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442 Good Face

Usually, they would never get a chance to eat food like these.

Li Qingshu’s mother and Jinshan’s 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, “Hehe, Sifu, from now on, I’ll work for you as much as you want me to. This life is too beautiful to let go.”

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.

“I’ve already told you this morning that if you don’t sell popsicles properly and slack off, then I won’t let you do it anymore.” Xue Sifu laughed.

“I didn’t slack off. I was the one who sold the most popsicles! Today, I probably made twenty coins!” Xue Dagui chuckled and took another big bite of his meat bun.

The other two people who hadn’t sold enough were quite envious. They laughed and said, “We’ve obviously learned a lot from you, but we still somehow can’t sell as much as you. It’s strange.”

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 didn’t say it out loud. Instead, he smiled at the two people who hadn’t sold enough, “As long as you sell well, it’ll still profit everyone. Even if you didn’t sell enough, it wasn’t that far off anyway.”

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 Dagui’s 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.

“Three hundred should still be possible,” 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, “Sifu, why don’t you let me sell popsicles too? I’d liek to give it a try too.”

“If you’re better at selling popsicles than Xue Dagui, I’ll replace you and let Xue Dagui cut the ice.” Xue Sifu laughed. He couldn’t joke about this with the other two popsicle sellers. Xue Dagui was family, so he didn’t 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 Dagui’s grit as well. They looked at him and saw that he didn’t 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. “I definitely can’t beat that man, so let’s forget it.” He was thin-skinned. It was actually better to chisel the ice silently.

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