DAVM Chapter 105.3

Then, Xia Jiaran followed Jiang Ranyang out. Ji Zhile looked at Xia Jiaran quietly, but Xia Jiaran was avoiding his sight.

Xia Jiaran: “I don’t want to play now. My mother said to take a rest first. The host uncle will assign tasks later.”

Xia Jiaran was not a child with no temper at all. After being rejected, he would not ask for the same thing again. It was just that they were waiting for him outside. Xia Jiaran didn’t want to be a rude child, so he came out.

Ji Zhile was not discouraged even after being rejected. He took his hand out of his pocket, held something in his hand, and stretched it out in front of Xia Jiaran. It was a lollipop.

“Xia Jiaran, I’ll give you candy. Don’t be angry.”

Ji Zhile said: “I only gave you one person. Let’s play together in the future.”

When Ji Ningyi looked at the candy in Ji Zhile’s hand, he felt it looked familiar. Ji Zhile also gave him the same lollipop. Why did he say that it was only given to Xia Jiaran…

Jiang Ranyang shouted loudly: “Ji Zhile, why do you only give it to Xia Jiaran and not to me? I want it too!”

Ji Zhile said, “But, I only brought one.”

Jiang Ranyang complained: “You are so partial. You only like Xia Jiaran.”

Xia Jiaran pursed his lips slightly. The candy in Ji Zhile’s hand was secretly bought yesterday when they went to get the ingredients. Ji Zhile said that he would give it to his mother and brother, and now he gave it to him.

They got along quite happily yesterday, so Xia Jiaran thought that there might be some misunderstanding today.

He took the candy from Ji Zhile’s hand: “Thank you.”

Ji Zhile smiled. He was willing to eat what he gave him, which was a good sign in his eyes. Just when Ji Zhile was about to invite Xia Jiaran to play ball with them, the host’s voice sounded next to him—

“Good morning, children. Everyone has had breakfast and is playing. Our task this morning is to make money.”

Ji Zhile’s eyes lit up when he heard the word ‘making money’. He didn’t want to play anymore. Ji Zhile ran to the host: “Uncle, how do we make money?”

His expression was very expectant, and his tone was very urgent.

The host laughed when he saw it: “Does Zhile have no money?”

Ji Zhile still had money, but he didn’t have much left. He was very worried about this and wanted to make more, so he nodded quickly.

[Didn’t it say that Si Tian married into a wealthy family? Why does Ji Zhile look so obsessed with money?]

[What’s wrong with wanting to make money? When I was his age, I could only play in the mud. Let’s Zai Zai make money!]

[Zai Zai wants to make a lot of money so that his mother can live in a villa!]

The host introduced: “The way to make money today is to make dumplings. The program team provides every child with dumpling wrappers and fillings. Someone will buy the dumplings after they are made. This is customer information.”

There were several large display boards behind the host, with cartoon characters drawn on them and text introductions, which the host read one by one.

The dumplings that each customer liked to eat had different fillings, the quantity they needed was also different, and the prices given by customers were also different.

How to make dumplings and which dumplings to make, if there were too many, they would definitely not be sold. These issues required children to think about, then cooperated, and negotiated to maximize benefits.

The program team also hoped that several children could get closer through this task.

But this complicated the simple process of making dumplings, like a math word problem.

Jiang Ranyang felt dizzy after looking at it, and his eyes were darkened: “Uncle, what am I going to do?”

The host said: “You need to make dumplings, but if the quantity exceeds the demand, you won’t be able to sell them. You need to spend your own money to buy the dumplings that cannot be sold.”

When Jiang Ranyang heard this, his eyes widened immediately: “You are black-hearted traders!”

[Laughing to death, Jiang Ranyang’s words are so interesting.]

[I also think that the program team is quite black-hearted. This looks so complicated. Is it to cheat the kids out of their money?]

[I, I actually can’t understand it. I’m dreaming back to the Mathematical Olympiad [tears]]

The host said: “We are here to provide everyone with a way to make money. Children who want to change their homes and live in a big villa can make more dumplings today to earn money.”

This sentence touched Jiang Ranyang. He didn’t want to live in a tent anymore, and neither did his mother.

At least, live in a bungalow next time. Jiang Ranyang clenched his fists: “Okay, I’ll take care of it!”

As a man, he has to shoulder the burden of the family!

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