My Co-renting Lady Boss
Chapter 119 - 0119: Slimming Ice Pop

Chapter 119: Chapter 0119: Slimming Ice Pop

The room was very messy, filled with numerous goods, and at the very back, there was a small single bed on which Xia Wenjun was sleeping.

Tang Ming walked over, glanced at Xia Wenjun’s complexion—which wasn’t too good—then picked up his hand, felt his pulse, and suddenly said, "Auntie, Uncle should have recovered about seventy to eighty percent by now, according to my last estimate. How come there is no improvement at all?"

"Little Tang, is the situation serious?"

Wei’er’s mom’s face changed color as she asked anxiously.

After Tang Ming put down Xia Wenjun’s hand, he said, "If the situation continues, it will become very serious. First of all, Uncle has been bedridden for years, his physical constitution is already not strong, and his old stubborn illness hasn’t been cured. If this new injury doesn’t heal, it could lead to serious complications, and could even become life-threatening."

"Ah!"

Wei’er’s mom’s eyes immediately reddened, and she said with sobs:

"It’s all my fault for being useless, making La Xia stop his medicine. Otherwise, his injury should have healed by now."

"Mom, you can’t blame yourself, our family really has no money left. I know you have secretly cried many times over Dad’s medication..."

Upon hearing about her dad’s condition, Xia Wei’er couldn’t care less about her pride.

"Our family is out of money?"

The fatty said with confusion, "Didn’t the Ma Family pay ten million in compensation? Didn’t you go to the bank to withdraw it?"

"We did, but the bank said the check had been canceled, people from the Ma Family had never intended to pay the money at all,"

Xia Wei’er said indignantly.

"That Ma Gangqiang is really despicable,"

Tang Ming said sympathetically after hearing this.

"Big Brother Ming, what do we do now? We can’t just watch them mother and daughter not even being able to afford medicine, can we?"

The fatty said earnestly.

However, Xia Wei’er didn’t want to owe Tang Ming too much, so she was reluctant to let him help again,

"We will not bother you with our family’s issues, we can figure out a solution ourselves."

Wei’er’s mom wanted to speak up, but seeing her daughter’s firm stance, she didn’t know how to start.

"If we really don’t help, I’m afraid Uncle’s illness would get even worse,"

Tang Ming said, "The newly opened cold drink shop across the street is doing good business, it’s taking a lot of your business away. With fewer opportunities to make money in the future, how will you pay the rent and for your dad’s treatment?"

"Our shop’s business will pick up,"

Xia Wei’er said defiantly, "Our stuff is cleaner than theirs! We use boiled water to mix, and they just use tap water directly..."

"Wei’er, don’t be stubborn. Little Tang is right; the new cold drink shop is larger than ours, has better decorations, and full equipment. They have all sorts of cold and hot beverages and desserts. Our business will undoubtedly become even more difficult in the future. Now we’re about to pay the rent again; we can’t let your dad’s illness go untreated just because of pride,"

Wei’er’s mom said with a sigh, "Asking for help is not shameful; we are genuinely in trouble, not like those fake beggars on the street who pretend to be disabled and deceive people for money."

"Mom!"

Xia Wei’er didn’t want to ask for help because she didn’t want to owe Tang Ming too much! Owing too much, how could she ever repay? So she said with great reluctance, "But we can’t bother other people either."

"We’re already out of money, and besides, Little Tang is not just anyone else, isn’t he your friend?"

Wei’er’s mother turned her head to Tang Ming and said, "Xiao Tang, auntie knows you’re full of ideas, so please help auntie come up with some solutions."

"Has your landlord asked you to pay the rent?"

Tang Ming had also discerned a hint of the problem and couldn’t help but ask.

"Yes, the landlord has been quite lenient, allowing us a month to come up with the rent money. That’s why we don’t have extra money for Wei’er’s father’s medicine. After all, this small shop is the only place our family has to live and make a living. We can’t afford to lose it."

Wei’er’s mother said with sadness.

"Oh, in that case, you need to make money quickly."

Tang Ming said, "Although the shop opposite is doing well, as long as you have a product attractive enough to draw customers, you can succeed. The pedestrian traffic here at the snack street is huge. If you can just capture ten percent of these customers’ business daily, that would be incredible."

"I know, but the stuff my family makes is basically what any cold drink shop does. Almost every cold drink shop has it. As long as you use good ingredients and make it with care, you can produce this taste."

Wei’er’s mother said with difficulty.

That was indeed the situation. These days, with easy access to supplies and simple techniques, the flavors of cold drink and milk tea shops tend to be very similar. It all comes down to whether the shop is willing to use good materials. With a willingness to use quality ingredients, the flavor is naturally good. So there really isn’t any talk of exclusive secret recipes or unique flavors, since all the shops get their ingredients from the same wholesale market.

"Auntie, the popsicles you make taste good. Why not put more effort into that?"

The chubby one didn’t understand these subtleties and suggested.

"Popsicles are just made with somewhat better ingredients, and the milk is genuine, which is why they taste good. But how much can a popsicle cost? There’s not much profit, and with the weather changing, they’re not suitable for sale every day,"

Wei’er’s mother analyzed.

"Popsicles?"

Tang Ming thought for a moment, then with a flash of inspiration, he smiled and said, "That’s it, let’s do something with the popsicles."

"What do you mean?"

The chubby one looked at Tang Ming, somewhat puzzled.

Even though Xia Wei’er had said she didn’t want to trouble Tang Ming, at this moment, she was all ears as well.

Tang Ming said proudly, "New types of popsicles, or you can call them weight-loss popsicles. They’re not just tasty, but most importantly, they have a detoxifying and fat-reducing effect. Eating these popsicles won’t cause a stomachache, but they will help the body expel some toxins and fats, leading to weight-loss and beauty effects. In a snack street where young people are the majority, do you think such a product would be popular?"

"It would definitely be popular, but I can’t make that,"

Wei’er’s mother said, shaking her head disheartenedly, "Weight-loss popsicles? I’ve never even heard of them, let alone know how to make them, and there are no supplies for it for sale!"

"I can help you produce a batch of weight-loss popsicles to see if they’re effective. Moreover, each popsicle can’t be sold as cheaply as before. They need to be priced higher. If it’s too cheap, others might think it’s ineffective, just a regular popsicle with a new name to deceive people,"

Tang Ming said.

"Tang Ming, don’t mess around. This sounds unreliable. If people don’t experience any weight-loss effects, that would be fraud, and the business authorities would shut down the shop,"

Xia Wei’er said, shaking her head in disbelief.

"I’m not talking about fakes, but real weight-loss popsicles. I know how to make them,"

Tang Ming said, patting his chest confidently.

"You know how to make weight-loss popsicles?"

Xia Wei’er frowned, "These things will be eaten by people. If there’s any issue, it could cause us big trouble. How can we mess around with that lightly?"