Reborn as a Fake Heiress Marrying the Tycoon-Chapter 1155: You Can’t Buy It Elsewhere

His older brother had told him the deal: he’d handle the research and production side of things, and though he’d take a little loss, it was fair enough—each ice cream would be sold for six cents, and he’d get four cents, leaving only two cents for Su Li.

Su Li immediately began counting on his fingers, doing the math. Two cents for each ice cream—if he could sell thirty a day, that would add up quickly. Wow, the numbers shocked him! This was way faster than collecting scraps for money.

After class, Su Li placed his ice cream box on his desk and opened the lid of his insulated container. He pulled out a pink ice cream and handed it to Gao Ming. "Gao Ming, this is my big brother’s new invention—a magical snack to beat the heat and satisfy your cravings. It’s mixed-flavor ice cream. I’ll give you a strawberry one to try. It’s so delicious, and you can’t find it anywhere outside."

Gao Ming stared at the cold little box that Su Li handed him, a bit surprised. Was this really the way to make money, as Su Li said? It looked so appealing, cold and refreshing in his hand, almost like a popsicle, but in a small container. There was even a wooden stick to scrape the ice cream like a popsicle. How interesting!

He took a bite, and was immediately blown away. "Su Li, this ice cream is amazing! It’s way better than a popsicle! Popsicles are just sweet, but this one’s sweet and creamy, with real strawberry flavor. It’s so good! I want another one. How much is it per piece?"

Gao Ming genuinely wanted to help Su Li’s older brother, but he wasn’t just saying it for that reason. The ice cream really was that good, and he didn’t want to miss out on it. He’d be upset if he couldn’t get more of it in the future.

Su Li took the opportunity to share more about the ice cream. "Okay, I’ll sell you a pineapple-flavored one for six cents."

Without hesitation, Gao Ming pulled out the money from his pocket and handed it to Su Li, then quickly took his pineapple-flavored ice cream and went to share it with the other classmates.

At first, when they heard the price—six cents—they thought it was too expensive. After all, a regular popsicle only cost three cents, and they were reluctant to buy.

But with Gao Ming walking around, showing off his ice cream, their resistance began to fade. It wasn’t that they couldn’t afford it; they just thought it was a bit much.

Someone finally asked, "Su Li, why are you selling it for six cents? That’s so expensive!"

But Su Li didn’t get upset. He calmly repeated the words his big brother had taught him. "Because my big brother says it should be six cents. This is his invention, and you can’t get it anywhere else. Six cents per box. It’s not expensive! You can come check it out if you like. No pressure to buy. There are lots of flavors—strawberry, pineapple, watermelon, red and green double-flavors, and my brother is even working on new ones."

The little food lovers couldn’t resist anymore. They crowded around Su Li’s desk, eagerly inspecting the ice creams. "Wow, this looks so good! Look, the watermelon flavor even has watermelon seeds and rind—it’s so realistic! Su Li, your brother is amazing!"

"Su Li, can you give us some to try? We’ll buy more if we like it, just like you gave one to Gao Ming."

Su Li stood his ground. He needed to make money for his baby brother, so he couldn’t just give out ice cream. "This is for sale, not for free. I need to make money. If you guys don’t want to buy, then I’ll close the box. If it melts, I won’t be able to sell it in the cafeteria later."

His big brother had designed the perfect insulated box, one that could keep things cold or warm. As long as the lid stayed closed, the ice cream wouldn’t melt. Su Li quickly shut the box to emphasize his point.

The little foodies panicked. They dug out their money, lining up to buy the ice cream. "Su Li, I’ll take a strawberry one!"

"I want a pineapple and a watermelon. I’ll eat the pineapple now and save the watermelon for lunch. And make sure to save me a double-flavor one for later!"

By the end of the day, Su Li had sold twenty-five ice creams, with another ten orders placed for the next round. He was so pleased, but also felt like his big brother hadn’t made enough ice cream. He’d have to tell him to make more—after all, the demand was growing fast. The more ice cream he could sell, the more money he’d make.

He wasn’t afraid of the hard work. His only worry was that he wouldn’t be a good little brother. He had to earn money for his new baby brother or sister. He had to earn more!