The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 42: The Bully of Jiule Tea Street (Please Collect and Read the Monthly Ticket)

"Woo woo woo—Fox Bao!"

Yu Xueqing rolled around on the bed holding the little fox. Today's live broadcast sales results almost left Aqing speechless.

In the past, on the Yinfo platform, I saw other anchors selling goods through live broadcasts, making hundreds of millions of dollars in just a few minutes. Then it was my turn to be an anchor and sell goods.

Not to mention making money, you even have to lose money.

Although a loss of four dollars is not much, for Yu Xueqing, who has never worked in society, it is already an experience of the beatings of society.

After working hard for four hours, you not only don't make any money but also lose four dollars afterwards.

Aqing felt extremely wronged and cried loudly while lying on the bed.

"嘤嘤嘤"

An Sheng's face was full of helplessness, and he spread out his whole fox body, letting Yu Xueqing bury her head and drop little pearls in front of him, and he raised his little fox paw to pat her head to comfort her.

Money is hard to earn and shit is hard to eat, this is an eternal law.

Any entrepreneur who is well-known in society, or any live-streaming anchor who sells goods frequently, has fought his way through countless enemies and only after achieving success can he get countless exposure opportunities.

Who cares about those who are unsuccessful?

After Ansheng coaxed Yu Xueqing to sleep, he sneaked to Lin Ying's house for a snack.

Aqing felt aggrieved.

Lin Ying was miserable.

An Sheng thinks it's all Lao Chen's fault! The town's feng shui is out of whack, and they need to choose an auspicious day to drag a village chief named Lao Chen to offer sacrifices to the heavens!

Ansheng went home and fell asleep hugging Aqing's waist.

…………

The next morning.

An Sheng woke up in a turbulent ride. When he opened his eyes, he saw himself sitting in the passenger seat of a car.

"Hey?"

An Sheng looked at Yu Xueqing, who was sitting in the driver's seat and driving slowly, and let out a puzzled moan.

Where are you going, Aqing, so early in the morning? Where are you driving to?

"Is Xiao An awake?"

Yu Xueqing saw the little fox wake up, and a naive smile appeared on her cheek. She said, "Xiao An worked hard yesterday and stayed quietly with me during the live broadcast."

"Let's go home for dinner today, and then take our Fox Bao for a hike in the mountains in the afternoon."

"Hey?"

An Sheng looked puzzled, but soon he understood what had happened.

Yu Xueqing drove to her family's tea house in Jiule City to ask her father for advice on live streaming.

After yesterday's defeat, I benefited from the comfort of the little fox and the automatic translation effect of my brain.

After Yu Xueqing regrouped, they were full of fighting spirit.

If she doesn't make money, the little fox will have to beg on the street!

How could Yu Xueqing bear to hang a QR code around the neck of such a cute little fox, leaving the fox to beg on the street with a pitiful look on its face?

struggle!

Yu Xueqing sat at the tea table and told her father and her mother, who was tidying up the display cabinet, about her mental journey during the live broadcast over the past two days.

Yu Zhenghong was stunned. He didn't expect that arranging a summer job for Aqing could make his daughter, who had a soft personality, so motivated.

Immediately, Yu Zhenghong talked to Yu Xueqing about some things about live broadcast experience.

But as Yu Xueqing frowned, took out her mobile phone, clicked on the videos of other female anchors selling tea, showed them to her father, and asked how to defeat them.

Yu Zhenghong's face changed drastically.

Chen Peipei's face darkened.

Chen Peipei doesn't watch live broadcasts, but Yu Zhenghong confidently told Chen Peipei that he saw other live broadcast hosts making a lot of money selling tea.

In addition, he applied for funds from Chen Peipei to purchase live broadcast equipment and reward the anchors, and learn from them.

"So, do we have lunch?"

Yu Xueqing and Ansheng squatted in front of the teahouse, looking at the street with confused expressions, and from time to time looked back into the teahouse, at the location of the tea table behind the decorative screen.

Although there was no quarreling over there, one could faintly sense a sense of oppression, a storm was about to come.

An Sheng raised his hand and patted Yu Xueqing on the shoulder, signaling her to relax. There would definitely be food for lunch, and as expected, it would be a very sumptuous meal.

Moreover, it must be Yu Zhenghong who cooks the meal himself.

In the Xiadong area, women usually cook on weekdays, but during festivals, men usually cook and prepare a table of delicious dishes for their relatives and friends.

Chen Peipei is sulking now.

If Yu Zhenghong didn't take the opportunity to prepare a table of delicious food to appease Chen Peipei, Ansheng could only say that Yu Zhenghong deserved to eat instant noodles for the next few days.

Yu Xueqing squatted at the door, thought about it, and then ran into the house to help mediate.

Dad was just watching the female anchors, and it was the anchors who suffered. Anyway, Dad didn’t spend any money, so Mom, please forgive Dad this time!

Yu Zhenghong shuddered all over and Chen Peipei's face turned black.

The effect of Yu Xueqing's comfort is basically equivalent to stabbing his father with Frostmourne.

The room was bustling with activity.

Ansheng squatted at the door, watching the flow of people coming and going on the street.

An Sheng narrowed his eyes, ignored those who walked by hurriedly, and shifted his gaze to those who walked slowly and looked around.

"嘤——"

An Sheng suddenly spoke, his head raised, as if he was greeting someone.

"what?"

The woman was startled when she heard the fox's call. After looking around, she raised her finger to her cheek and said in confusion:
"Master Fuli, are you calling me?"

An Sheng nodded gently, moaned twice, and then walked forward, grabbed the girl's jeans-wrapped calves, and pushed the woman directly into Yu Xueqing's teahouse.

The usable area of the first floor of Yu Xueqing's tea house, excluding the second-floor warehouse area, is about 80 square meters.

Excluding the ten-square-meter tea drinking area and the five-square-meter bathroom area, the rest is occupied by tea sets and tea cabinets.

Although there are not many varieties of tea, the main oolong tea, black tea and scented tea are all available.

"嘤嘤嘤"

The little fox raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and continued to squat at the door to look at the people coming and going. He used the vision he had as a salesperson in his previous life, and after selecting the target person, he directly called out to stop the person.

Then listen to the sound to determine the customer's location. Once the customer speaks and speaks with a Jiule City accent, bring the food into the store.

Today, please give me, Master Fuli, a favor and help my Aqing's family with their business. When Master Fuli becomes successful in the future, he will give you a big red envelope!
Ansheng brought each customer to Yu Xueqing's teahouse.

Yu Zhenghong and Chen Peipei didn't bother to quarrel and immediately started to greet the customers who came into the store.

"嘤嘤嘤——"

An Sheng had a smug smile on his face, and he walked with a tendency to turn forward. He stood up and pushed a confused middle-aged man in a suit and tie into the teahouse.

"what?"

As Yuxueqing's Tea House became bustling with people, the owners of the tea houses next door all came out with strange expressions on their faces, looking at the bustling Yuxueqing's Tea House and feeling strange.

Generally speaking, the tea street in Jiule City is engaged in the supply business.

Just make a phone call and the familiar tea house will prepare the goods you need and deliver them to your door.

Of course there are individual customers, but they usually come to the teahouse in groups of three or four to drink tea. They will only buy it if they think the tea tastes good after listening to the owner's introduction, so they are generally not too noisy.

Then, the owner of the teahouse next to Yu Xueqing's house went out and saw a scene that made them dumbfounded.

A fox covered in white was squatting in front of Yu Xueqing's teahouse to attract customers.

After shouting to stop the crowd, the customers were led into the teahouse.

After people entered, the white fox blocked the entrance of the teahouse, blocking the flow of people while soliciting customers and pushing them into the teahouse.

Chen Peipei introduced tea at the top of her lungs.

Yu Zhenghong took out three kettles to boil water. There were seven or eight teapots on the table. He spoke eloquently, introducing the taste and flavor of various teas to different customers.

Even Yu Xueqing was helping Chen Peipei.

"Isn't this just forced buying and selling?" The owner of the teahouse next door complained with a look of astonishment on his face.

"Old Hong is really good! He trained foxes to attract customers. He really is not afraid of being struck by lightning when he thinks of using Fuli as a doorman to block customers from leaving the house."

The other tea shop owners also had complaints on their faces.

(End of this chapter)