cry!The seven brothers and the rough man are all vying to spoil me

Song Tianrui's fruit tea was sold out just after noon.

Many people who didn't get the drink have repeatedly confirmed when they will open the stall tomorrow.

"The sale will start at [-]:[-] pm." Song Mengya said loudly, "Everyone can come and line up a little earlier."

A middle-aged man in the crowd yelled in displeasure, "What? Come here early to line up? What are you doing? It's just a cup of fruit tea, what's the matter?"

Many people around nodded.

Another yelled, "Can't you prepare more? It's so expensive, we've been queuing for half a day and haven't had a drink yet. What the hell!"

"That's right, that's right, do you want to make money?"

The weather was already hot, and everyone began to chime in irritably.

Song Mengya and Song Tianrui didn't take it seriously, and didn't take everyone's words to heart.

In the 21st century, they have seen too many Internet celebrity economic cases, and their fruit tea spot is now the first Internet celebrity spot born in Fuyang Town.

Song Mengya believed that there would only be more guests coming here tomorrow.

The crowd yelled for a while, and seeing that everyone had closed their stalls, they had no choice but to leave in twos and threes.

"It's amazing, it's really amazing." The uncle of the sugar seller couldn't help being amazed.

The few people just now were screaming and looking for trouble. He thought that Song Mengya and Song Tianrui would be angry when they were young, but he didn't expect the expressions of the two to be calmer than the other.

He immediately felt that the two brothers and sisters were not ordinary people.

"Brother, you can go back with Tim Shu and Tiantian." Song Mengya hasn't opened yet, so she can't just leave like this.

"You..." Song Tianrui felt that his words were too slow, but he still gestured quickly, "Shall we go back together?"

"No, I'll wait a little longer, you go back first." Song Mengya watched the few people leave, and then returned to her place.

Although the fruit tea stand was closed, people who came late still came to ask.

One will come later, "Excuse me, is there a stall selling iced fruit tea here? Is the stall closed?"

Song Mengya nodded, "Come again tomorrow."

After a while, another one came, "Do you know where that iced fruit tea stand is?"

Song Mengya waved his hand, "The stall has been closed, come back tomorrow at Sishi."

The uncle couldn't help laughing while watching, "I said, girl, you should go back too. If anyone comes to ask again, I'll tell them for you."

"Uncle, this is my main business," Song Mengya pointed to the vertical banner beside him, "I don't want to lose it."

The uncle shook his head, "Why bother? If I were you, I would sell fruit tea with your brother, and how fast I would make money."

He lowered his voice, "Is there such a number this morning?"

As he spoke, he stretched out two fingers, apparently referring to two hundred copper coins.

"Almost." Song Mengya reckoned that he sold more than [-] bowls, and after throwing away the capital, he reckoned that he would make a net profit of [-] Wen.

The main water is dug in the well, the fruit is picked from the Tiger Mountain, and the saltpeter is also dug and can be recycled...

After thinking about it carefully, she realized that the few benches she bought cost money.

Who wouldn't be jealous of this business?

The uncle became even more jealous, and moved a small bench to sit next to Song Mengya, "Girl, uncle, tell you, your fruit tea is too strong, add more water, and you can double the profit, how good?"

"Then how?" Song Mengya shook his head.

Buying fruit tea is a small business now, and to put it bluntly, it is to gain reputation. Song Tianrui will open a restaurant in the future, so he can't ruin his reputation.

Song Mengya saw that the uncle still wanted to persuade himself, and his attitude was very firm, "Uncle, we pay attention to integrity in business, and besides, bad taste will definitely affect the business. This kind of risk cannot be taken."

"Integrity?" The uncle looked at Song Mengya's vertical flag, and went back with the small bench.

A girl who lied to her once and told him to be honest?He felt that there was nothing more to say.

Song Mengya didn't explain, she was waiting for someone.

At this moment, several people came to ask about fruit tea, and it was obvious how the business would look like tomorrow.

Song Mengya was also happy for Seventh Brother. She looked not far away, and saw a girl in a pink dress running in a hurry, followed by a little girl.

"It's business!" Song Mengya immediately sat upright!

The uncle looked over curiously when he heard Song Mengya's words.

I saw that the girl in the pink dress stopped in front of Song Mengya's booth, and said in a delicate and weak voice, "Little sister, do you sell fruit tea with ice cubes here?"

"Pfft!" Asking about Guocha again, the uncle couldn't help laughing.

"Yes, the stalls are sold out today, so come back tomorrow when it's time." Song Mengya replied with a smile.

"Okay." The girl was obviously a little disappointed.

The girl behind her comforted softly, "Miss, let's come early tomorrow, we will definitely be able to buy it."

The girl nodded, looking listless, she turned around and was about to leave.

"Miss," Song Mengya said again, "I see your face is peachy, do you want to count it as a marriage?"

When the girl heard Song Mengya's words, she turned her head instantly, her tender eyes lit up, "Are you considered a marriage?"

"Yes." Song Mengya pointed to the vertical banner, "Twelve times, no money."

As soon as the girl heard that it was twelve taels, she immediately pulled the girl away, "Miss, these are all liars, let's go, once at twelve taels, it's too dark."

The girl stood still, looking at Song Mengya's calm eyes, she was a little moved.

"Girl, if you want to see the marriage, can Zhui'er accompany you to Jinshan Temple tomorrow?" It turns out that the girl's name is Zhui'er.

The girl whispered, "It takes ten taels of silver to go to Jinshan Temple to get some monks."

"But that's much more reliable than here." Zhui'er gave Song Mengya a dissatisfied look, "Come on, miss, this little girl is a liar."

As she spoke, she forcibly pulled the girl away.

The uncle saw that the business that was going to be completed was pulled down like this, "I said girl, you are too good at cheating... you are too good at doing business."

The uncle shook his head, "Just now that young lady made it clear that she is a rich owner, and she was moved. If you just say a few words and coax her, she will definitely pay for it."

Unexpectedly, Song Mengya immediately started closing the stall, "Okay, uncle, I'm going back too, see you tomorrow."

The uncle was dumbfounded. He felt that Song Mengya insisted on not leaving just because he was waiting for this girl, but the deal was not completed yet?

He couldn't understand it.

Song Mengya chuckled, "Don't worry, I can't run away."

The uncle frowned, still unable to believe Song Mengya's words, but he always felt that this girl was a bit evil.

Song Mengya packed up his things and bought another candy figurine.

She looked at the uncle's eyebrows and suddenly smiled, "Uncle, the old lady likes the peaches you bought yesterday, so let's buy some more today."

After speaking, he took his things and left.

The uncle stood up in shock. How did the girl know that he bought peaches yesterday?How does she know that the old lady likes to eat?

Could it be... is she really capable?