Farewell Town is a small world, and Dad Hickson is the Taishan Beidou in this small world.

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

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

After Hickson's father commented, there were queues for purchases in front of the small tent. Powell threw away the publicity board and began to help Gordon pack dumplings together. Michelle quickly put the dumplings, while Shirley settled the score. The four children were busy with sweat on their noses.

Qin Shiou left quietly halfway, and the four children did not seek him to stay again this time, which made Qin Shiou quite pleased. He felt that the activities carried out by Canadian schools were really good, at least the exercise of Powell and the four of them was immediate.

The summer sun was a little hot. Qin Shiou wandered around and saw Hughes's son getting a small cold drink machine. He walked over and asked, "Man, what do you have here?"

Xiao Xiao Hughes has a soft blonde hair like his father. He is in the third grade this year and has a cheerful personality. Seeing Qin Shiou's face sweat, he said confidently: "Sir, you are very hot now, right? I have iced coffee and iced orange juice here, but I think you will have a glass of snow ice, yogurt snow ice, milk tea snow ice or coffee snow ice. This is the most heat-relieving thing."

Qin Shiou smiled and said, "Okay, let's have four cups of milk tea and one cup of coffee and Xuebing."

Xiao Xiao Hughes was busy in front of the ice machine, and his hand was busy very quickly. There was also a helper, perhaps his classmate. The two joined forces and prepared five cups of snow ice in a while.

Canadian snow ice is a very popular smoothie in China. It blends fine ice and snow juice. It has a delicious color, a cool and sweet taste, and a pure and thick taste. It has a delicate taste.

"Twelve-five, sir." Hughes stretched out his hand and smiled sly.

Qin Shiou paid happily and asked, "I said, why do you guess I'll drink Xuebing?"

Xiao Xiao Hughes put away the receipt and shrugged, "I'm not guessing. Instead, it's inducing you to make this choice. Ordinary cold drinks cost only one yuan, and Xuebing is 2.5 yuan, so I will say first that you want to buy Xuebing."

Qin Shiou bounced his brain and said with a smile: "When you grow up, you will become a profiteer like your father."

Hughes walked back playing with a Rubik's Cube. When he heard Qin Shiou's words, he laughed and scolded: "Qin. If you slander me behind your back, God will punish you."

As he said that, he gave the Rubik's Cube to the little Hughes. He said, "This is a Rubik's Cube made by the Sea Monster. It's great, Chris, go and play."

Qin Shiou went back and didn't prepare much dumplings. He walked around outside and sold them almost.

"Come on. Children, drink cold drinks." Qin Shiou distributed Xuebing to four people. He took a sip, and the delicate ice and snow mixed with juice entered his belly. It was cool to the bones, and the effect of cooling was really good.

Shirley didn't bother to drink Xuebing. She stacked all the receipts neatly and looked at Qin Shiou with some excitement and said, "This is what we have earned, Qin, we have made money."

Qin Shiou went up and hugged her and kissed her forehead, rubbed the heads of the other three little guys, and said, "Yes, this is the money you have made, it's amazing. I can only fight when I was as old as you."

"We are doing the fight, too." Gordon immediately responded.

Qin Shiou raised Xuebing and said, "But no fight is allowed. Come, children, have a drink. The taste of Xuebing is great. I have never drunk such a delicious drink. It is simply a delicious food on earth."

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

Sure enough, Hughes was so happy when he heard this and shouted, "Qin, I forgive you for slandering me just now."

The activity lasted until eleven o'clock, the temperature gradually rose, the children had enough fun, and the things they should sell were almost the same, so the activity began to end.

Qin Shiou and Yi Watson disassembled the tent, Shirley settled the accounts, and the other children cleaned up kitchen utensils and sanitation.

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

Shirley raised her little face nervously and said anxiously: "No, Qin, the money I collected was wrong. We prepared a total of 800 dumplings and sold them all, but I only have ninety-two yuan here..."

"Is it less money? How much less?" Gordon said even more anxiously and dissatisfied, "Why don't you collect money? God, is it harder to collect money than to pack dumplings?"

Powell insisted more and said, "Godden, shut up, you can't blame Shirley for this matter, do you understand?"

Gordon shouted dissatisfiedly: "But this is a lot of money..." He counted it with his fingers and said confidently, "Eight hundred dumplings are 200 yuan, only 92 yuan, so this is less, ten yuan less!"

Qin Shiou's cold sweat suddenly appeared. How to calculate this account? Gordon is also capable, but he is not correct at all!

But the most important thing at the moment is not the joke about Gordon. When the little guy criticized this, Shirley's eyes suddenly turned red. Her little hands tightly grasped the ticket, and began to shed tears.

When Qin Shiou saw that the matter was about to happen, he squatted in front of her and smiled, "Hey, you confiscated the wrong money. When you didn't see it just now, I took away eight yuan. I bought the glass of snowbing you drank, so I want to ask you to collect money. Look, one cup of two yuan, isn't this just right?"

This is the only reason he can think of.

"But didn't we sell it for 200 yuan? It's only 100 yuan." Shirley asked sobbingly with tears on the back of her hand.

Qin Shiou has nothing to say. You are in the fourth grade. Can you still calculate such arithmetic problems incorrectly?!

He had to do arithmetics for the four little guys, and finally used the mobile phone calculator. The four children suddenly realized, but in this way, their attention was diverted from the lost eight dollars.

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

I believe that many years later, it will be a different experience to wait until they look back at the photos and receipts?

On the way back, the four children were extremely excited, and they each held their own photos, small receipts and the money they received were discussing "twittering" constantly.

Qin Shiou felt aroused and said, "Children, have you ever thought about how to develop the sale of dumplings into a career? In the future, you can make dumplings on weekends and then go to the town to sell them. How about it?"

"Is that OK?" the four children asked almost in unison.

Qin Shiou turned the steering wheel and smiled: "Of course, the dumplings you made taste great. There are still many people who regret not having them today. If you go to the streets to sell them, the business will definitely be very good."
Chapter completed!