Chapter 253

In my impression, Ah Zhao was so tall, always with his head down, hunched over, and seemed to never stand up straight.

Gu Zhengyun quickly shook his head and threw away the messy things.

"Today is the first day of setting up a stall, there are a lot of things left, right?" Jiang Shurong said, "I told you a long time ago that it's not easy to make money to support the family."

Jiang Zhao: "Sold out."

"It's one step closer to sending you to school."

Jiang Shurong was stunned. He really didn't expect this result. He frowned: "How could it be sold out? Did you go to ask your uncle for help?"

"Tomorrow is Saturday, do you want to go with me?" Jiang Zhao asked.

Jiang Shurong didn't answer. It was not good news for him that Jiang Zhao had sold out of snacks. He didn't have the confidence to say what he wanted to say to the other party. He felt a little depressed.

At noon the next day, Jiang Zhao appeared at the place where he was yesterday.

Jiang Shurong and Gu Zhengyun didn't follow him openly, but they were actually following him secretly. He sensed it, but he had no interest in exposing it.

When he came, many people immediately came out from the subway entrance and surrounded him.

"Little brother, you are finally here."

"It's really hard to eat you."

This time, Jiang Shurong and Gu Zhengyun saw with their own eyes that Jiang Zhao quickly sold all the snacks for fifty people.

"Maybe A Zhao is more talented in this aspect." Gu Zhengyun looked at the snack stand surrounded by people, "There are quite a lot of people."

"Staying up is hard work, not decent, and not long-term. What's the use of making a lot of money at once? It's better to get into a good school." Jiang Shurong said, "Staying up is a day-to-day job. Even if the income is good, if you feel unwell one day, you will miss several days and lose all your income. You have to pay for insurance yourself. The competition is so fierce now. If you have this income today, can you have it tomorrow? You think you are great after tasting a little sweetness. Wait, the vacation is long. When he hits a wall, he will know how happy his previous days were."

"Humph, he doesn't know how to appreciate what he has."

Jiang Zhao's snack stand is very popular. There are not many, and they are sold out in a short time every day. It will take a long time to spread it far and wide. But with the help of the system to promote, the snack stand was soon discovered, and the number of people queuing to buy was increasing day by day, and it had even attracted Internet celebrities.

Within a week, someone came to him for cooperation.

Some were very polite and really came to ask for cooperation. Some were very arrogant and thought that they could impress him with a little money. Some others could not achieve their goals and planned to cause him some trouble. However, before the trouble came, he had already selected two people to cooperate.

One was Chang Zhen, the owner of a branded milk tea shop, and the other was Fang Jin, the owner of a company that mainly made sauces.

Both of them were willing to cooperate with the conditions he proposed, and also proposed corresponding conditions. The first was not to sell to the second company, and the second was that he would release new flavors related to their products in the future, and they would have priority.

The conditions were not difficult for Jiang Zhao, and he agreed.

He sold the existing ice cream popsicles and summer tea formulas to Chang Zhen, and he got a sum of money and a profit-sharing contract for selling the formula.

The same thing happened to Fang Jin.

On the day they signed the contract, the people who wanted to cause trouble for Jiang Zhao squatted at the subway entrance for a whole day, but no one was there. I thought Jiang Zhao was just taking a break, but no one was there the next day.

On the last day when Jiang Zhao set up his stall, he had already told old customers that he would rarely come to set up a stall in the future, so there was no need to wait. The people who were going to cause trouble did not buy his things, so they naturally did not hear these things and could only squat there.

When Jiang Zhao passed by here, he was stopped by a middle-aged man with a simple look: "Little brother, you are the one who sold snacks before, why don't you sell them? I haven't seen you for several days, and I'm really greedy. When are you going to set up a stall?"

"Whether I will set up a stall in the future depends on fate, but I won't sell the things I used to sell." Jiang Zhao replied. There was a lot of malice coming from this person.

All the relevant formulas have been sold, and now he has a fixed income, so he will definitely not bother with this aspect.

He was not sure whether he would set up a stall again.

The middle-aged man looked regretful: "How could this happen? If you don't set up a stall to sell those things, can you transfer the recipe? I just like it very much. I thought I couldn't eat it anymore, so I planned to buy your recipe. I don't know whether I will do this business in the future, but I will definitely give you a fair price."

"That may not work."

"It has been sold to someone else."

This time the middle-aged man couldn't help it, his eyes turned cold, and he quickly stabilized his emotions and whispered to Jiang Zhao: "Then sell me another one, and I will eat it at home, not for business. I won't tell others, and you can also earn more, right?"

"It's not good to violate the contract."

"No, you sell it to me secretly, and I won't tell anyone about it. How about 300,000? It's not easy to make 300,000 now." The middle-aged man coaxed.

Jiang Zhao said calmly: "No, it's too little."

"Then name a price." The middle-aged man snorted inwardly, just an ignorant and greedy child, he has a lawsuit to eat.

"One hundred million."

What?

The middle-aged man's eyes widened, and he looked like Jiang Zhao was crazy. He lowered his voice: "Little brother, are you kidding?"

"Just tell me if you can afford the price." Jiang Zhao said indifferently.

"You don't know what's good for you!"

The middle-aged man glared at him fiercely, said something harsh, and turned around and left: "Boy, you wait."

Jiang Zhao didn't care too much. He was afraid that the other party couldn't wait any longer, and would go back to sort out the information to deal with him. He knew that the person who threatened to buy a formula was not clean.