"Give me one."

"Sure thing~" The small stall owner smiled and handed a dung scoop to Mo Jingchun.

Another easy big sale.

Isn’t this more profitable than running a small shop?

A scoop that costs ten bucks in stock is sold for fifty, delightful.

These dung scoops, Mo Jingchun’s generation still has quite a few people who recognize them.

Li Xuanyu and Wei Luxue were holding water scoops, and when they saw Mo Jingchun take a dung scoop, they were stunned.

"Are you sure you want to use a dung scoop?"

Mo Jingchun weighed the dung scoop in his hand, it was okay, not too heavy, felt just right in his hand.

Hearing Li Xuanyu’s words, Mo Jingchun chuckled.

"Dung scoop in hand, I own the world; within three meters, who dares to challenge me."

"I dare!" Candy finally got a word in, waving the big water gun in her hand.

Mo Jingchun turned to glare at his sister and said mercilessly:

"You don’t count."

"If you squirt me with that water gun, I’m not taking you with me."

Candy, whose momentum vanished instantly, pouted and defiantly let out a soft hum.

"Hmph."

Now, in front of the stall, Mo Jingchun pointed to the things the others were holding and asked:

"Boss, we’re together; how much in total?"

"The toy water gun is 50, the water scoops are 30 each, the dung scoop is 50, so that’s 190 in total."

"I’ve transferred it to you." Expensive it is, Mo Jingchun didn’t fuss about it.

When it comes to making money, what he earns exceeds 190 yuan.

As they gathered near the tourism spot bus, Li Xuanyu finally said:

"The stuff that uncle sells is really expensive."

"For a water scoop of this quality, ten bucks would be the max,"

Upon hearing this, Mo Jingchun rolled his eyes.

"I know, but since we’re here for fun, we should be prepared to be big spenders."

"I bet on Pinduoduo, it costs just a few bucks."

At this point, Zhou Yaling, who was testing the feel of the water scoop, let out a cold laugh.

"Ha, maybe the boss got his stock from Pinduoduo."

As soon as Zhou Yaling said this, Mo Jingchun and the others turned to look at her.

Touching his chin, Mo Jingchun thought for a moment and laughed:

"You know, you might actually be right."

"Speaking of it, this is a perfect example of boosting the local economy."

"As long as this tourist spot doesn’t go out of business, everyone in the surrounding area benefits."

"Stall selling, homemade dishes, guesthouses, you name it—anything can make money."

"The key is the low investment but the shocking profit margin."

A light breeze brushed by, lifting Candy’s little bangs.

The little one glanced around—the lack of water around meant no chance to test the water gun’s power right then.

Xia still hadn’t come; it was almost unbearably hot.

She had to settle for staying in her brother’s shadow to escape the heat a little.

"Isn’t that just like the Candy Technology Park? There are a lot of stalls at the park entrance too."

"Almost, but the stalls near the company can’t sell stuff that’s too expensive."

Suddenly remembering that he hadn’t asked Wei Luxue about her situation since she joined the lab,

Mo Jingchun pondered and then asked Wei Luxue:

"Wei Luxue, are you getting used to the lab? If not, I can transfer you to another lab."

"It’s great, I’m getting the hang of it."

Thinking of the ternary computer in the lab, Wei Luxue looked at Mo Jingchun as if he were a monster.

After being with the lab’s researchers for so long, how could Wei Luxue not know that the ternary computer project was Mo Jingchun’s proposal?

And it was entirely backed by Mo Jingchun.

Sometimes, Wei Luxue even suspected Mo Jingchun of being an alien, simply because he knew too much, across different fields.

"Yay! Xia is finally back."

Crouching on the ground, Candy had been staring at the ticket booth; seeing Xia finally coming out, she stood up in joy.

"Brother, let’s get on the bus, it’s so hot."

Not long after, Xia Xiaomin came over with a bag.

Inside the transparent bag were rubber wristbands.

"Boss, these are the wristbands for the storage room."

After handing a wristband to Mo Jingchun, Xia Xiaomin pointed to a row of buildings on the right and said:

"That’s the changing room over there."

"The end of the rafting is right behind the changing room."

Casually wearing the wristband on his right hand, Mo Jingchun nodded as he looked in the direction Xia Xiaomin pointed.

"Got it."

Xia Xiaomin distributed wristbands to everyone, and Mo Jingchun pinched Candy’s bun hairstyle, smiling as he said: "After rafting, follow your sister to change clothes, alright?"

The little one scratched her head, puzzlingly asking:

"Not changing now~"

"No need, you don’t change for rafting, change all at once after the fun is over."

Mo Jingchun took the clothes that Candy was supposed to change into from Feiyan and handed them to Zhou Yaling.

"You all put away any items you won’t need."

After another fifteen minutes of fuss, Mo Jingchun and his group finally boarded the bus.

"The rafting starting point has arrived, all passengers, please disembark in an orderly manner."

Holding the dung scoop, Mo Jingchun stood at the disembarkation area, looking above the river.

No wonder there’s always water in this river, turns out there’s a big reservoir at the starting point.

Judging by the height of this dam, it’s at least fifty meters tall, how much water does it store?

"Brother, let’s go."

All he could see was water, and the little one was already chomping at the bit.

With the little one pushing him hard, Mo Jingchun joined a long queue.

The people... there were a lot of people, not just a few.

At this moment, Xia Xiaomin, who was in the line ahead of Mo Jingchun, suddenly turned around, giving Mo Jingchun a peculiar look.

Mo Jingchun instinctively touched his face, and curiously asked, "Is there something on my face?"

Xia Xiaomin shook her head, "No."

"Boss, look in front of you."

Mo Jingchun looked in the direction Xia Xiaomin pointed, then looked at the dung scoop in his hand.

He fell silent, thoroughly silent.

The stall owner was really not decent, knowing full well that dung scoops were forbidden here, yet he sold them anyway.

Under that blue prohibition sign, there was a heap of brand new dung scoops, clearly showing that he wasn’t the only one who got tricked.

Looking at the dung scoop in his hand, Mo Jingchun said in a gloomy tone:

"A businessman like that is bound to get beaten up."

"He’s really playing a risky game, maybe he’s hoping someone would beat him up."

If he gets beaten up, he could lie around openly choosing vehicles.

Sighing, looking like such a big spender, today he is destined to be one.

Not allowing the use of dung scoops, maybe it’s because the people here are afraid that someone would get out of hand and start a fight.

Fine, fine.

"Lone Wolf."

"Boss, you called me?"

Mo Jingchun handed the dung scoop to Lone Wolf, "Take off the stick, I only need the scoop."

"Got it."

With a strong tug, the wooden stick was pulled off the dung scoop by Lone Wolf.