Lin Xiang sighed heavily, "Dong, it's not that I don't want to help, but if your parents aren't willing, I can't just decide for you."
Dong Sheng grunted, "Sister Niu, I'm not a three-year-old that you can trick. My parents treat your words like gospel; whatever you say, they'll definitely listen!"
Even if they don't agree at first, Dong Sheng firmly believed that if Lin Xiang mentioned it a few more times, his parents would definitely allow him to sell ice cream bars!
Lin Xiang: "..."
She really wanted to give this little brat a good whack.
"I observed the effectiveness of the cooler yesterday. Selling ice cream in the village is feasible, but the problem is, the rural areas are far from town. Just the round trip would take several hours, and with such a heavy cooler on your back, can you handle it physically?"
"Moreover, with the weather so hot, what if you get heatstroke selling ice cream in the scorching sun? We have to consider these issues."
