I was in my final year of high school, and my deskmate found out I was writing a novel!

"Bro, where are you? I've arrived at the location, but I can't see you."

"Wait a minute, I'll come get you. The signboard isn't up yet."

Ye Feng finished his college entrance exams, and his cousin called to insist that he come over and visit.

He really couldn't refuse, because his uncle also asked him to go back and play, and he really didn't want to go back because it was too hot.

Before long, Ye Feng saw his cousin and quickly drove over.

My cousin bought a house about five kilometers away from Ye Feng. There is a very good primary school in the area, and this house is in a good school district. The school place is still available, and my uncle also paid a lot of money for it.

"Come on, let me show you the shops I've got my eye on."

He then got into Ye Feng's car and directed Ye Feng to the place he had mentioned.

It looked like a small shop with a sign that read "Clothing Store" above the entrance.

"Was this just rented?"

"It hasn't been rented yet. I'm still negotiating with the landlord. It's such a tiny place, and they want 60,000 a year. I think that's a bit expensive."

"Sixty thousand!"

"Yeah, otherwise I would have won her over long ago."

Looking around, there were indeed quite a few residential areas, and a lot of people around, but these were just Ye Feng's own thoughts; he knew nothing about this.

"Cousin, are you really sure?"

"What kind of talk is that? I haven't just been renovating the house for the past six months; I've also been practicing making fried rice for six months now, and the taste is much better!"

Ye Feng ignored his cousin's boasting and offered no comment.

"You didn't call me here just to get advice from me, did you? I don't have that kind of ability."

"Of course I have some! You're making so much money these days, give me some advice!"

"That's different! I was writing novels, this is doing business!"

"Hey, it's all about making money, give me some advice!"

"I know absolutely nothing about this! Even if you asked me to say something, I wouldn't be able to say anything!"

Ye Feng was speechless. He didn't know what his cousin was thinking, asking an eighteen-year-old who had just finished the college entrance examination to give advice on his business. Did the other party even believe him?

"Just give me your opinion. If you were buying something, what would you want from this store?"

"Hmm... more variety, I guess. As for the others... I really don't know."

How can he possibly comment on a simple fried rice dish? He can't possibly come up with any fancy ideas about it; it's just that it tastes good.

"What you said is as good as saying nothing at all. Oh, by the way, I was also planning to make some handmade dumplings, the kind you make yourself."

"No... Brother, can you manage to cook so much? There's fried rice and sleeping food. How about making some noodles too? We can open in the morning."

"That's right! How come I didn't think of that?"

Goodness, you can't even tell? What's he going to do?

"I'm not going to rent this shop for now. I'll find a place to further my studies and learn to make noodles. It doesn't have to be too complicated, just simple noodles will do. This place is close to the school, so business will definitely be good."

"Cousin, do you really think a kid that young can come here for breakfast? If it were me, I wouldn't come even if my family gave me the money. I'd rather just eat something simple and save some money."

"The parents brought it; they brought two portions at once."

"...Parents these days are so lazy, they're always in a rush, they don't have time to make noodles, and the parking here is terrible."

Ye Feng shared his thoughts, not knowing if they were right or wrong; they were just his own feelings.

My cousin really took it to heart, lit a cigarette, and fell into deep thought.

He could still listen to what Ye Feng said. Ever since he learned that Ye Feng earned tens or hundreds of thousands a month, he had stopped treating Ye Feng like a child. After all, someone who could earn so much money a month must have something to offer, otherwise why would his sister be a loser?

"Then what do you suggest I do? I can't just stay home and play all day, can I?"

"Hmm... Bro, have you seen that video of someone selling spicy chicken noodles? Oh, and also the one about making sesame seed cakes, the kind that come in all sorts of shapes?"

"What the hell?"

Seeing that he hadn't seen it before, Ye Feng took out his phone and started searching for it, then showed it to him.

It's actually very simple: a small portion of spicy chicken noodles, along with various snacks.

As for the sesame seed cakes, they should be made into shapes that elementary school students like; they don't need to be too elaborate, just recognizable.

These things all have one thing in common: they're cheap!

Yes, it's cheap. How much money do elementary school students have in their pockets? They can afford to try something for one or two yuan. But if you make something for ten or twenty yuan, they won't have the money even if they want to eat it.

Besides, it's so expensive, wouldn't it be better to save the money and buy skincare products instead?

"This...is that alright? One or two dollars a serving isn't even enough to cover the cost of the work."

"Don't underestimate the small amount. There are many students here, and look at how many residential areas there are. The adults might also buy some to try. Besides, we don't need to rent a shop; just a small cart will do. As long as it's kept clean, the parents will feel at ease. With just a few dollars' worth of food, how could parents refuse to buy it for us!"

Ye Feng really felt that the 60,000 yuan storefront was not worth it. How much money could one earn in a year? He was working so hard that he had to give away 60,000 yuan.

The main problem is that he's never been exposed to these things before, and he's a bit petty.

However, when running a small business like this, controlling costs is the most important thing, isn't it?

"I'll think about it some more. I don't want to set up a stall. Xiao Heng will be starting school here soon, and it wouldn't be good if he felt ashamed."

Ye Feng was speechless, but his cousin's idea was indeed correct. Who could guess what a child was thinking? What if one day a classmate mentioned that his father had a stall near the school? It might really make the child dislike studying.

This isn't about presenting facts or reasoning; it's something that will actually happen. Don't talk about looking down on them or looking up to them. Kids really do say things like that, and what can you do about it?

As we were chatting, it was time for school to end, and there were already quite a few parents waiting at the school gate.

But the older children went straight to the various shops near the school gate, just browsing without buying anything.

"Why are these kids wandering around here instead of going home?"

Ye Feng was curious. Why weren't they all going home? Didn't they have homework?

"These children are all in fifth or sixth grade. School lets out too early now, and their families haven't even gotten off work yet. They're waiting for their parents to pick them up."

"So you're just going to wander around here by yourself?"

"What can we do? Those who can take the bus home by themselves should do so, or they can wait here until their parents get off work and come to pick them up."

"That's so dangerous."

"What's so dangerous about it? Look over here, there are several security posts. It's just that they're worried about something happening. There's no other way. If there were any other way, they wouldn't do it this way."

In this way, Ye Feng had an idea, and he felt that this matter could actually be done!

So, Ye Feng pulled his cousin into the car and began to explain his thoughts!