With a space sweetheart

Chapter 20

　　He packed up the stall and went to buy some more icing and big urns.

　　There are not many sodas made at home, and now the business is booming, so we can't run out of stock.

　　I bought five more large urns in one go. He is also considered a regular customer, so discuss it with the boss, pay one or two today, and give him five hundred cash tomorrow. Then, I went to the sugar store and bought a lot of icing, so I could start making it when I got back.

　　I am full of motivation in my heart. If this continues, building a house and getting married are just around the corner. Thinking that the matchmaker Wang in the village will come back from her daughter's house tomorrow, and that she can go to Zhang's house to find out what's going on, her heart is even hotter.

　　As usual, Uncle Li was asked to help send the big urn back, and Lin Zhao walked back to the village by himself. Before leaving the town, he was stopped by Mr. Song.

　　"Brother Lin, do you still have that soda?" Mr. Song was out of breath, and asked when he saw him.

　　"There are still some, but not many." Lin Zhao replied.

　　"How much more will be sent to the restaurant. People who have come to the restaurant in the past two days have asked for soft drinks by name. The fifty catties last time have bottomed out."

　　As Lin Zhao expected, the business of the restaurant is also good.

　　He thought for a moment and agreed. It just so happens that he also has to stay at home to make soda. I'm afraid he doesn't have time to set up a stall, so it's fine to sell it in a restaurant.

　　But it seems that I have to find someone to help. Delay in setting up a stall will not only make less money, but also lose regular customers. With a measure in his mind, he exchanged greetings with Boss Song, and was about to leave when the boy from the tavern also came.

　　"Boss Lin, I found you." The little boy was also sweating, "Our shopkeeper asked me to order another two hundred catties of soda with you. This is the money."

　　As he spoke, he took out three taels of silver from his pocket and handed it to him. It was crisp and neat, still in the style of a tavern owner.

　　Lin Zhao took the money and said, "It's just that the soft drinks are out of stock now, and we have to wait four or five days."

　　"Four or five days?" The boy could not help but raise his voice. The soda in the store was about to run out, and the boss even agreed with the old customers to give them a few catties. If it's gone, the boss can't be talked about by regular customers?

　　"How many are there now, can we share some in our store? To tell you the truth, I have already made an agreement with the old customers, and it is really hard to shirk." The young man was also clever, and made a bow immediately.

　　Lin Zhao was a little embarrassed, and Mr. Song at the side said: "I have already made an order with Brother Lin for the rest, but if the tavern is in urgent need, I will share some."

　　Mr. Song and Lin Zhao have been friends for many years, so he is naturally happy to see his business is booming, and he is willing to back down. At this time, there are more taverns, and Brother Lin and the tavern are also easy to deal with.

　　The young man immediately laughed, bowed to Mr. Song again, and said, "Thank you Mr. Song." They have business contacts and know each other.

　　The three of them decided that the remaining soda would be 30 catties for taverns and 40 catties for restaurants. After Lin Zhao returned to the village, he asked Uncle Li to deliver it.