Bring The System To Datang

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, when it was dark, the hired people drank a bowl of porridge, ate a fried egg, two big meat buns and small pickles, and ran into the greenhouse to pick vegetables.

Xiaolan yawned and spoke to Li An's family.

"I can read and write. Let Zhou Guanshi teach you Pinyin first. We have a dictionary in Zhuangzi, so we can look it up slowly."

"Proprietor, what's the use of learning to read characters?" Li An was rather honest, so he asked if he had anything to do.

"Which one of the people from Bashui Lijiazhuangzi is illiterate? Ask Li Dongzhu if it's useful.

The treatment of Zhuangzi is the same as that of Lijiazhuangzi. Why can't you be the same as Lijiazhuangzi's bankers?

Wasn't the eggs and big meat buns that you got up in the morning? The pickles are all shrimp oil side dishes. "

In contrast, Xiaolan, her Xiaozhuangzi's treatment is as Lijiazhuangzi's.

Without full study, there are many people in Lijiazhuang. For breakfast, there are soy milk, tofu brain, spicy soup, goat's milk, various porridge, wonton, and vegetable soup.

She owns a small Zhuangzi and can only do one kind to see what Princess Yongmu wants to eat.

"The proprietor, let's learn it." Li An stated that he really found that Life was better.

Before the proprietor came, there was no meat to eat, nor did he dare to eat the vegetables in the greenhouse.

When the proprietor arrived, there was no problem with the food. As expected, it was the treatment of Lijiazhuangzi, as well as cotton bedding and new clothes.

"Proprietor, are you still selling in large quantities today?" Zhou Gui put on the newly acquired woolen coat and came to ask with his hands in his pockets.

"Take your hand out of your pocket when you talk to me." Xiaolan stared first, very polite.

"Yes, yes." Zhou Gui felt comfortable in his pocket, mainly warm, so he quickly took it out and placed it on his sides.

"Sell, don't you give me five days to regret it. If there are still three days left today, how can I regret it? He has the ability to send soldiers to kill him.

Starting from tonight, pick up the kerosene lamp and send two to the shed by the road. Our village does not lack that kerosene.

Have you tried the corks of the thermos? In the room where people live at night, put two in one.

In the morning and evening, I boiled hot water and filled it with a thermos. There was a stove that was not allowed to stop the fire. I used a large pot to boil the soup. "

Xiaolan ordered a series of things to go down, and turned back to the room to take care of Princess Yongmu.

The six people looked at each other. Prodigal, light the eternal light at night?

"Sure enough, it's like that of Li's Zhuangzi." Li An's eldest son, Li Yuanyang, compared the rumors and found that there was no big difference.

It is said that Lijiazhuangzi is shining brightly at night, and now it is the turn of own Xiaozhuangzi.

"Follow it." Zhou Gui turned and left to organize a hand-delivery of food.

...

In the East City, a group of people strolled into the grocery store one by one.

"The shopkeeper, do you want to get hot stickers? Try it first, see, peel off the oily paper on it, breathe in, twist it again, and stick it on your body, it will be hot."

A car came to the entrance of Shengxu grocery store. Two people brought in and introduced the use and purpose of warm stickers to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper acted accordingly and tied it to his leg. After a short time, he really felt that the thing was hot.

He took it down and felt it with his hands. It was hot, really hot.

"It's useless, how do you sell this stuff?" The shopkeeper made a look that was not very interested.

"Take it and sell it. If you can't sell it, you don't charge any money. For the household things of the rich and the rich, fifty dollars apiece, the price we will give you is forty dollars.

Put it in your shop, sell one, you will make ten dollars, we will come back in a few days, and we will sell it for as much as you want. "

The person pushing the goods smiled and introduced the new business model without the money from the shopkeeper.

Throw things in the shop, and the shopkeeper confirms the number, signs and deposits.

If you sell one, you will make a profit.

The shopkeeper had heard of such a trading method for the first time, and found that he did not suffer.

"Let's put a few, my shop, there are many people, the price..." The shopkeeper took the opportunity to lower the price.

"It’s not much profitable. So, if you sell ten, you’ll count thirty-eight dollars, if you sell fifty, you’ll count thirty-seven dollars, and sell one hundred, thirty-five dollars. If you can sell one thousand, thirty-two. Money. If it's more, it's easy to discuss."

The salesman asks for the number of sales, the more the cheaper.

"No, sell ten for thirty-two dollars." The shopkeeper shook his head and directly lowered the price to the lowest.

"No, there is not such a big profit, and tax is still payable. In this way, it will be reduced by one level. Ten counts as thirty-seven dollars. You can find out. Others are the lowest price..."

The salesman shook his head and didn't let go, insisting, as if I couldn't agree, I would change the house.

The shopkeeper carefully looked at the expressions of the two people, and closed his eyes slightly without making a sound.

The two looked at each other, sighed, and turned to leave.

"Okay." The shopkeeper opened his eyes and agreed.

"How much do you want to keep?" The two turned around.

"Keep as many as you have, one thousand, thirty dollars." The shopkeeper set the price for a large amount.

"Only one thousand, if there are too many, they are all separated." The two people said and began to carry them, and one thousand warm stickers came in.

The shopkeeper wrote down the notes, still indifferent expression, eyes closed.

The two left and went to the next house.

The shopkeeper shouted to the back: "Go to the two strangers, go to other grocery stores, and find someone to follow them."

"I know the shopkeeper." Someone answered behind.

When it was almost noon, someone came in to take a look at the guy, and the guy went in, and it didn't take long to lead people to the back.

"Treasurer Jiang, you are still great, and the same thing is the same if others didn't say the price.

We followed and saw that there were countless such things piled up in a newly built warehouse in the south of the city.

I asked someone to ask about their origin. The people around were not clear about it. The person in charge of renting the warehouse was from the Workers’ League, and they didn’t know who it was. "

The report between this person and the shopkeeper was fairly detailed.

"Yes, I'm going to take a place recently. Be careful in everything." The shopkeeper pulled out a few exchange coupons from his sleeve and handed them over.

"Don't worry, the treasurer, we are safe. Just stay behind you, and you won't be easy to see." This person took the money, then stopped moving, and stayed here.

The shopkeeper came to the front again and opened the door to take a look, revealing a slight smile.

Before he could go back, a car came quickly and stopped to the door with a cry.

A young man came down, he looked around, carrying a small basket and watching the shopkeeper enter the shop.

"Where's in charge? I'll be something." The man shouted as soon as he came in.

The treasurer didn't say anything, and the guy greeted him: "Guest officer, what is the pawn?"

"Holy water support, a golden Buddha with scriptures." The man opened the cover of the basket to reveal the contents.

A transparent glass bottle with liquid underneath, and then there is a layer of golden stuff on top of the liquid, the golden stuff does not touch the liquid unless the bottle is shaken.

On the top of the gold is a small round mirror, and on the top of the mirror is a golden Buddha.

This person carefully unscrewed the glass lid of the glass bottle, and then carefully took out the golden Buddha.

The guy stared wide-eyed. There seemed to be something on the golden Buddha, but he couldn't see clearly.

The guy glanced at the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper entered the counter, locked the door, and motioned from the small window to send the things up.

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