusing his energy on making money, he can help his parents and save up some dowry for his sister!

"It’s really easy to make money in the city!"

Lin Xiang smiled.

It’s easy, but not that easy.

At five in the afternoon, a group of people prepared to set up their stalls, and Lin Xiang took Dong Sheng to the popsicle factory again.

"Boss, please give me another cooler box."

"Oh, did you sell out the popsicles from this morning?" The boss got up. "Do you want a big one or a small one?"

The big cooler box is two yuan more expensive than the small one, but it can hold fifty more popsicles and this money can be earned back in two or three days.

So Dong Sheng asked for the big cooler box.

He didn’t make enough money today to cover the cost of the cooler box, so Lin Xiang still had to pay upfront for him.

After buying the cooler box, Dong Sheng also asked for two hundred popsicles.

Aunt Ge mentioned yesterday’s situation. Although business was good, he was still worried about not selling out.

If he takes more in the morning, he can sell elsewhere, but if they’re not sold at night, they’ll melt by the next day.

After all, the popsicle business is Dong Sheng’s, and since he’s made up his mind, Lin Xiang naturally won’t interfere.

Lin Xiang picked up some ice cubes and joined Dong Sheng’s group, including Mrs. Lin.

Upon arrival, Fifth Uncle helped Lin Xiang set up the barbecue stall first before setting up the mala hot pot stall.

Due to Lin Xiang’s good barbecue business these days, with many people coming here every night, some smart folks have also come to set up stalls here, but it hasn’t affected Lin Xiang much.

Fifth Uncle found an open and plain spot not far from Lin Xiang to set up the mala hot pot stall.

Dong Sheng gave one of the cooler boxes to Aunt Ge, "Aunt Ge, my sister said that the popsicles at her barbecue stall are for you to sell, and I’ll sell at the mala hot pot stall. We shouldn’t interfere with each other, right?"

Aunt Ge laughed, "I believe that you’re better off handling the popsicle business, I’ll keep my hands off."

After all, it was Lin Xiang who secured this business for her brother. Although a little money could be made in one night, her beverage business wasn’t bad either, with the quantity today being half more than yesterday. If she sells out, she could easily earn five yuan in one evening and she’s quite content with that.

Aunt Ge insisted on not getting involved, so Dong Sheng had no choice but to sell the popsicles by himself.

He found a spot not far from both the mala hot pot stall and the barbecue stall, sat down, and placed the two cooler boxes in front, just waiting for customers to come and buy.

The barbecue stall already had a stable customer base, and although they didn’t buy much each time, once Lin Xiang’s stall was set up, it wouldn’t take long for people to be attracted by the smell, giving Lin Xiang a prosperous start.

Meanwhile, a lot of people also started gathering around the mala hot pot.

"What kind of thing is this mala hot pot? I’ve never heard of it before?"

"I recognize you guys, aren’t you the ones who sell spicy noodles at the big market? Why have you switched to selling mala hot pot?"

Fifth Uncle took out the explanation Lin Xiang taught him, "Mala hot pot is an upgraded version of spicy noodles. We modified it based on the food from Hu Province. ’Mala hot pot’ implies various vegetables and spicy noodles cooked together in the soup base, the taste is definitely good. Would you like to try a bowl?"

The customer cautiously asked for the price, "Is it expensive?"

"Spicy noodles are eight cents a bowl, and for each additional vegetable, it’s one extra cent. If you want ’Family Feast’ with all kinds of vegetables, it’s a dime per bowl."

Several types of vegetables were displayed at the stall: potatoes, sweet potatoes, yams, lotus root slices, Napa cabbage...

"One cent more for each added vegetable, only two extra cents for the ’Family Feast’?"

"Yes, would you like a bowl?"

"Okay, give me a bowl of ’Family Feast’!"

"Alright! Please wait a moment, there’re tables and stools at the back to rest."

Fifth Uncle cooked the noodles, and Fifth Aunt picked the vegetables, placing both vegetables and noodles into the large strainer they used for selling noodles before to cook together.

Actually, the taste of the mala hot pot was the same as the spicy noodles, as the soup base recipe hadn’t changed, but eating mala hot pot and simply eating spicy noodles had a different mouthfeel.

Gradually, a few more people came for spicy noodles, and Dong Sheng shouted loudly from not too far away, "I have popsicles here, do you want some popsicles?"

"Yes, yes, yes, give me one! This mala hot pot is delicious but really a bit too spicy!"

Dong Sheng took a popsicle over and pointed to Aunt Ge’s stall for the customers, "If it’s too spicy, you can buy iced tea or sour plum soup or mung bean soup there to neutralize the spiciness. And if you sweat a lot from eating mala hot pot, having a cold drink is like being as happy as a god!"

The way Dong Sheng pitched cold drinks was also something he learned from Lin Xiang.

Due to the addition of the mala hot pot, Lin Xiang’s barbecue stall was somewhat affected; the skewers were sold out, but there were still a few fish and quite a lot of leftover shrimp, so Lin Xiang took a moment to bring the bucket of spicy shrimp to Fifth Uncle.

"Not many people buy shrimp at my place, but at least it’s a meat dish at the mala hot pot stall."

Still sold for one cent each, however, spicy shrimp was more popular at the mala hot pot stall than at the barbecue stall.

Meanwhile, Aunt Ge’s beverage stall, influenced by the joint efforts of the barbecue stall and the mala hot pot stall, also sold out completely.

In the end, there were some leftover mung bean paste, and when someone wanted to buy it, Aunt Ge capped the bucket and said, "It’s all sold out."

"I clearly saw earlier that some was left at the bottom of the bucket."

"Those were already reserved by someone before. I’ve even collected the deposit, I’m really sorry. How about this, come earlier tomorrow, and after you finish, I’ll refill some for you for free?"

"Alright then, but make sure not to forget it tomorrow!"

"Oh, I’ve been setting up here for so long, how could I forget an account!"