At the end of the semester, Zhou Xiaoyun reluctantly bid farewell to Fang Wenchao.

  She wanted to return the harmonica to Fang Wenchao, but Fang Wenchao shook his head and said: "Give it to you, anyway I won't use it anymore. Practice well at home in the summer. Here, take these two music scores."

  Zhou Xiaoyun took over the score, and tears flowed uncontrollably down her face.

  Fang Wenchao was flustered and at a loss when he saw the little girl crying, even though she was only eight years old.

  He took out his handkerchief and handed it to Zhou Xiaoyun to wipe away her tears: "Don't cry, Zhou Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

  After wiping away her tears, Zhou Xiaoyun secretly put away the handkerchief as a keepsake: "I'm not uncomfortable, it's just that I thought about not being able to see Teacher Fang in the future and couldn't bear to part with you."

  Fang Wenchao laughed after hearing Zhou Xiaoyun's reason: "This silly kid, isn't it just a summer vacation? Won't they see each other when school starts?"

  Zhou Xiaoyun was secretly lamenting, you've all gone to school in the city now, how can I still see you?!

  After bidding farewell to Fang Wenchao, Zhou Xiaoyun walked back home with her head hung low in a sorrowful mood.

  After returning home, Zhou Xiaoyun quietly washed the handkerchief and put it in the drawer of the table. Sometimes, she would stare at the handkerchief absent-mindedly.

  Dabao saw this and curiously picked up the handkerchief: "Da Ya, where did this handkerchief come from?"

  Zhou Xiaoyun immediately snatched back her handkerchief and gave Dabao a big white eye, refusing to answer.

  After calming down, Zhou Xiaoyun decided to do something to divert her attention.

  What can I do to kill time and make some money?

  Zhou Xiaoyun hadn't forgotten that she had planned to save up and buy an accordion, but an accordion wouldn't come cheap.

  Judging from the weight of that little pig she has now, it's still unknown when she'll be able to save up enough money. Just cutting expenses isn't a solution, think of ways to increase income!

  According to Zhou Xiaoyun's observation, the weather has been quite hot recently, and people are very thirsty when they go to the market. Nobody goes to the market with a thermos or water cup, nor have various drinks appeared yet. She remembers that when she was a child, she liked to buy a bowl of tea from street vendors for 5 cents whenever she went out.

  She can set up a small tea stall!

  It doesn't cost much to make it, just boil some water at home, let it cool down, then add some syrup and sugar, stir well. A refreshing and sweet tea is ready.

  Buy a few cheap glass cups and bring up that old table of Da Bao's, set it up in the most bustling part of the market and we can start work.

  Talk is cheap!

  Zhou Xiaoyun first went to Zhou Qianqian's small shop and asked her mother to bring back some edible sugar, flavorings and colorants when she was purchasing goods. The price was unbelievably cheap. Two large bags would probably last the whole summer.

  Zhou Qianqian found it strange that Zhou Xiaoyun wanted to do this, Zhou Xiaoyun smiled mysteriously and said you'll know in a while. This made Zhou Qianqian feel anxious and she often came to ask about it for no reason.

  Zhou Xiaoyun mentioned it again at home with her parents, and coincidentally, Zhou Guoqiang was riding a tricycle to sell pork when she could take the wind car back and forth.

  Zhou Xiaoyun had planned everything well, and all the heavy moving work was taken care of by others.

  Zhou Guoqiang thought for a moment and agreed. Thinking that the child could earn some money, it was just to accompany him to play in the market for half a day. Anyway, it wasn't every day that they set up stalls, and it didn't have much impact on their family life.

  Zhao Yuzhen was somewhat opposed, thinking it wasn't good for her daughter to be messing around with this kind of thing. You say, a little girl playing at home during the summer vacation is great, why would she even think about setting up a tea stand?

  "Mom, I'm not doing anything at home during the summer vacation, so let me go to the market with Dad! Look, I've already bought all the things, if we don't set up a tea stall, won't this money be wasted? At least we should make back the cost! Besides, I can accompany Dad every day. I'll just set up my stall next to Dad's pork stall, you can rest assured!"

  It was probably the sentence "we have to make a profit" that moved Zhao Yu Zhen, she finally nodded in agreement. Zhou Xiao Yun was overjoyed, and hugged Zhao Yu Zhen tightly, shouting "thank you mom!"

  Zhao Yuzhen laughed and scolded: "This kid, full of sweet words!"

  Zhou Xiaoyun was immersed in joy, she remembered that when she was a child, she loved to drink this simple homemade beverage sold by street vendors. The price was not expensive and it tasted good, in the era when cola and orange juice were not popular, it was also suitable for both old and young. I guess I can earn some pocket money this summer!

  After getting her parents' permission, Zhou Xiaoyun started preparing for the market the next day.

  That night, Zhou Xiaoyun found a piece of white cardboard and wrote a few words on it with a brush to use as a sign.

  The next morning, before dawn, Zhou Xiaoyun got up and boiled a pot of hot water.

  Of course, you can also use cold water directly, but drinking cold water is easy to get diarrhea. Like Xiaobao, I estimate that drinking a cup will not be able to bear it, thinking about it and still bother to boil hot water.

  Then pour the hot water into a prepared bucket to cool for half an hour, add some sugar and colorant and stir, a sweet yellow drink similar to orange juice is ready.

  Zhou Xiaoyun covered the small red bucket and brought the glass cup. Then she prepared two small stools, everything was ready.

  Zhou Guoqiang couldn't help but laugh at Zhou Xiaoyun's busy appearance, it seems that Zhou Xiaoyun still takes this matter seriously.

  Zhou Xiaoyun was laughed at by Zhou Guoqiang and felt embarrassed, pretending to be busy moving things towards the tricycle.

  But she was short and small in stature, the stool could be lifted, but the bucket full of tea water really couldn't be lifted.

  Zhou Guoqiang saw Zhou Xiaoyun's small face flushed with effort and felt a pang of sympathy, so he walked up and gently lifted the bucket onto the tricycle.

  Zhou Xiaoyun sent over admiring glances and sweet smiles at the right moment.

  Zhou Guoqiang pushed his tricycle out of the house with a smile, and Zhou Xiaoyun followed him obediently. In less than ten minutes, they arrived at the market.