This humble Taoist priest wants to take the college entrance exam.

Chapter 159 How about Sister Wanyin gives me a ride?

We'll talk about learning the flute when we have time.

Li Wanyin loves music, but unfortunately she doesn't have the opportunity to study it. So, she can only sing as a hobby and pastime.

The bamboo flute that Chen Shi'an gave her was her first musical instrument, and she was overjoyed.

After having lunch together, Chen Shi'an prepared to accompany Li Wanyin to pick up a second-hand street vendor's cart that she had bought on Xianyu (a second-hand marketplace platform).

In the past few days, Li Wanyin has saved enough money to buy all the equipment and raw materials needed to make milk tea and fruit drinks. She has also ordered high-quality cups, straws and other packaging materials online, as well as a stylish billboard and menu.

These things may seem complicated, but you can actually find corresponding customized services on Taobao stores at very affordable prices. The real challenge is actually each person's own initiative. After all, the barrier to entry for setting up a street stall is really low. As long as you are willing to do it and have some start-up capital, you can do it.

"[Tea and Fruit Recipe]"

Chen Shi'an held up the signboard with the name of a fashionable design and read out the three characters on it.

"Milk tea has a good tea base, and fruit drinks have a good ratio of ingredients!"

"Original Leaf Fresh Milk Tea Series: Autumn Osmanthus Floating Jade (Signature)... Fresh Fruit Tea Series: Seven Fruit Drink (Signature)..."

As Chen Shi'an read out the shop name, advertising slogan, and menu, the older sister next to him blushed, lowered her head, and remained silent...

I thought the name was pretty good when I was thinking about it, so why did I feel so ashamed when I heard him pronounce it?

"Stop reading...!"

"I never imagined that Sister Wanyin was such a naming genius."

"...Isn't it awful to hear?"

"No, I think they all sound great."

"……real?"

"Hmm, like this one, 'Autumn Osmanthus Floating Jade', is that the tea drink I taught you to make last time, with osmanthus oolong as the base, and adding fresh milk and osmanthus sauce?"

"……Um."

“‘Autumn Osmanthus Floating on Jade’, not bad. Sister Wanyin is indeed a genius at naming things. The price goes up just by hearing that.”

When Chen Shi'an saw names like "Pear Blossoms Falling in the Pine Breeze," "Autumn Osmanthus Floating on Jade," "Pomelo Dyed on Cloud Tips," and "Clouds Shining on Snow," which were milk tea names that Li Wanyin had given him based on the recipes he provided, he really thought they sounded great.

Moreover, not only do they sound pleasant, but the imagery is also very apt. It is clear that Li Wanyin not only carefully tasted the tea and thoroughly studied the recipe, but also put a lot of thought into how to give these unique tea drinks good names.

Chen Shi'an only gave him the recipe at the time and didn't think much about what to name it. Now that I think about it, if I were to name it myself, I'm afraid I wouldn't be as good as Li Wanyin.

After all, she really put in a lot of effort. I don't know how long she pondered in private before coming up with these elegant, unique names that also showcase the product's features.

"Is it really that good...?"

“It sounds nice. Sister Wanyin is much better at naming things than me. Why don’t you change ‘Seven Fruit Drink’ as well?”

"Hehe, no need for that. This is the name you came up with, let's call it 'Seven Fruit Drink'. I think it sounds great too."

"None of the names that Sister Wanyin chose sound as good."

"..."

Li Wanyin blushed at his words. Chen Shi'an guessed correctly. To match the uniqueness and imagery of these teas, she had to rack her brains to come up with names, much like naming her own child.

The menu offers a fairly wide variety of options, including four types of original leaf milk tea and four types of fresh fruit tea. Each of these is unique to Chen Shi'an and is made using recipes that are not available on the market.

With these eight tea drinks, it's enough to meet the customer needs of a stall or even a shop.

To be honest, it's a little more expensive than regular milk tea from street vendors, but the ingredients are definitely top-notch.

Of course, it certainly won't lose money, since milk tea has a very high profit margin. A cup of high-tech milk tea that costs only two or three yuan to make can be sold for fifteen yuan, with a profit margin as high as seventy or eighty percent.

Li Wanyin's tea, in medium-sized cups, costs an average of seven yuan for raw materials and packaging. Since she runs her own business, she doesn't need to factor in labor costs, and there are no venue costs for her stall. Taking into account raw material losses, promotional discounts, and the one yuan she gives to Chen Shi'an, she can earn about eight yuan per cup sold on average.

This is the advantage of setting up a street stall. Without considering your own labor costs or venue rental, the net profit is basically the same as the gross profit, reaching 40 to 50 percent.

Of course, if the business grows bigger in the future and requires a fixed storefront or additional staff, the net profit margin will definitely not be as high; a profit of 20 or 30 percent would be considered good.

Talking about profit margins in business is useless; you still need sales volume first.

Everything is ready now, except for a street vendor cart to serve as the storefront.

The two people and the cat went downstairs together to a nearby secondhand seller on Xianyu (a Chinese online marketplace) to retrieve the street vendor's cart.

It was midday, and the sun was shining brightly outside. With the arrival of autumn, the weather was no longer as sweltering as in summer, and it had a refreshing and pleasant autumn feel.

"Didn't Sister Wanyin just say that Sister Jiayun and the others were coming to see you this afternoon?"

"It's okay, they won't be there that fast. Don't worry about them, let's go get the car first."

"Is it far?"

"It's not far. It only takes about 30 minutes by bus."

"Then let's go cycling together, Wanyin."

"Hey? Oh right! You have a car now!"

When Li Wanyin saw Chen Shi'an's brand-new bicycle, her eyes lit up. She remembered the post Wen Zhixia had made on her WeChat Moments that day, showing the girl sitting comfortably on the back of Chen Shi'an's bicycle, which made Li Wanyin extremely envious.

"Did you add the rear rack yourself?" "The rack came with the bike."

"What about the seat cushion and footrest?"

"This was added later. With the seat cushion and footrest, it's more convenient for people to sit in the back. Sister Wanyin, please get on the bus."

"Haha, Shi'an, are you going to give me a ride?"

"How about Wanyin gives me a ride? I've never tried sitting in the back seat of my own car before."

Chen Shi'an just mentioned it casually, but Li Wanyin readily agreed.

"Okay! I usually give my sister a ride when we ride. Shi'an, get on the bike, I'll give you a ride!"

"can."

Chen Shi'an got out of the car, gave the driver's seat to Li Wanyin, and then sat on the back of the bicycle.

Li Wanyin straddled Chen Shi'an's bicycle. His seat was adjusted so high that her long legs could barely touch the ground.

With Chen Shi'an's help, Li Wanyin readjusted the height of the seat to suit her own needs. She held the handlebars firmly with both hands and looked back at Chen Shi'an.

"Shi'an, are you seated?"

"Okay, sit tight, Sister Wanyin, let's go."

"...Should you hold my waist with your hand? I'm afraid you might fall off."

"No need, I can sit still."

"...Put it down, put it down. It'll be more stable if you hold on. My skills aren't very good, I'm afraid you'll fall."

Seeing Li Wanyin say this, Chen Shi'an placed his free hands on his sister's waist.

Normally, with her loose clothing, it was impossible to tell how slender Li Wanyin's waist was. But when Chen Shi'an placed his hand on it, the fabric pressed against her waist, and he could feel its astonishing slenderness. The lower edge of his palm inadvertently brushed against the curve where her waist and hips met, and the graceful curve made his fingers freeze almost imperceptibly for half a second, but he quickly relaxed and placed them naturally on her waist.

Li Wanyin clearly did not have the same solid Dao heart as Chen Shi'an.

The moment Chen Shi'an's hand touched her waist, her back tensed up almost reflexively.

The warmth and thickness of his palm seeped through the thin fabric, making every nerve in her body feel as if it were being gently pricked.

She had been trying to remain calm, but the large, well-defined hand on her waist, still warm, made her breathing become erratic and her cheeks flush uncontrollably.

She didn't dare turn around, and could only bite her lip, trying her best to act naturally.

"Are you... are you alright now?"

"Okay, let's go, Sister Wanyin."

"it is good."

The warmth of his palm seemed to spread, traveling down her waist to her heart, making her feel somewhat uneasy, yet inexplicably, she didn't want him to remove his hand... she even wanted him to hold her tighter.

After waiting a while, seeing that Li Wanyin still didn't move, Chen Shi'an asked again:
"Sister Wanyin? Aren't you leaving?"

"...Hold on tighter, I'm leaving."

Feeling the hands around her waist grip her more firmly, Li Wanyin seemed to be injected with adrenaline, and began to stomp on the pedals with all her might.

Then--

"Hey, hey, hey?!"

"oops!"

"Sister Wanyin is rushing straight into the green belt?!"

"...I didn't pay much attention."

Fortunately, Chen Shi'an managed to stop the car steadily with his foot brake; otherwise, he, the car, and the cat would have crashed into the community's green belt.

After this incident, Chen Shi'an gave up on having Li Wanyin give him a ride, and the two switched places, with the younger brother now giving the older sister a ride.

It's definitely more comfortable sitting like this...

Having just had Chen Shi'an place his hands on her waist, Li Wanyin now had a perfectly legitimate reason to place her hands on Chen Shi'an's waist as well, since it was her turn to sit in the back seat.

The moment my fingertips touched his uniform, I could feel the firm muscles underneath. They weren't the hard lines from deliberate training, but the unique firmness of a young man, with a touch of youthful awkwardness. My palm could vaguely feel the curve of his waist and abdomen rising and falling with the pedaling motion.

The warmth made Li Wanyin's cheeks even hotter, and she quietly tightened her grip on his waist.

It's a little embarrassing to admit, but at 22 years old, this is the first time in my life I've been this close to a boy, especially one who's four years younger than me...

Li Wanyin looked down at the road surface churned by the wheels, and all her chaotic thoughts suddenly faded away, leaving only a faint, irrepressible smile that lingered on the corners of her lips.

Chen Shi'an turned his head slightly. His sister was hiding behind him, and he didn't know what she was thinking or what she was laughing about.

but……

Why are you hugging me tighter and tighter?!

(End of this chapter)