Do you also want to adopt Doro?

Soon it was noon, and the sun was blazing.

Summers in the capital are already scorching hot. Skyscrapers stand tall, and waves of heat refract back and forth between the glass curtain walls, making the whole city feel like a giant steamer, and the air itself becomes thick and sticky.

Under high-temperature steaming and baking...

Huang Musong felt like he was about to lose half his life!

Doro was fine; it had just taken a cold shower and was still basking in the excitement of getting the ukulele.

Dorothy, on the other hand, quietly sat in the shade and read.

A calm mind brings coolness.

This phrase is most fitting for Dorothy, who is engrossed in reading.

Many of Rosie's thoughts were also that the weather was too hot.

Maybe it's specifically designed to help people calm down and escape the summer heat by reading?

Sweating profusely, Huang Musong tried to guess Dorothy's thoughts while rolling up the hem of his T-shirt to expose his waist and abdomen.

If you take off your shirt completely, in old Beijing slang, it's called "Ban'er Ye" (板儿爷).

In the past, when it was hot, rickshaw drivers would take off their shirts to solicit customers.

Modern society emphasizes at least basic civility.

Therefore, Huang Musong did not take off his shirt directly.

Once it's past 12 o'clock...

The temperature will keep rising!

I estimate it will reach nearly 40 degrees Celsius in less than two hours, right?

My mind is wandering.

Huang Musong gradually began to consider closing down his stall.

I came to the city today to sell zongzi (sticky rice dumplings), and I've already made back my investment. My net profit is over three hundred yuan.

Less than 500 rice dumplings left...

So what if we suffer a loss?

It was so hot that it was unbearable. Huang Musong put his clothes back on and prepared to take Dorothy and Doraemon to find a place to cool off.

"Would you like to come with me to enjoy the air conditioning?"

He waved to Dorothy, who was in the shade.

He then spoke to Doro, who was sitting next to him fiddling with a ukulele.

Upon hearing that he could go outside to enjoy the air conditioning, Duoluo immediately stood up and jumped around excitedly.

"Yay!"

The air conditioner is so cool.

This is the best way to beat the heat!

With a thought, Doro put away his instrument, and the ukulele vanished into thin air.

Her clear, large eyes shone with the same unwavering anticipation.

Doraemon has always agreed to any suggestion from people without any reason.

Dorothy agreed to go to escape the heat, but the problem was what to do with the unsold rice dumplings? Pushing those heavy styrofoam boxes all the way would be exhausting. Leaving them unattended meant risking them being stolen by passersby…

The little paw pointed to the styrofoam box...

Dorothy made a silent gesture to remind Huang Musong.

What it can think of

Huang Musong had already thought about it several times.

So, new content was recorded for the loudspeaker and played on a loop.

"Free rice dumplings! Sanitation workers, feel free to take as many as you like, one per person. Happy Dragon Boat Festival to everyone..."

"Free rice dumplings! Don't miss out! One yuan each, pay by scanning the code or cash..."

After the two pieces of content were recorded,

Doro was stunned for a long time.

Although it's a bit clumsy, it can at least figure out the most basic accounting: selling a zongzi for one yuan would definitely result in a loss.

Losing money!

Do it this way...

Not so good?

Doro didn't want people to suffer too much loss.

Today I came to the city, and someone took me to a beautiful school, but it was because I couldn't sell the zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) at a high price. I got a ukulele, but the person earned much less money, and I really feel bad about it~.

He lowered his head and pondered...

Doro hesitated, pondering how to express itself, but decided to stay put and continue setting up its stall for others.

Huang Musong observed the little guy's reaction out of the corner of his eye.

You can tell what it's thinking just by looking at it!

Fiddled with the horn, Huang Musong smiled and preemptively reassured them, "Don't worry, we've already broken even today selling zongzi, with a net profit of over three hundred yuan. To prevent the zongzi from spoiling, we're selling them at a low price so more people can have a chance to taste your cooking, okay? Doro."

After hearing these words,

Doro smacked his lips.

Well……

That's right!

With his big eyes blinking frequently, Doraemon was easily persuaded and felt that selling zongzi at a low price was very meaningful.

but,

Why must it be priced at one yuan, and why can sanitation workers take it as they please?

The differential treatment made Doro feel that it was somewhat unfair.

The little paws scratched its head.

Dorothy looked at the clever and intelligent Dorothy.

Dorothy stuffed the book into Huang Musong's backpack, just in time to notice Dorothy asking for advice. She briefly explained, "The price of one yuan is to prevent people from ruining the zongzi. Wouldn't it be a waste if someone didn't like it and threw it away after just one bite, since it's completely free?"

"Besides, there might be some poor souls like you when you were homeless, who can't even afford to buy O-Runji as they please."

"Selling them cheaply gives these poor creatures a chance to have enough to eat; it's a form of welfare."

Dorothy actually wanted to convey the moral of the story of "the porridge mixed with sand."

Also, considering that "Duo Luo Benbenda" is difficult to understand,

To put it simply, let's just say it's about providing welfare.

The word "welfare" made Doraemon even more excited, and he clapped his hands to show that it was great.

Providing welfare is the best!

One day, if I, this doro, can earn more money than I can spend, I will surely ensure that all doros in the world will no longer suffer from hunger, hardship, or cold...

Ah!

This Doro King will definitely do it!

The first long-term goal emerged in Little Doraemon's mind.

Long-term goals are practically a secret.

It neither told Dorothy nor intended to tell anyone.

At least in the short term, Doro wanted to keep this a secret from both people and Dorothy.

……

One hand holds Dorothy's hand, the other holds Dorothy's hand.

Huang Musong led them along the sun-drenched streets.

A few minutes after leaving the zongzi stall, he started hearing his phone ringing with payment notifications.

Most of the income was 1 yuan.

Every now and then, I'd make a few dollars or even a dozen dollars.

It seems...

Setting the price to one yuan was definitely the right decision!

This good deed allows more people to enjoy zongzi (sticky rice dumplings).

During the sweltering Dragon Boat Festival, providing some kind of benefit is truly refreshing.

Huang Musong had rarely experienced such ease and freedom before...

Doraemon was also very happy.

One payment notification after another made it so happy that it tiptoed around.

But the scorching heat was unbearable; the sun beat down like an oven, and the cicadas cried out incessantly. Gradually, the excessive activity made Duoluo feel dizzy.

It's unlikely to cause heatstroke.

Fortunately, the cold drink shop was nearby.

Mixue Ice Cream is not easy to find in the city center because the rent is too expensive, and only slightly upscale stores can afford it.

Huang Musong took Dorothy and Doraemon to a pink-themed ice cream shop.

Entering the store...

Not caring about the price at all

Huang Musong paid directly for three large sundaes.

One strawberry flavor; one original flavor; one chocolate flavor.

Total cost: 94 yuan!

He handed the strawberry sundae that looked the best to Doraemon.

Of course, it wasn't that he preferred Dorothy; it was Dorothy who specifically asked for the chocolate flavor, while Huang Musong thought the strawberry flavor would be better than the original.

"This is ice cream, have a taste."

Huang Musong handed the iced cup to Duoluo, then added, "Compare this to the ice cream cone I had at KFC the day before yesterday. Which one is better?"

Doro raised both of its little paws at the same time to catch the ice cup.

He stuck out his tongue and licked a small amount.

It's cool...

Sweet...

Doraemon: "Wow~ This tastes just as good as Orunji."

Its impeccable deliciousness caused it to show an expression of utter surprise.

After all, it's a higher-end cold drink shop.

A strawberry sundae priced at 32 yuan must be worth the exorbitant price!

Zero additives, all-natural iced milkshakes, far superior to KFC's ice cream cones.

Doro wanted more and more as it ate, its pink tongue licking the ice cream continuously, its focused expression incredibly cute. In no time, it finished the top spiral of ice cream and began burying its head in licking the milkshake deep inside the ice cup.

Compared to Doraemon's silly way of eating,

Dorothy appeared very quiet.

Scoop it out with a small spoon, savoring every bite of the chocolate sauce; the wonderful taste makes it shiver with pleasure.

Huang Musong only took a few bites of the original flavor ice cream...

Some things, once tasted, are enough.

He planned to give his ice cream to Doraemon as well.

While enjoying his ice cream, Doro suddenly realized that people didn't seem to like the original flavor.

It thought about it for a moment...

Then, it used its little paws to scrape up a clump of strawberry ice cream and held it high.

Doro fed the ice cream to Huang Musong.

"Human~"

"Here'll have some pink flavor."

As they were talking, light streamed into the store through the glass window. In the sunlight, Doro's pink hair complemented the color of the strawberry ice cream, and her ahoge (cowlick) moved adorably.

Although I didn't get to eat many bites of ice cream,

At this moment, Huang Musong no longer felt hot.

He ate the ice cream Dorothy handed him, then offered her the plain one, saying a white lie: "You and Dorothy can share this one. I don't like this kind of sundae. I'll find a supermarket later and buy what I like."

After speaking...

Huang Musong tore open the packaging of the wooden spoon.

He tried to teach Doraemon to eat ice cream with a spoon.

Doro knows how to use a spoon, but he feels that licking with his tongue is a better way to enjoy the taste, so he doesn't pay attention to his appearance.

Since we're going to share an ice cream with Dorothy next,

It obediently pinched the wooden spoon and made a soft "hmm" sound.

.........