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Chapter 35 I Don't Eat Beef

The two groups of stalls were set up next to each other at the entrance of the market, separated only by an aisle.

The production crew had set up sunshades in advance, and each stall was equipped with a long table, several folding chairs, and several boxes of fresh figs stacked behind them.

Wang Zheng stood between the two stalls, holding a megaphone, and gave a final instruction: "Dear teachers, the sales session has officially begun. The group with the highest final sales volume will win."

After saying that, he and his staff left, handing over the sales stage to the six guests.

In front of Group A's booth, Yan Lei gathered Xia Ziyi and Shen Han together and began to divide the tasks.

"I have a good idea." He held up his right index finger.

Xia Ziyi leaned closer: "What idea?"

"The three of us will split up and go in three different directions. Xia, you'll be in charge of calling out to everyone so that passersby know that this is a fig stand," Yan Lei said.

"This is easy, I'm good at it." Xia Ziyi said confidently.

Her greatest talent is speaking loudly.

"Xiao Shen, you have a good appearance, so stand in front of our stall as our storefront to attract customers." Yan Lei turned to look at Shen Han.

Shen Han was very unhappy that Yan Lei was ordering him around as a senior, but since Yan Lei had admitted that he was the face of the group, he would reluctantly give him some face.

"As for me..." Yan Lei's lips curled up slightly, "I will use my professional knowledge to give all customers the most professional explanation, such as the nutritional components and medicinal value of figs."

Shen Han thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay."

Xia Ziyi nodded: "Then let's begin!"

After saying that, Xia Ziyi cleared her throat, walked to the stall, and used her skill to roar loudly: "Take a look! Freshly picked figs! Don't miss them!"

Shen Han straightened his clothes, smoothed out the wrinkles, and a flawless smile naturally appeared on his face.

As for Teacher Yan... he pulled out a chair, sat down, and took out a "Manual of High-Yield Fig Cultivation Techniques" from a box next to him, and began to read it with a serious expression.

He would nod from time to time, looking as if he were studying diligently.

[You know, Teacher Yan is really cunning; even assigning tasks is a calculated move.]

Oh? What do you mean by that?

Sister Xia hands out flyers and is responsible for shouting, "Don't miss out!"; the warm-hearted guy stands at the door and is responsible for shouting, "Hello, welcome! Feel free to choose your merchandise!"; Teacher Yan's job is the most "high-class," usually at the manager level, and he can wear a suit and enter private rooms.

Hahaha, I'm speechless!

Meanwhile, Group B was still discussing how to divide the work.

"How should we divide the work? Should we do it the same way as Teacher Yan and the others? What are your thoughts?" Tian Xiwei glanced at Group A and asked three questions in a row.

Xu Anan shook her head.

She didn't have any particular ideas, nor did she really want to shout like Teacher Yan's group.

Firstly, she's the ideal woman, not a silly beauty, so she needs to maintain a certain image.

Secondly, the temperature is over 35 degrees Celsius today. Even if the three of them take turns shouting, they won't be able to stand it for long in this heat.

Then Tian Xiwei looked at Cheng Che, who had been fiddling with his phone ever since he got off the bus.

"What about you, Cheng Che? You must have a way, right?" she asked.

She had high hopes for Cheng Che, after all, cunning people often have a lot of cunning ideas.

Xu Anan also looked at him.

Cheng Che looked up at the two women with a mysterious expression: "Wait a minute."

"Wait?" Tian Xiwei was a little confused. "Wait for what? How long?"

Cheng Che glanced down at his phone: "158."

"158 seconds?"

"158 meters."

"????"

Just as Tian Xiwei was about to ask another question, she suddenly heard the sound of an electric scooter braking not far away.

Then came a series of footsteps approaching from afar.

A food delivery driver dressed in red walked through the crowd and appeared in front of the stall.

The delivery guy, carrying a bulging plastic bag, adjusted his helmet and asked:

"Excuse me, who is 'I don't eat beef'? Your takeout has arrived."

【？？？？？？？】

[This demon pill's brain circuitry is a bit different from a normal person's.]

Judging by the delivery speed... I guess they placed the order while they were on the bus.

However, does ordering takeout help sell figs?

"Mine, mine." Cheng Che stood up. "Thank you for making this trip. I just gave you a ten-yuan tip."

"Oh, it's no trouble at all." Upon hearing about the tip, the delivery driver's face immediately lit up with a grin. "Here's your order, remember to confirm receipt, I'll head over to the next one now!"

After saying that, the deliveryman handed the bag to Cheng Che and ran off in a hurry.

Xu Anan and Tian Xiwei looked at each other, momentarily at a loss for words to describe the scene before them.

Xu Anan's eyes seemed to ask, "Has he always taken such unconventional paths?"

Tian Xiwei replied with her eyes: "It's okay, you'll get used to it."

While the two women were exchanging glances, Cheng Che had already opened the bag.

He first took out three bottles of mineral water, then three cans of cola, and then three popsicles.

"Come on, let's share this. It's so hot today, we estimate it'll take a while to sell this, how can we do without some cold drinks?" Cheng Che pushed the items toward Xu Anan and Tian Xiwei.

"Oh, I bought the sugar-free Coke, and the popsicles aren't high in calories either, so even female celebrities who need to manage their figures can enjoy them without worry," he said very considerately.

Xu Anan was confused and looked to Tian Xiwei for help.

Tian Xiwei blinked, picked up two bags of popsicles from the table, and handed one to Xu Anan: "Eat it, Anan, it's okay."

"He's very rich, no need to be polite with him," she added.

Having won the cooking competition on the first day, Cheng Che is now undoubtedly the richest of the six.

"Well... alright." Xu Anan glanced at the popsicle in her hand, then silently felt the temperature at the market entrance, and decided to follow her heart.

Everyone saw it. It wasn't that she, the white moonlight, was craving popsicles. It was that Cheng Che specially bought three, one for each of them. How could she be polite not to eat them?

What if it melts and goes to waste?

I, Xu, the White Moonlight, would never do anything so wasteful!

As soon as the two opened the popsicles, they noticed that Cheng Che had put his hand into the plastic bag again.

Pulling it out of there... a loudspeaker?

"Are you planning to use a loudspeaker to advertise?" Tian Xiwei instantly saw through Cheng Che's intention.

Great idea!

Recording and playing audio through a loudspeaker eliminates the need to shout, saving a lot of energy.

"Almost there," Cheng Che said, adjusting the speaker a few times.

"Beep beep—beep—"

Cheng Che glanced at Group A opposite them; Xia Ziyi was still roaring loudly:

"Look, look! Fresh figs! Big and sweet!"

He hesitated for 0.25 seconds, then stretched the horn forward.