The stall owners at the stall next to Lin Xiaoguo heard that Lin Xiaoguo's juice had such good reviews, and they also thought about buying it.

They had more or less earned some money just now and had money to buy.

"Mom, I'm thirsty. I want to drink that drink. It looks delicious. They all said it tastes good."

"Okay, you go ahead, but you can only buy one cup."

In this way, Lin Xiaoguo gained her second batch of customers from the surrounding stall owners.

Everyone who has drunk it is full of praise for her juice.

Lin Xiaoguo followed Lin Tian's suggestion and wrote the guessing question on the note.

While listening to the customer's answers, she can focus on collecting money and serving juice.

Although busy, she is organized.

From beginning to end, Lin Tian did what he said. He just watched from behind without helping, and occasionally wiped Lin Xiaoguo's sweat and handed him water.

Word spread from ten to ten, and the delicious juice sold at Lin Xiaoguo's stall spread throughout the market.

Seeing everyone holding beautiful-colored juice in their hands and showing expressions of enjoyment, the primary school students have a herd mentality and it’s hard not to be tempted.

People in the market continued to flock to Lin Xiaoguo's stall.

Gradually, there were fewer people at the vending machines.

The performance of the vending machine is cyclical.

In other words, the figures inside had a complete set of moves, and no other new moves were released. The onlookers lost their curiosity, their interest waned, and they left one after another.

Zhang Bowen was sitting under the pavilion playing games. He felt very proud as he listened to the crowd praising his vending machine.

Praising his voice fully satisfies his vanity and allows him to play games to entertain him.

At some point, the noisy voices in my ears quieted down.

After he finished playing a game with a frown, he saw that there were only one or two people around the vending machine, and they were still the kind who didn't want to buy drinks.

He took off his sunglasses and glared at the butler who was fanning him next to him.

"Butler, where are you? What's going on?"

The butler looked troubled and chose his words carefully.

"Master, it's like this. I see people are rushing over there. I seem to have heard that there are delicious drinks."

Hearing this, Zhang Bowen slammed his tablet computer on the table and said angrily: "You mean, there are drink sellers over there trying to steal business from me, and all my customers have been robbed?"

The housekeeper was stared at by Zhang Bowen for a full two seconds, and felt a little frightened, so he spoke truthfully.

"Yes, Master. I heard that she is a little girl. She sells home-made juice. To buy juice, you have to guess the riddle she asked to be eligible."

"You still have to guess riddles before you can buy it?" Zhang Bowen said angrily, "Juice made at home is boring!

I don’t believe that the ones they make themselves are more delicious and hygienic than the ones I sell!

Tell me, is the juice she sells cheaper than mine?"

The butler shook his head and said: "It's not cheap, five yuan a cup."

"It costs five yuan a cup, and you have to guess the right riddle before you can buy it.

Even with such stringent conditions, some people would buy from her, but they wouldn’t buy from me, which is simply the opposite!”

Zhang Bowen was so angry that he was no longer in the mood to play games.

"Master, don't be angry. Maybe they are just on a whim. When they get tired of playing, they will come back to buy Master's things."

Zhang Bowen did not accept his tactics.

"Go and see who is trying to steal business from me!"

The housekeeper walked in front to clear the way for him. When they walked to the edge, they heard everyone talking.

"I want to drink passion fruit. I like the sour taste."

"Didn't you just buy a Coke over there to drink? If you drink this now, won't you be too full?"

"No, I only drank a little bit of that bottle of Coke. I can save it for drinking later in the evening. I'll drink this fresh one first."

"I'm different from you. I just drank a bottle of Coke and another glass of this.

It tastes so good that I have to buy another drink. The worst thing is, I have to go to the toilet more often."

"It's yours! You work so hard!"

"You can't miss it. Today is the only time you can drink such a delicious drink. I heard people who have tried it say that it tastes better than the milk tea juice sold in big cities!"

"I thought you liked watching Transformers more than guessing puzzles."

"Transformers is only fun for a while, and then it just comes and goes. It's good to guess the riddles, and you will gain knowledge."

"That's right, Coke and those carbonated drinks, my mother said that drinking them will make you short. If I didn't want to watch a show, I wouldn't buy them. If I had known better, I would have saved the money to buy juice."

Hearing these words, Zhang Bowen's face became increasingly ugly.

In his concept, everyone should center on him and revolve around him, and every word must praise him.

Now, these people disliked his vending machine and instead praised another person. How could he not be angry?

Zhang Bowen gritted his teeth and said to the housekeeper: "Butler, clear the way for me."

The butler shouted to the crowd.

"Everyone of you, give way. Our young master wants to go in."

The first time, no one paid attention to him.

He shouted a second time, and someone looked back at him and muttered.

"We finally lined up, but who will move?"

The housekeeper looked at Zhang Bowen with a troubled expression.

"Master, they are not moving."

"waste!"

Zhang Bowen scolded him so hard that the housekeeper didn't dare to say a word.

Then, Zhang Bowen roared at the top of his lungs.

"Get out of my way!"

His voice was loud enough and ferocious enough to attract everyone's attention.

When everyone saw his menacing appearance, they automatically made way for him.

When Lin Tian saw someone coming to cause trouble, he squinted his eyes to see what this guy wanted to do.

Zhang Bowen walked to the stall and looked at Lin Xiaoguo, aloof.

He pointed at the small refrigerator and said angrily: "Who allowed you to sell drinks here? Don't you know that I am also selling drinks?"

Lin Xiaoguo swallowed her saliva and said seriously: "I know you are selling drinks. No one stipulates that I can't sell drinks. This is freshly made by my mother and I. What you sell is made in a factory. No.

Same."

Lin Tian saw that Lin Xiaoguo didn't show any timidity at all, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Bullshit! I don't care about you, you will close the stall immediately and you are not allowed to sell drinks anymore.

And you people, you can’t buy anymore.

Otherwise, I will ask the teacher to cancel this creative fair!"

Hearing this, everyone hesitated.

They really want to drink juice, but Zhang Bowen wants the teacher to cancel the creative fair. Doesn't this deprive them of their fun?

Finally, I didn’t have to go to class, so I had half a day of free time. I went shopping and had fun during class time, just like celebrating a holiday.

When Lin Xiaoguo saw Zhang Bowen being so fierce, she felt a sense of justice in her heart. She put her hands on her hips and looked fierce.

"Why are you so mean? These are all my guests.

Why do you ask me not to sell juice?"

Zhang Bowen looked at Lin Xiaoguo and found that she was quite pretty.

He thought that the girls in rural primary schools were all ugly, but Lin Xiaoguo's appearance was even prettier than his female classmates in the city school.
Chapter completed!