Chapter 45

early morning,

The shops opposite the Imperial College are red flags, gongs and drums, and the Mohist steamed stuffed bun shop is officially opened!

Qin Huaiyu and Merton were eager to make money, and Merton was also eager to find another way for the villagers of Mojia village. In less than three days, the skilled craftsman of Mojia village completed the decoration of the steamed stuffed bun shop.

Qin Huaiyu and the three haven't fought for the right to name. When the plaque of "Mohist Goubuli steamed stuffed bun" was hung high, Qin Huaiyu and the three hid in the shop in shame and ate steamed stuffed bun.

"Three, is this turning shame into appetite?" Merton walked into the shop and looked at the lazy three with contempt.

"Your name is so powerful! We can't afford to lose this man!" Qin Huaiyu hesitated while chewing steamed stuffed bun.

"In my opinion, it's better to call it bumper grain." Chumo swallowed a small steamed bun and still suggested his good name.

"Delicious soup dumplings are also good!" Wei Chi Baolin carefully sucked and slipped the soup dumplings. It's hard to imagine that a seven foot man likes to eat the soup dumplings.

"Whether the name is good or not depends on the effect!" Merton pointed to the passers-by, glancing at his plaque, at least attracting people's attention, and then he succeeded a small step.

In addition, Merton also specifically allowed to try. After some curious people tried, they couldn't help shouting delicious food and went into the store for consumption. After a while, the huge steamed stuffed bun store was already overcrowded.

Four teenagers were squeezed out of the store, each holding two steamed stuffed buns. Looking at the overcrowded store, they couldn't help smiling. It seems that the business can't compensate this time.

"But it seems that those state children's prison students don't accept your love. Now it seems that none of them accept your love." Qin Huaiyu swallowed the last steamed stuffed bun in his hand and said faintly.

Outside the gate, facing the gate of the National Academy of Sciences, "half price for supervised students and free for doctors," the eight large black characters attract people's attention. And every Guozi supervisor passed by the door of the store, one by one without squinting or looking at the four.

"After all, the money for opening the shop comes from them, which can be regarded as a kind of compensation for them. If we can come, we can come or not. At least we have done our best!" Merton said indifferently.

"The doctor is really free!" a sudden voice sounded behind the four people. The familiar voice made the four people shiver.

The four people turned their heads rigidly and saw Kong Yingda smiling at the four of them!

"Of course! Of course!" the four nodded.

"Is the sacrifice free?"

"Of course, not only the sacrifice, but also the master book, recording and doctoral study are free!" Merton replied without mentioning.

Of course, Kong Yingda didn't come to dinner. Under the leadership of Merton, he visited the shop and the back kitchen. Finally, he tasted the big steamed stuffed bun, small steamed stuffed bun and soup stuffed bun.

"Yes, it's really delicious. In contrast, the canteen of the Imperial College is really pig food!" Kong Yingda said with a smile.

Merton was embarrassed!

"It's student Meng Lang!"

"It's clean, hygienic, neat, delicious, and the signs are very characteristic," Kong Yingda commented one by one.

The four people looked at Kong Yingda, who left after commenting, and looked at each other.

"Why did you come?" Chumo wondered.

"The wine offering is well intentioned!" Murton sighed.

In the Imperial College, Kong Yingda looked at Kong huisuo, the silent younger generation around him, shook his head and said, "you don't understand why I went to the steamed stuffed bun store?"

"Please make it clear, uncle!" Kong huisuo also looked puzzled. He didn't understand why his uncle, as the sacrificial wine of the Imperial Academy, should go to support the opening of the Mohist shop.

"You lost a lot in the last bet!" Kong Yingda didn't directly answer Kong huisuo's question, but asked a seemingly irrelevant thing.

"One hundred Liang!" Kong huisuo said in shame.

"Well! You lost one hundred Liang, but it doesn't matter. It doesn't have any impact on us! But others only lost four or two or five Liang, and they have all their wealth. I heard that some students can't afford to eat and can't afford pen, ink, paper and inkstone." Kong Yingda sighed.

"I know those people. We are going to fund them!" Kong huisuo said.

"No! The students in the Imperial College don't need handouts from others!" Kong Yingda flatly refused.

"That uncle went to mojiazi's steamed stuffed bun shop today just to make those students face up and buy steamed stuffed buns!" Kong huisuo suddenly realized.

"Yes! Although they have no money, they can't face the Mexican family."

"But isn't the half price of Mohist school also a charity?" Kong huisuo didn't understand.

"It's different. It's clearly priced, voluntary trading, and there's their own lost money. They feel at ease when they eat," Kong Yingda explained.

"Uncle, it's really hard work!" Kong huisuo said sincerely.

"Uncle, please help yourself. My nephew didn't eat in the morning. He's going to buy some steamed stuffed buns!"

Kong Yingda looked at his nephew who had run away without a trace. At least he was enlightened.

"Give me twelve big steamed stuffed buns!" Kong huisuo put three Wen in front of Merton. The price of steamed stuffed buns is two for one Wen, and the price of Guozi supervisor is half, that is four for one Wen.

"Twelve? Have you finished?" Merton looked at Kong huisuo's thin body and doubted.

"I'll eat if I can't finish it! I lost you a hundred Liang. How can I eat it back!" Kong huisuo said gnashing his teeth.

The twelve big steamed stuffed buns were wrapped in paper bags. Kong huisuoti took them in his hand and returned to the school of Guozi supervisor.

"It's delicious!" many students couldn't help swallowing their saliva. They lost the cost of living for two months. Now a meal every day is also tight. They are really hungry. They drink some water in a big gulp, and their chest is close to their back.

Kong huisuo gulped and couldn't help admiring. The taste was really good.

"You went to buy Mohist steamed stuffed buns!" Wang Ling looked at Kong huisuo in disbelief.

Besides him, Kong huisuo must be in the top three. How can he go back and buy Mohist steamed stuffed buns?

"Mojiazi and Qin Huaiyu have opened a shop, but there are one hundred liang of mine in it. How can old ~ Zi eat it back!" Kong huisuo took a big bite of steamed stuffed bun and said confidently.

"Er, ER!" the crowd was stunned, and this explanation seems to work!

"By the way, I bought a lot. I'll try it for you too. It can't be cheap, mojiazi!" Kong huisuo thrust the steamed stuffed bun in the paper bag to some students.

These students hesitated for a while, but looking at Kong huisuo's big bite, they couldn't help but bite. Suddenly, the delicious food they had never realized was full of their taste buds.

"It's delicious!"

A steamed stuffed bun has been eaten for a long time, but it is still not enough. I have been hungry for several days.

"Touch!" Xiong maocai slapped the table and stood up: "Lao ~ Zi lost fifty Liang. How can he eat it back!"

"Yes, I lost thirty Liang!"

"I'm twelve!"

"I'm five Liang!"

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One by one, the national son supervisor rushed to the Goubuli steamed stuffed bun store, took out a penny, took four steaming steamed stuffed buns, looked at Merton coldly, and left with a hum.

"Come on! We've been good people, but we're not good!" Qin Huaiyu said with a bitter smile.

"At least, we are comfortable with the money!" Merton breathed a sigh of relief, and the big stone in his heart finally fell.