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Song An is a very smart person. After Lu Xiyue explained the process once, he already understood most of it.

She taught him carefully again, and then asked him to make a cup by himself and take a look.

Song An earnestly followed her request.

"Yes, Mr. Song has a good memory."

On the table, the two glasses of fruit drinks were almost the same in color and taste, Lu Xiyue looked at him with satisfaction, and did not hesitate to praise her.

Song An lowered his head, a little embarrassed: "Miss Lu is too famous."

Lu Xiyue found that Song An seemed a little shy, so this is not acceptable.

"Song Xianggong, you will be the shopkeeper of the shop in the future, and you have to deal with many people every day. You should be, uh, smarter."

She couldn't be more cheeky, what if she said she was embarrassed again.

When Song An heard this, his ears turned red.

Is Mrs. Lu saying that he is not smart enough?

He sneaked a glance at the bright girl beside him, and quickly retracted his gaze the moment the other party's gaze met him, and replied in a low voice, "Got it."

People have already learned it, and Lu Xiyue immediately felt much more relaxed, "Then put this recipe here, and I'll go first."

"Okay, Miss Lu, go slowly."

Back home, Lu Xiyue was free, lay down on the bed, and took a rest secretly.

Xiao Yunheng got up and was about to walk in the yard, passing by the door, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of an unsightly sleeping person on the bed, with his head facing the window blowing the wind.

Didn't he say he was going to teach a young man surnamed Song how to make fruit drinks, and he came back so soon?

He didn't know what he thought of, his thoughts were a little heavy, and the wind blowing outside the window suddenly came in, and he came back to his senses.

It was hot this day, but today it was cloudy, and it was drizzling in the morning. When I woke up like this, I was afraid I was going to get sick.

Thinking of this, he entered the room lightly, closed the window, and covered her with a thin quilt.

Perhaps she was too tired, so Lu Xiyue slept until supper time.

Mother Lu bought two fish from the fishing boat at the entrance of the village, and gave an extra three Wen to ask the fishmonger to clean them up.

During Lu Xiyue's busy days, Mother Lu was not idle, and made a few pork balls for Aunt Wang in front, and asked her to cook.

Wang Da looked powerful, but in fact he was cold-hearted, so he rolled up his sleeves and began to teach cooking skills without saying a word.

One of the two fish was stewed in soy sauce and the other was made into soup. They were eaten by three people.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day when the fruit drink shop opened. The sunny weather was dry, and the cheeks of the sun-baked people were flushed. The red silk on the door frame was taken off amidst laughter and congratulations, revealing the simple plaque.

Iced fruit drink.

"What is this, tea?" Everyone asked in confusion.

They understand the meaning of iced, but they have never heard of this iced fruit drink.

At this time, Village Chief Zhao stood up and explained: "The iced fruit drink is tea made from fruit, with crushed ice, it is refreshing and pleasant. You will know it after a taste."

Everyone listened, a little moved.

Not to mention whether this fruit drink is delicious or not, even if it is cold water with crushed ice, it will definitely be refreshing on days under the sun.

"How much is a bowl of this fruit drink?"

"Eight cents a bowl." Song An replied with a smile.

The originally lively crowd suddenly quieted down.

"Eight cents for a bowl, which is too expensive. It only costs ten cents for a bowl of wine in Xitou Restaurant in winter."

"Walking away, I thought it was something, a bowl of water worth eight cents, isn't this a money grab?"

"Hey, don't leave, you'll know if the taste is worth the price if you taste it." Village Chief Zhao hurriedly tried to stop the scattered crowd.

Not long after, there were only a few people left at the door of the very lively shop.

These few people were not waiting to buy fruit drinks, they stood at the door, waiting to see what a fruit drink worth eight cents a bowl was.

"Miss Lu, I just said that our price is a bit high." Village head Zhao didn't get any customers, so he went back to the shop dejectedly: "Otherwise, let's just pay six cents a bowl."

They got together yesterday afternoon to discuss the price of the fruit drink. Village Chief Zhao meant to be conservative, but it was Lu Xiyue who overcame all arguments and set the price at eight cents.

"Don't worry, no one has tasted this yet." As long as there is the first guest, there may not be a second or third.

Lu Xiyue is very confident in the fruit drink.

Village head Zhao knew that he couldn't say anything, so he winked and asked Song An to persuade him.

Song An idly wiped the table, received Village Chief Zhao's eyes, hesitated for a moment, and decided to pretend he didn't see it.

Village Chief Zhao's lips trembled in anger.

Today's young people are really, will they lose a piece of meat if they listen to the old man's advice?

He waited on pins and needles for a while, and finally a guest came.

The visitor was a young man in green and long gown, just sat down, Lu Xiyue said: "Guest officer, would you like a bowl of fruit drink, eight cents a bowl."

The young man swayed, and looked at the beautiful young lady uncertainly: "Eight coins?"

"Yes, eight coins."

The young man's face turned red immediately.

Not shy, but annoyed.

"Aside from fruit drinks, is there anything else?"

"No, only fruit drink."

The young man frowned, this little lady looked beautiful, how could she cheat others.

Thinking of this, he patted his clothes and left without looking back.

Village Chief Zhao blew his beard angrily, and tried to persuade the two of them: "Miss Lu, Xiao Song, you can't wait for the fruit drink to talk about the price."

"Village head." Lu Xiyue looked at the old village head with disapproval: "In this way, people will think we are a black shop."

"Lady Lu is right." Song An echoed.

Village head Zhao listened, stroked his beard and retorted: "The most important thing is to get the money."

Song An's eyes changed: "Village chief, you are acting like a bandit."

Village Chief Zhao: "..."

Both of these wanted to piss him off.

After a while, a decent carriage outside the shop stopped at the door.

The woman with gentle features got off the carriage with the support of the young nanny, looked at the four big characters on the plaque, and then looked at the empty shop, and sighed softly.

She has long said that this position is not good, if Mrs. Lu believed it, the business would probably be better.

It's the first day of opening today, it's so bleak, I'm afraid it won't last long.

Lu Xiyue invited people in: "Song Xianggong, two bowls of fruit drinks, one bowl of ice."

Mrs. Cheng is taking care of her body, so it's best not to touch anything that's ice.

Song An responded without saying a word, and honestly scooped up two bowls of tea base, poured diced fruit pulp over it, added ice to one bowl, and filtered out ice from the other bowl.

Village head Zhao sat at the other table, and was very pleased to hear that.

Mrs. Lu is still very persuasive.

Soon two bowls of fruit drinks were brought to the table. The transparent ice cubes were piled with white flesh, and the light green tea was spread out like a painting. Just looking at it, the dryness on my body dissipated a lot.

"This is the fruit drink?" Mrs. Li stood beside Mrs. Cheng, holding an ice bowl, full of novelty.

"Taste." She put the clean spoon on top of the bowl.