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    Farewell Town is a small river and lake, and Mr. Hickson is the star of this small river and lake¡¯s eating and drinking circle.

    His appeal is huge. After he praised the dumplings, almost all the parents watching would buy one to try.

    Although Canadians and Americans are neighbors, their personalities are almost opposite. Americans love adventure and pioneering, while Canadians are much more conservative. This is one of the reasons why parents were curious but did not buy dumplings just now.

    After Father Hickson¡¯s review, a line of people lined up in front of the small tent to buy. Powell threw away the promotional sign and started to help Gordon pack the dumplings. Michelle quickly made the dumplings, and Shirley settled the accounts. The four children were busy  There were beads of sweat on my nose.

    Qin Shiou quietly left midway, and the four children did not try to force him to stay this time. This made Qin Shiou quite pleased. He felt that this kind of activity carried out by Canadian schools really had merit, at least it provided training for the four Powells.  It's immediate.

    The summer sun was a little hot. Qin Shiou walked around and saw that Hughes' son had built a small cold drink machine, so he walked over and asked, "Man, what do you have here?"

    Little Hughes has the same smooth blond hair as his father. He is in the third grade this year and has a cheerful personality. Seeing the sweat on Qin Shiou's face, he said firmly: "Sir, you are very hot now, right? I have it here.  Iced coffee and iced orange juice, but I think you would have a snow ice, a yogurt snow ice, a milk tea snow ice, or a coffee snow ice, which is the best way to beat the heat.¡±

    Qin Shiou smiled and said, "Okay, then four cups of milk tea and snow ice and one cup of coffee and snow ice."

    Little Hughes was busy in front of the ice machine quickly, his little hands were busy very fast, and there was a helper, maybe his classmate. The two of them worked together and made five cups of snow ice in a while.

    Canada¡¯s snow ice is a very popular smoothie in China. Finely chopped ice and snow are blended with juice. It has a delicious color, cool and sweet taste, pure fruity taste and delicate taste.

    "Twelve and a half dollars, sir." Little Hughes stretched out his hand and smiled slyly.

    Qin Shiou paid the bill happily and asked, "I asked, why did you guess that I would drink snow ice?"

    Little Hughes put away the receipt, shrugged and said: "I'm not guessing, I'm trying to induce you to make this choice. Ordinary cold drinks only cost one yuan, and snow ice costs two and a half yuan, so I will be the first to tell you that you want to buy snow ice."  "

    Qin Shiou gave him a blow and said with a smile: "When you grow up, you will become a profiteer like your father."

    Hughes walked back from playing with a Rubik's Cube, and happened to hear Qin Shiou's words. He laughed and cursed: "Qin, if you slander me behind my back, God will punish you."

    With that said, he gave the Rubik's Cube to the child next to little Hughes and said, "This is a Rubik's Cube handmade by a sea monster. It's great. Chris, go and play."

    When Qin Shiou went back, he didn't prepare many dumplings. He walked around outside and almost sold them.

    "Come on, kids, have a cold drink." Qin Shiou distributed the snow ice to four people, and he took a sip. The delicate ice and snow mixed with the juice entered his stomach, cooling him to the bone. The effect of dispelling summer heat was indeed very good.

    Shirley didn't care about drinking the snow ice. She neatly stacked all the receipts, looked at Qin Shiou with some excitement and said, "This is what we have earned, Qin, we have earned money."

    Qin Shiou went up to hug her and kissed her forehead, then rubbed the heads of the other three little guys, and said: "Yes, this is the money you earned. It's great. When I was your age, I still  He only knows how to fight."

    ¡°We¡¯re good at fighting, too.¡± Gordon immediately answered.

    Qin Shiou raised the snow ice and said, "But fighting is not allowed. Come on, kids, have a drink. This snow ice tastes great. I have never had such a delicious drink. It is simply delicious on earth."

    Hughes was also wandering around, and it was Qin Shiou who said this when he saw him approaching.

    Sure enough, Hughes was overjoyed to hear what he said and shouted: "Qin, I forgive you for slandering me just now."

    This activity lasted until eleven o'clock, the temperature gradually rose, the children had enough fun, and there were almost enough things to sell, so the activity began to come to an end.

    Qin Shiou and Ivoson dismantled the tent, Shirley settled the accounts, and the other children cleaned up the kitchen utensils and toilet.

    After packing up, Qin Shiou found that Shirley was still counting the receipts over and over again. He said, "Just count it once. Shirley, go change the money."

    SnowHe raised his little face nervously and said anxiously: "No, Qin, the money I charged was wrong. We prepared a total of 800 dumplings and they were all sold out, but I only have 92 yuan here"

    "Is there money missing? How much money is missing?" Gordon became even more anxious and said dissatisfied, "Why don't you collect the money? God, is collecting money more difficult than packing dumplings?"

    Powell was more cautious and said: "Gordon, shut up, you can't blame Shirley for this, do you understand?"

    Gordon shouted dissatisfied: "But it's a lot less money" He counted it on his fingers and said firmly, "Eight hundred dumplings are 200 yuan, only 92 yuan, so this is less, less  Ten yuan!"

    Qin Shiou suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. How was this account calculated?  Gordon is considered capable, but not right at all!

    But the most important thing at the moment is not to laugh at Gordon. Being accused like this by the little guy, Shirley's eye circles suddenly turned red. She clutched the receipt tightly with her little hands and started to shed tears.

    When Qin Shiou saw that something was going to happen, he squatted in front of her and said with a smile: "Hey, you didn't take the wrong money. When you didn't see it just now, I took away eight yuan. The cup of snow ice you drank was bought by me.  So I want to collect money from you, look, it¡¯s two yuan a cup, isn¡¯t that just right?¡±

    This is the only reason he can think of.

    "But didn't we sell it for 200 yuan? This is only 100 yuan." Shirley asked sobbing while wiping her tears with the back of her hand.

    Qin Shiou was speechless. You are in fourth grade. How can you still get this kind of arithmetic problem wrong?  !

    He had no choice but to do arithmetic for the four little ones, and finally even used the calculator on his mobile phone. Only then did the four children suddenly realize, but in this way, their attention was diverted from the missing eight dollars.

    The children became happy again. Qin Shiou accompanied them to change money, but only exchanged 88 yuan. At Qin Shiou's suggestion, each of them left a campus receipt, took photos, receipts and printed them at the same time.  Put the photos together.

    Presumably many years later, when they look back at this photo and receipt, they will have a different feeling, right?

    On the way back, the four children were extremely excited. They each held their own photos, receipts and the money they received and chatted non-stop.

    Qin Shiou's heart moved and he said, "Children, have you ever thought that selling dumplings can be developed into a business? How about you make dumplings on weekends and sell them in the town?"

    "Is it okay?" the four children asked almost in unison.

    Qin Shiou turned the steering wheel and said with a smile: "Of course, the dumplings you made taste great. There are still many people who regret not eating them today. If you sell them on the streets, the business will be very good."

    He has always wanted to cultivate optimistic, generous and cheerful characters in his children. Maybe it would be a good idea to do business on the street.  (A great pie-in-the-sky event, a cool mobile phone is waiting for you! Follow it~ Click on the Chinese official account (add friends on WeChat - add official account - enter qdread) and participate now! Everyone will win a prize, follow now  qdread WeChat public account!) (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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