Chapter 36

Guozijian canteen.

As soon as Merton entered the canteen with the newly bought bowl, the noisy canteen immediately quieted down.

"The Mohist school is coming!"

"He is the MOH family!"

The supervisors talked and pointed. Some students who didn't arrive in the morning opened their eyes and wanted to see what Merton had.

"Do you know? It's said that Mohist calligraphers didn't deliberately admit defeat, but they were really poor." a student whispered mysteriously.

"No!" some people don't believe it. After all, Merton's knowledge is there, and calligraphy is no worse.

"It's true. Dr. Liu said it himself. After a look, he lost his appetite all day. Do you think Dr. Liu didn't come!" the student said solemnly.

"Really?"

"In my opinion, the Mexican family is fishing for fame and reputation and deliberately admit defeat. I think they are afraid of losing their face!"

"Too false!"

For a moment, all living beings in the Imperial College talked about it one after another, as if they had found a vent for their failure and demoted Merton to nothing. Even the chef in the canteen didn't like Merton, so he buckled the food in Merton's turn over jar, as if Merton owed him much for the meal.

"Boss, harmony makes money. You can't do good business like this," Merton warned.

"Like to eat or not!" said the rice seller with his eyes on his head and his nostrils.

Merton smiled and took back the rice bowl. When he saw that there was an empty table, he came forward and sat down.

"Brush!"

All the Confucians around got up and looked for another place. There was no student within three feet of Merton

"Er!"

Merton touched his nose with a wry smile. A Strider unexpectedly encountered campus bullying - cold violence.

In contrast to Merton, Xiong maocai was treated like a hero. Many students gathered around Xiong maocai, desperately belittling Merton and praising Xiong maocai!

"Hum! I want him to look good in the future!" Xiong maocai looked at Merton with high air and disdain. His heart was full of excitement. The whole Guozi prison student was destroyed. Only he, the great scholar Xiong, turned the tide and won face for the Guozi prison. Isn't he the first person in the Guozi prison,

"The Cui family elite, the descendants of the Kong family and the descendants of the ancestral family still need to see his great talent!" Xiong maocai was excited.

"Are you really bad at calligraphy, or do you deliberately drain water!" Chumo puts his oversized rice bowl in front of Merton.

Merton looked at his job, which was only a little higher than Chumo's. The heart sighed, "what a good appetite."

Looking at Chumo's huge bowl of top-notch food, Merton immediately felt that he had lost his appetite. He put down his dishes and chopsticks and said, "no, no, who wouldn't write his deliberately so ugly?"

"Yes, I write my own name best!" Wei Chi Baolin said proudly holding his big bowl.

Come on, two losers make a pair.

"He's telling the truth!" Qin Huaiyu also sat down with his big bowl. Now he is very confident in his eyes.

"Speak, if you sit on my side, you are not afraid to offend these people!"

Merton pointed to the national son supervisor who was three feet away from him.

"Cut! We are afraid of them, a group of fools!" Qin Huaiyu sniffed.

"Shit!"

Guozi supervisor someone whispered.

"Touch!" Wei Chi Baolin put the bowl heavily on the table, got up and looked around fiercely.

The imperial college student immediately retracted his head and dared not be weird anymore.

"Besides, we still have business this time. This is your bet!" Qin Huaiyu put five golden leaves in front of Merton.

"Oh!" Merton raised his eyebrows and said, "how about winning ten times the bet?"

A wooden box was heavily placed on the table. Chumo opened it directly and saw that it was full of white silver. All the Imperial College Students immediately breathed sluggishly and their eyes were red.

This is their money. Because they lost so much money, they can only chew dry pancakes now, and this kind of day will last at least a month.

Looking at the bad smile in Qin Huaiyu's eyes, Merton was 100% sure that the three people must have deliberately distributed bets in front of so many people in the canteen in order to revenge themselves for winning the big head.

Merton raised his eyebrows, gently covered the wooden box, looked at the three and said, "I heard you three won almost 5000 Liang!"

Merton's voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone to hear. Guozi Jiansheng immediately focused his angry eyes on Qin Huaiyu.

It's these three bastards who are gambling in the Imperial College.

Qin Huaiyu looked at the cannibal eyes of Guozi's supervisor, secretly scolded the Mohist School for being insidious, and hurriedly said, "there's no big head here. My brother eats a lot and is very poor."

In an emergency, Qin Huaiyu didn't care about the fact that they were a loser.

Merton's heart moved, his eyes turned sharply, and seemed to say unintentionally: "I'm not afraid of a large amount of food, but Mojia village plans to run a food business recently. Since you don't have money, you'll send it. Please eat it at that time!"

"Ah! That's great. The Mohists are friends!" Wei Chi Baolin was ecstatic as soon as he heard it. How much money can he save! This is good news for him who is nervous!

"Cough! Food business? Is it delicious?" Chumo is more after quality.

Morton blanched his eyes, picked the poor food in the bowl and said, "this is a pig food!"

"No, it's delicious!" Wei Chi Baolin takes a big bite of the food and chews it, making Chumo and Qin Huaiyu roll their eyes.

What a fool. It's said that it's pig food. You still eat it. However, they turned to think that if this is true, the business of Mojia village will definitely make money!

Apart from other things, Mozi still has the ability to make money. The Mozi village, which has fed 5000 people just by its secret skills of living fish, is praised by their parents. This year, the three people are miserable. In their parents' mouth, other people's children are Mozi's children. They are as old as them. They are already so good, and how frustrated they are, Even the money is much less.

The original well-off life of the three people suddenly fell near the food and clothing line. If it weren't for them, they wouldn't take risks and start a gamble.

"The Mo family is short of money?" Chumo and Qin Huaiyu look at each other and nod slowly.

"Brother Mo!" Qin Huaiyu pushed politely to the edge of Merton, complimenting him.

"Don't talk!" Merton said with a cold war.

"I don't know how big brother's food business is!" Qin Huaiyu said.

"Five thousand Liang is not bad, ten thousand Liang is better!" Merton said slowly.

"That brother has made a little money by you this time. It's better to help brother Mo! Let's take out another 5000 Liang to help brother Mo!" Qin Huaiyu said with boundless righteousness. In fact, Qin Huaiyu's three men had a principal of 500 Liang and won another 45002. Together, they were just 5000 Liang.

"You want to take a stake!" Merton raised his eyebrows.

"Yes!" Chumo and Qin Huaiyu nod heavily. Yuchi Baolin hesitates for a moment and nods hurriedly.

"How much do you want!" Merton asked.

"How about fifty-five?" Qin Huaiyu said hesitantly.

Merton squinted at Qin Huaiyu! A sneer.

"No, six or four, you six and I four!" Qin Huaiyu said shyly. It seems that Merton and Qin Huaiyu pay the same money, but there is also Merton's secret recipe. It is unreasonable to divide the manpower and material resources of Mojia village by 50-50.

Merton continued to sneer.

"You're seven and I'm three. We're three of us." Chumo said heavily.

Merton takes an unexpected look at Chumo. Unexpectedly, Chumo is the most decisive of the three.

"OK, I'll give you 30%, but you should be responsible for buying stores!" Merton agreed to the plan and added another condition. The three of them are small overlords in Chang'an city. No one dares to provoke them. Having them can save a lot of trouble.