Humming a tune while riding a tricycle, Chen Yang made his way to the wholesale market.
He parked the electric tricycle by the roadside and then found an ice cream wholesale store, where he walked in.
"Boss, how do these ice creams sell?" Upon entering the store, Chen Yang immediately asked the boss.
The owner of the ice cream store was an elderly uncle.
He seemed to be in his sixties.
As soon as he saw a customer arriving, the boss immediately came out from behind the cash register with a big smile.
"Boss, our ice cream comes in many varieties. We have expensive as well as cheap ones, it all depends on which kind you want," said the owner, smiling and rubbing his hands together.
Chen Yang glanced at him and then said, "Show me the expensive ones."
"Okay."
The boss immediately brightened up at the prospect, then quickly led Chen Yang to a large freezer that was filled with all kinds of brightly packaged, stylishly shaped popsicles.
