Rebirth: Regaining Joyful Moments
Chapter 164: A Bottle for Twenty Cents

Chapter 164: Chapter 164: A Bottle for Twenty Cents

"Yicheng, you made this?" Cheng Hao’s tone rose significantly.

To say that Ling Dong made it, he would believe that, but Yicheng...

Yicheng can do anything, but maybe let’s not count the kitchen.

In the past, Yicheng almost blew up the kitchen.

"It was made at my factory," Pei Yicheng added leisurely.

Only then did Cheng Hao feel that made sense. He buried his head back in his noodle bowl. After finishing a bite, he looked up and asked, "Yicheng, did I just mishear?"

Since when did Yicheng own a factory?

"I started a chili sauce factory."

The news shocked Cheng Hao even more than before. This didn’t seem like Yicheng’s style at all. Wasn’t Yicheng the one who hated people whose eyes were only on money?

"Cough."

Pei Yicheng cleared his throat and said, "I, along with the Xu Family, the Xu Nian’an you met yesterday, started a chili sauce factory—you’re eating the sauce from it right now."

So it was with the Xu Family.

Cheng Hao suddenly felt that Yicheng had changed from before; he had heard yesterday that Yicheng had started dealing in medicinal herbs.

"Yicheng, I... I still have some money." Cheng Hao guessed, wondering if Yicheng was short on cash.

Giving him a sidelong glance, Pei Yicheng said, "Keep your money for your future wife. Want to earn money with me instead?"

"Yes." Cheng Hao replied without hesitation, having long thought that Yicheng, with his smart mind, could make a lot of money if he was willing to put his mind to business.

Unfortunately, because of Uncle Pei, Yicheng had a bit of an aversion to doing business.

"This trip to South City, your task is to sell out all the chili sauce in the warehouse." Pei Yicheng was worried about Ling Dong being overwhelmed alone, and now that Cheng Hao was here, he naturally didn’t hesitate to push the business onto him.

"Ah..." Cheng Hao frowned. Him, a grown man, selling chili sauce?

"What, don’t feel like selling?" Pei Yicheng raised an eyebrow, reminding, "I’ll give you twenty cents per bottle."

"Yicheng, are you joking?" Cheng Hao lost interest upon hearing about the twenty cents.

Unperturbed, Pei Yicheng continued, "Twenty cents a bottle isn’t much, but what if you sell a thousand bottles, ten thousand bottles?"

Cheng Hao quickly did the math in his mind. A thousand bottles would be two hundred yuan, ten thousand bottles would be two thousand!!!

A thousand bottles, if it’s as delicious as the sauce he was eating now, would be easy to sell. That means, if he could sell a thousand bottles within a month, he could earn two hundred.

My goodness, he only made sixty a month at the printing factory!

With such delicious chili sauce, Cheng Hao naturally didn’t think it would be hard to sell.

"Yicheng, I was wrong. I’m with you!" Cheng Hao immediately admitted his mistake, looking at Pei Yicheng apologetically and saying, "Thank you, Yicheng, for giving me such a lucrative opportunity."

Cheng Hao’s sycophantic demeanor made Pei Yicheng look disdainful as he said, "Shameless."

Cheng Hao: "..."

"Yicheng, why did you suddenly decide to do business?" Cheng Hao was struck to the core, so he started to ask about it. Since Yicheng didn’t mind the turnout, he naturally could inquire about it.

"Money is a good thing; you need money to do what you want to do," Pei Yicheng said quietly. He used to dislike people who were obsessed with money, but after staying at his grandfather’s house for so long, he understood deeply that money was truly necessary.

Especially in his grandfather’s clinic, Pei Yicheng had seen how, when it came to medical treatment, money really was life-saving money!