He looked at the light orange juice in his hand and suddenly felt that it didn't smell good.

"I want grape juice too!"

Children's herd mentality should not be underestimated.

Although the nanny did not approve of him drinking so much juice, she had to order it because he was acting like a spoiled brat.

In addition to grape juice, the little boy also ordered a portion of all the cold drinks in the store, saying that he would take them back for his parents.

Niu Nainai and Meng Huaishao went to prepare the ingredients to make juice, while Ye Yaoyao was dragged to the dining table by the little boy.

"Little sister, my name is Jiang Zixuan, what's your name?"

"My name is Yaoyao."

Ye Yaoyao took a sip of grape juice and answered the questions patiently.

When facing big customers, she is still willing to talk to them.

The child was dressed in a brocade robe, and although he did not wear any gold or silver jewelry, he had a wet nurse with him, so it seemed that his family must have some assets.

The most important thing is that he is not arrogant.

If saying a few words could attract a long-term big customer, Ye Yaoyao would be very happy.

"'The peach tree is young and luxuriant, its flowers are radiant and bright'[Note 1], sister Yaoyao, your name is so beautiful!"

"Yeah!"

Faced with Jiang Zixuan's praise, Ye Yaoyao accepted it calmly.

It's nothing shameful to have a nice name, and if you're complimented, of course you should accept it happily!

With Jiang Zixuan's constant praise and Ye Yaoyao's perfunctory "um", "ah" and "ya", the two little kids gradually became familiar with each other.

Meng Huaishao prepared the fruit drink and brought it to the table. He saw two babies chatting happily and a wet nurse making pear and orange juice for Jiang Zixuan.

The nurse was obviously used to this situation.

As long as her master doesn't say anything and her young master doesn't run around or make trouble, she will calmly accompany him.

"Guest, your frozen fruit drinks."

All packaged fruit drinks are served in bamboo cups, with a handful of clean straws.

The packaged fruit drinks are more expensive because the bamboo tube cups were made by Meng Huaishao with the help of people in the village.

He couldn't do so much by himself.

The wet nurse looked at the amount, confirmed it, and readily took out a piece of silver to pay. Fortunately, they had collected quite a few copper coins today, so they could still make the change.

"Master, we should go back."

When the nanny saw Jiang Zixuan finished a glass of grape juice and wanted to refill it to continue chatting with Ye Yaoyao, she finally couldn't help but interrupt him.

"Nanny, let's go back later!"

Jiang Zixuan tried to act coquettishly.

"But this frozen fruit drink won't taste good if it's left for a while longer."

The wet nurse pointed to the bamboo tubes on the table, and there were many transparent water droplets on the outside of the bamboo tubes.

Jiang Zixuan didn't understand what was going on, and immediately became anxious: "Nurse! The fruit drink is leaking! It's leaking!"

“It’s not leaking!”

The wet nurse took out a handkerchief, wiped the moisture off the surface of the quilt, and then showed it to Jiang Zixuan.

"This is what iced drinks look like. It's so hot. If we don't go back quickly, this fruit drink will go bad! If we drink more, we'll have diarrhea!"

After hearing what the wet nurse said, how could Jiang Zixuan dare to stay?

Just thinking about the scene of everyone in his family fighting for the toilet made him dare not think about it anymore.

For the sake of his own butt, Jiang Zixuan stood up decisively.

"Yaoyao, I'm going home first! I'll come and play with you next time!"

"good!"

Ye Yaoyao got down from the ground with the help of a stool and waved goodbye to Jiang Zixuan obediently and sensibly.

Jiang Zixuan also imitated her movements and waved at her.

"Sister Yaoyao! I'll come and play with you tomorrow!"

Ye Yaoyao smiled faintly, waved her hand, and said nothing.

There’s no market tomorrow, so she won’t come!

However, she just treated Jiang Zixuan's words as childish talk and didn't take them to heart.

Otherwise, she would have to tell people that she doesn't come to set up the stall every day.

Doing business is very tiring, and no matter how much money you make, you will never make enough.

And rest is also very important.

Combining work and rest is the best way of life.

Meng Huaishao handed the silver change to Ye Yaoyao and then picked her up.

"Yaoyao made new friends?"

Ye Yaoyao was totally confused when she heard his slightly sour words.

"No!"

How can it be so easy to make new friends?

"Oh?"

Meng Huaishao was a little confused and glanced in the direction Jiang Zixuan left.

Wasn't Ye Yaoyao chatting happily with that little kid just now? Why did he say they were no longer friends as soon as the person left?

"He's a guest!"

When Ye Yaoyao noticed the direction Meng Huaishao was looking at, she reacted suddenly and instilled a lot of customer-first principles into Meng Huaishao.

Then he made a final conclusion: "So, Yaoyao is maintaining customers and striving for more business!"

"Yaoyao is awesome!"

Meng Huaishao was amused by Ye Yaoyao's seriousness, and the sour feeling in his heart had long since dissipated to some corner.

He would not stop Ye Yaoyao from making friends, but jealousy was not something that could be controlled by humans.

So, when Ye Yaoyao said that she did not make any new friends and was maintaining Jiang Zixuan as a potential customer, he was secretly delighted.

While feeling relieved, I also despised myself for being too narrow-minded and overbearing.

Ye Yaoyao had no idea what Meng Huaishao was thinking.

It is her own decision whether to make friends or not.

It's not that you can just treat her to food and juice and become her friend.

Although Jiang Zixuan is easy to get along with, they are not familiar with each other, so how can they be called friends?

Friends can only become friends after knowing each other, getting to know each other, and accepting each other over a certain period of time.

The only friend Ye Yaoyao recognizes now is probably Caihuaer.

Because, she is such a simple-minded and pure girl.

Of course, she is innocent and pure, except towards her brother.

In short, Meng Huaishao was very happy.

Only Jiang Zixuan didn't know that the beautiful little sister he had been thinking about was just dealing with him.

On the way back, he kept chattering about how he must go find sister Yaoyao early tomorrow.

The nurse held the fruit drink in one hand and held Jiang Zixuan in the other. No matter what he said, she would say "OK! OK! OK!"

"Master, we have to go back quickly. The master and his wife will be very happy if they know that you brought fruit drinks for them!"

When Jiang Zixuan was about to pick a gift for Ye Yaoyao for the third time, the nanny finally couldn't help it and found a reason to take him back to the mansion.

She had already inquired about it, and found out that the family only set up their stall on market days. Even if the young master went there tomorrow, he wouldn't be able to find anyone.

It’s better to send the ice drink back while it still tastes good.

A few days ago, my wife was saying that the weather was getting hotter and hotter and she was feeling very irritable.

With this ice drink, you will definitely feel a lot more comfortable.

If the ice melts completely due to being delayed on the road for too long, it will be just like ordinary juice.

It's bad enough that it's a waste of things, but it's also a pity to waste the young master's filial piety.

Fortunately, although Jiang Zixuan has a lively personality, he has nothing to complain about towards his parents.

After listening to the nanny, he pulled her and ran back.

"Nurse, please walk faster!"

"Okay! Master, slow down and watch the road!"

"Hurry up!"

[Note 1]: The peach tree is young and tender, and its flowers are bright and beautiful: From: The Book of Songs: "Taoyao".

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