The helicopter landed slowly on the lawn of the fishing ground. Anyway, the area is empty, so I don’t worry about what will be blown.

  The four Powell discussed returning to the fishing grounds. Shirley held a small cash box made for them by Auerbach. This is the four of them. The money for selling dumplings is stored here.

  Seeing the helicopter, the four children were not too enthusiastic about it. After turning around, they diverted their attention. Gordon and Michelle went to tease the violent pineapple. Shirley jumped to Qin Shiou's side and raised the money box braggingly, "Qin, guess how much money we made today?"

  Qin Shiou stretched out his hand and squeezed Da Lolita’s fleshy face, and smiled: “Well, I guess it’s forty yuan.”

  Shirley’s point of making money is not pure profit, but how much money they sold. Generally, they prepare about forty boxes of dumplings every day, at a price of one Canadian dollar per box. They are good in quality and cheap, so they can always sell them out.

   Shirley giggled, avoiding his hand, and said, "You guessed it wrong, it's five hundred and fifty yuan!"

   "What? Are you sure it's not fifty-five yuan?" Qin Shiou said in shock, this is indeed too unexpected.

  Shirley was taken aback, shook her head vigorously, and whispered: "No, no, no, I mean, um, fifty-five yuan, yes, fifty-five yuan."

  Qin Shiou breathed a sigh of relief, and Powell turned his head and shouted, "No, Shirley, it's five hundred and fifty yuan!"

  Shirley blinked her big dim eyes, opened the box and looked at it. The little chicken nodded as if pecking at rice: "Yes, it's five hundred and fifty yuan. I can't count the money."

  Qin Shiou can't laugh or cry. Da Lolita is very bad about this, she is very poor in math. Especially with money, it is even worse. Looking at the summer workbook, about mathematics, it is terrible.

  Vini asked curiously: "How can you make so much?"

Shirley explained with a grin: "Today we met some outrageous uncles and aunts. We took photos with them, and they gave us a lot of tips. Moreover, Grandpa Hickson also developed a new project for us, that is, selling Frozen juice. A cup of five yuan, a lot of people buy it."

  Qin Shiou looked at the cash box, and indeed, there were four pale yellow Boden banknotes inside.

The   Boden bill is the nickname for the one-hundred Canadian dollar bill, because the portrait printed on it is the former Canadian Prime Minister Robert Laird-Boden.

  It’s okay to determine the amount. Qin Shiou patted Shirley’s head and praised: "Good job, kids. Tomorrow we will sell together and try to make more money, okay?"

  Shirley jumped away to prevent Qin Shiou from touching the top of her head, pouting, "I'm not a kid anymore, don't touch me like this."

  Qin Shiou chuckled and said, "Okay, eldest child, I want to ask you a question. You made five hundred and fifty yuan today. If the four of you have to split equally, how much will each of you cost?"

Shirley’s big eyes straightened suddenly, she stared at the money in the cash box and muttered: "Five hundred and fifty yuan, so many, how much is one person? One hundred for one person? No, two hundred for one person? Nor, either. How much is one person?"

  Vini pursed her lips and smiled: "You are stumped, Qin."

  Gordon walked up carelessly and took away two hundred and fifty yuan. Said: "How simple. I am two hundred and five, and one of you is one hundred...Oh, you loose my ears, Shirley, if you pin my ears, I will be angry..."

  Shirley pushed Gordon away to grab the money. She grinned and said, "I have two hundred and fifty yuan, and the three of them are one hundred yuan each. Right? OK, yes, long live."

  Qin Shiou shook his head helplessly, and smiled: "This group of small two hundred and five, don't even think about passing the arithmetic course in the future."

  As it is said, Qin Shiou is responsible for picking up the dumplings in the evening, and Shirley’s four children are responsible for making dumplings. Tomorrow they will sell dumplings together.

  Now the four children have changed the way of making dumplings. You don’t need to make dumpling skins yourself. There is a pasta shop in the town, and the owner specially prepares dumpling skins for them. You can buy them every day.

  Before, a box of ten dumplings was only sold for one yuan, because Qin Shiou didn’t make money, but just wanted to let the children exercise, and the people in the town were not used to eating dumplings, and no one bought them if they were too expensive.

  Now that there are tourists, there is no need to worry about the sales of dumplings. Qin Shiou directly raised the price. A box of dumplings is five yuan, but the number is expanded, and a box of dumplings becomes 20.

  The price is really not expensive, after all, the fish used in the dumplings are all wild carp. Eating this kind of dumplings in China costs 30 to 40 yuan per plate for twenty, while Qin Shiou only sells them for five Canadian dollars, which is 25 yuan.

  Opened the stall, Qin Shiou changed the price, and Father Hickson smiled and said, "Hey, you are a profiteer."

  Qin Shiou said: "No, this is the normal market law. It used to be to make money and sell it."

  This time he drove the President No.1 to come, directly connected the speakers to the on-board computer, and opened it to the legend of Phoenix.

  In the morning, tourists have to solve breakfast by themselves. Some people are not used to eating pizza or burgers, so they put their idea on dumplings.

   Soon, a young couple came over and quarreled as they walked:

   "What kind of dumplings are you eating? We flew for 20 hours to Canada, just to eat dumplings?"

  "I don’t like western food. I really don’t like those fried fish fillets, fried fish fillets, grilled fish, and fried fish. I really don’t like dumplings."

  "Have you thought about seeing that little Lolita? What do you like to eat dumplings? Isn't dumplings fish?"

   "What do you mean, am I that kind of person? Damn, how did the price of dumplings go up?"

  Qin Shiou smiled and said in Chinese: "It used to be a promotional price. Now the price has returned to normal. Do you think our dumplings are expensive? The fish in it are all natural wild fish."

   Seeing Qin Shiou heard his Chinese again, the little couple was surprised. The young man hurriedly handed out cigarettes. Qin Shiou refused and invited them into the restaurant to wait for the dumplings.

  Someone came to eat breakfast later. The Li Delong couple he met before also brought their daughter to eat dumplings. It seems that Shirley and their dumplings are really popular.

  Li Delong is also considered a rich man. He has strong eyesight. He saw the Cadillac connected to the speaker not far away and asked with a smile: "That's your car? Are you driving the President One to sell dumplings?"

  Qin Shiou pointed to the four children, and said: "This is the grandson and granddaughter of one of my elders. I accompany them. They have to be self-reliant."

  Li Delong said to his daughter: "I see, these kids are not a few years older than you, and they can make money."

  The little girl is very powerful, pointing at Cadillac’s milk and said gruffly: "Dad, if you are willing to drive such a car to accompany me to sell things, then I am willing."

  Qin Shiou laughed and took the girl to the car and showed her a few photos in all directions.

  As soon as the tourists arrived, the sales of dumplings surged. According to Qin Shiou’s promotion, the tourists bought half of the forty dumplings.

  After finishing the breakfast, Qin Shiou called the four little guys to his side. Shirley counted the money, and he told him: "Did you see it? This is business. Pay attention to publicity. You can also do a promotion in the future..."

  "Who buys dumplings, how about we let Shirley kiss him? I think this promotion method is fine." Gordon said triumphantly.

  Qin Shiou looked at no one next to him, took out ten dollars, and said: "Okay, let me get two dumplings first." (To be continued~^~)