Rebirth: My college entrance exam score was stolen? I turned the tables and made a billion.

Liu Cuihua looked somewhat anxious.

We finally figured out a way to make money, why did this kid change his mind at the last minute?

Liu Guangming laughed and said, "Brother-in-law, what's the worst thing about doing business? It's like studying; the worst thing is being inflexible."

"The fact that many people are following the trend means that this industry is profitable, but if we go head-to-head with them on price, we will end up losing as a result."

"If others don't have it, I have it; if others have it, I have it better. They're following my lead in cutting and selling watermelons, so this afternoon we'll just sell even better ones!"

Liu Guangming pointed to the cart:

"This afternoon, we'll be selling chilled watermelon juice!"

The courtyard fell silent instantly upon hearing this.

The couple looked at each other in bewilderment.

Zhou Dehou scratched his short hair: "Watermelon juice?"

"Isn't that something only found in high-end restaurants in the city? I heard it requires a machine to process it, and those foreign machines cost a lot of money. How could we afford to get one?"

"That's right, Guangming, this is no joke."

Liu Cuihua waved her hands repeatedly.

"Who says it has to be foreign machinery?"

Liu Guangming rolled up his sleeves, went into the kitchen, and found a large aluminum basin that his older sister usually used to wash vegetables, as well as a brand new, unused steamer cloth.

"Brother-in-law, do you have a rolling pin or a thick rolling pin at home?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll go get it!"

Zhou Dehou hurriedly went inside and pulled out a thick wooden rolling pin.

Liu Guangming took the two items and walked to the stone table in the courtyard, where he began to demonstrate them to the couple.

He picked up a kitchen knife, deftly cut open half a watermelon, and quickly shave the bright red flesh into a large aluminum basin.

Next, he folded the clean gauze cloth in half twice, placed it at the bottom of the basin, and wrapped the melon pulp inside.

"Watch closely."

Liu Guangming picked up a rolling pin, aimed it at the gauze bag in the basin, gripped it tightly with both hands, and began to vigorously pound it.

As the wooden stick fell, a crisp cracking sound rang out, and bright red watermelon juice quickly seeped out through the gaps in the gauze, soon covering the bottom of the basin.

"This is called 'watermelon juice made with a stick,' it has a high juice yield and it's quick!"

Liu Guangming explained as he worked.

"Look, the watermelon flesh is actually all water, and it's all ruined by this. The remaining pulp and seeds are all trapped inside this gauze."

In less than a minute, half a watermelon was mashed into a pulp.

Liu Guangming put down the rolling pin, pinched the four corners of the gauze with both hands, pulled it forcefully to the middle, and then twisted it like wringing a towel.

"Splash—"

Streams of rich, bright red juice poured instantly into the aluminum basin, filling the air with the unique sweet aroma of watermelon.

The black melon seeds and broken fibers were all tightly locked in the gauze bag, while the watermelon juice in the aluminum basin was clear and bright, making it look very tempting.

Zhou Dehou stared in disbelief, not even noticing that Ashima, which was held between his fingers, had fallen to the ground.

"Incredible! This method is absolutely brilliant!"

Zhou Dehou slapped his thigh suddenly.

Liu Cuihua's eyes lit up: "Guangming, how come your mind works so fast!"

Liu Guangming picked up the aluminum basin, scooped half a bowl of water into a coarse porcelain bowl, and handed it to Zhou Dehou:

"Brother-in-law, have a taste."

Zhou Dehou took it, gulped it down in one go, and smacked his lips:

"Sweet! So sweet! It's just...it would be better if it were a little cooler. On this hot day, drinking it lukewarm isn't enough to quench my thirst."

"That hits the nail on the head."

Liu Guangming snapped his fingers. "This afternoon, we'll be selling chilled watermelon juice."

"If we're going to widen the gap, we have to go all out. This ice is our trump card."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Dehou frowned:

"Getting ice isn't easy. In our small county, besides the popsicle carts, who has a refrigerator? Where are we going to get so much ice?"

"Brother-in-law, isn't there an attached popsicle factory behind your cotton mill?"

Liu Guangming looked at him with a smile.

Zhou Dehou was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized:

"That's right! Old Li from the ice-making workshop knows me very well! Every day there are substandard chunks of crushed ice or large blocks of ice in the workshop, and they just melt them into water and throw them away!"

"That's right."

Liu Guangming took out a 100-yuan note and handed it over.

"Brother-in-law, take a sack and make a trip. It'll cost you ten yuan. Take as much as you can. Remember to wrap it in a tattered quilt so it doesn't melt on the way."

Zhou Dehou waved his hand repeatedly, refusing to take the money.

"You don't need ten yuan to buy some crushed ice. I'll just take a bag of Daqianmen cigarettes and Old Li will let me haul half a truckload for free! You wait here, I'm on my way!"

After saying that, Zhou Dehou didn't even finish his meal. He pushed his bicycle, grabbed a large sack and a tattered quilt cover, and rushed out the door.

Looking at her husband's retreating figure and then at the basin full of red juice, Liu Cuihua finally smiled.

"Alright, you two go ahead and do your thing. Guangming, I'll go to the kitchen and stew this meat right now, and I'll add extra glass noodles!"

"Okay, sis! I'm going to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some things, I'll be right back!"

Ten minutes later, Liu Guangming ran back from the supply and marketing cooperative.

He was carrying two large strips of disposable waxed paper cups wrapped in plastic.

These days, this kind of thing isn't common. Only hospitals or some large organizations use it for meetings. It's not cheap; it cost him several dollars.

But for this process of overwhelming the enemy, this investment is absolutely worthwhile.

When he got home, the kitchen was already filled with the rich aroma of braised pork with vermicelli.

Just as I swallowed, the courtyard gate was pushed open with a bang.

Zhou Dehou, covered in sweat, pushed a borrowed tricycle into the yard. Inside the tricycle was a bulging burlap sack, covered by a thick quilt cover, from which white steam was billowing out.

"I got it back! Good heavens, Old Li gave me a whopping fifty huge blocks of ice; my back is practically broken from the weight!"

Zhou Dehou smiled as he wiped his sweat.

When Liu Guangming lifted the quilt cover, he saw that the crystal-clear ice blocks were piled up like a small mountain, and a chill rushed out of him.

Everything is ready!

The family enjoyed their lunch especially.

The pork belly was stewed until tender and juicy, and the glass noodles were soaked in the broth.

Zhou Dehou also got excited.

"Guangming, your brother-in-law used to think you were just a bookworm."

"It seems you're even smarter than our factory manager! Come on, let's have a drink!"

Liu Guangming laughed and said:

"Sister, brother-in-law, this is just the beginning. The best is yet to come."