Living room.
When Chen Siyu saw her mom's actions, a wicked thought popped into her mind, and she quickly extinguished it.
"Mom, let us do it ourselves!"
Chen Siyu held onto her principles.
Meanwhile.
As night fell, the streetlights on He Ba Road were bright, the snack stalls gathered, still bustling with noise.
Jiang Ning had already closed his stall. He was driving a tricycle slowly on the country path, with Tongtong and Chuchu walking under the night sky.
Tongtong was doing the math: "Sold 62 large portions out of 100 pounds of grass carp, taking into account the loss and my intentional shorting, total revenue 1860 yuan, minus the fish cost 300 yuan, 5 barrels of oil 280 yuan, and packaging costs, total profit is 1230 yuan!"
"Wow! Jiang Ning, we're rich!" Xue Yuantong was excited, over a thousand yuan!
Xue Chuchu whispered beside, "Plus, I gave a pound of fried fish to my old classmates."
Jiang Ning said nonchalantly, "No problem."
Xue Chuchu insisted, "It's not okay."
