Mohist Tang

Facts have proved that monopoly is the most profitable business.

When this delicious food first appeared in Great Tang, almost no one could resist her. Delicious, without any competitors.

In the early morning, eating two steaming steamed buns and drinking a bowl of millet porridge is a very pleasant life!

The 150 students of the Imperial College of Supreme Learning have steamed buns as their staple food for all meals. The Court Academecian of the Imperial College of Supreme Learning, although not willing to be cheap because of face, heard the deliciousness passed by word of mouth from the students. After tasting it once, I was deeply plunged into it.

With more and more foodies, the reputation of Mohist Family Goubuli steamed buns spread rapidly in Chang’an City. People from far away came to taste the food. The business is booming every day. Lined up all the way.

Seeing that the business is booming, Mo Dun directly recruited 20 people from Mohist Village, implemented two shifts, and sold steamed buns for three meals a day. The market was still in short supply.

“Young Master! A total of two hundred and eighty pennies have been gained today, and a total of one hundred and eighty pennies have been earned after removing the cost.” Ziyi said with a crackling abacus. The store of the Baozi shop is bought directly, there is no rent, so the income will be higher.

“His! So much?” Qin Huaiyu three people sucked in a breath of cold air.

“One day is one hundred and eighty pens. Ten days is not 1800 pens. Wouldn’t it be nearly five thousand pens a month!” Yuchi Baolin stunned as he calculated with his fingers.

Although they are the children of the rich family, they don’t usually spend less on their own expenses, but thinking that they can make so much money, even if they are only 10%, they can also divide 500 points every month!

Be aware that the 500 taels are also the three of them who have accumulated private money for a year. Now each of them can get 500 tans a month. The replacement price of Tang Dynasty silver and copper coins is one Tael of silver is equal to consistent, which means that each of them can be divided into five hundred pens per month, and one piece is one thousand five hundred pens.

“I’m rich!” Chumo roared in his heart.

Qin Huaiyu and Yuchi Baolin are also very excited. But they dont rely on their family members to earn money. Of course, the meaning is different.

Facts have proved that people’s desires are endless. The three people who were rushing to spend the money did not want to divide the money at all, but immediately thought of Mo Dun and mentioned the branch plan.

“The branches next to the three city gates in the southeast and west have been selected and will be open in ten days. After one year, all the shops in Chang’an City will have our bun shops.” Qin Huaiyu is full of passion Said.

“en!”

Mo Dun dealt with it, without raising his head, the quill in his hand quickly wrote the work! Ignoring the ambitious Qin Huaiyu standing in front of him,

Imperial College of Supreme Learning is closed every ten days and only takes one day off. He will take advantage of this days vacation to visit Mohist Village, and by the way Mohist Village will recruit some more employees for the steamed bun shop. A large part of the business of Mo Dun steamed bun shop is to open another way for the villagers of Mohist Village to make money, and don’t let one’s own fertile water flow into others’ field, which is natural to recruit people. People who use Mohist Village.

Thinking of this, Mo Dun started writing faster. The hard pen nib rubbed the rice paper and made a rustling sound. After a while, Mo Dun finished most of his schoolwork, and the rice paper piled higher and higher.

“Stop writing! Too bully!” Chumo angrily threw the brush in his hand on the white rice paper, stained with a large dazzling ink stain.

Chumo watched Mo Dun shua shua write, and he wrote another one after a while, and he only wrote three in the same time, and Mo Dun has almost finished his classwork! Really constantly comparing oneself to others will only make one angry.

“Liu Yinian is too much, I can write 20 sheets at every turn!” Yuchi Baolin put down the brush in his hand and said with a sigh, he only wrote two and a half, which is as far as the horizon from a hundred sheets .

“Mo Dun is all to blame!” Qin Huaiyu also looked at Mo Dun with a grievance. The reason why Liu Yinian stayed so much was not to guard against Mo Dun. Instead of looking at the number of words, only the number of pages.

“If you calm down! You would have written most of it long ago!” Mo Dun wrote the last word heavily, a thick stack of twenty rice papers.

The trio looked at Mo Dun with resentment. They didn’t think they were slow before, but compared with Mo Dun, they were directly hit.

“Mo Dun, you write quickly! How about you write for me!” Qin Huaiyu said hopefully.

Mo Dun looked at him like a fool and said: “Are you sure you Liu Yinian doesn’t recognize your characters! Or you suddenly learned quill pen characters!”

Mo Dun proudly shook the quill in his hand, and Qin Huaiyu immediately attracted a burst of Evil Thought.

“Don’t you have a ghostwriter?” Mo Dun asked.

“No way! Last year, I was wearing a helper and I was beaten up by Liu Yinian for twenty times. I can’t use it anymore.” Qin Huaiyu said in love. He showed off for a while, but he didn’t write a big letter. .

“I don’t care, it’s all your fault, you have to be responsible for finding a way!” Qin Huaiyu said shamelessly.

“Yes!” Chumo and Yuchi Baolin are also heavily nodded.

Mo Dun thought for a while, his eyes rolled: “Since Master Liu only looks at the number of pages, is there really a way?”

“Really?” The three said with great happiness.

“Mo San!” Mo Dun yelled outwards.

“Good Young Master, good three Young Masters!” A tall and thin young man with dark skin came in and saluted.

“No, ghostwriting is no longer possible. Master Liu has already recognized our fonts. This Old Guy has old thief!” Chumo showed a disappointed expression. He thought that Mo Dun asked him to come in for Mo San Ghostwriting for them?

“Since ghostwriting is not good, what if you write it yourself?” Mo Dun slightly smiled said.

“en?” The three were at a loss.

Mo Dun pointed to Mo San and said: “Mo San is the best hand-crafted engraver of our Mohist Family Son young generation. As long as he takes a look at anything, he can engrave it vividly.”

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“You mean carving out our characters, isn’t that a seal?” Qin Huaiyu said.

Mo Dun nodded said: “What if the stamp from the manufacturer is as big as rice paper?”

“Where can we find such a big jade stone!” Qin Huaiyu frowns saying.

“That’s how much!” Chumo said with a look of disgust.

“The three Young Masters actually don’t need to use jade stone. The wood is the same, and the wood is very light and easy to carve. It won’t delay the three Young Masters’ work.” Mo San said.

“This is not bad.” The three of them had eyes shined, looking at Mo San like Supreme Treasure.

There is no shortage of wood in Mohist Residence. Mo San found a hard jujube wood and cut off three wooden boards according to the size of rice paper.

“Please also Young Master write your own name!” Mo San finished this and said to Qin Huaiyu.

“shua~ shua~ shua~!” Qin Huaiyu wrote his name with a stroke of a pen.

Mo San picked up the carving knife, facing a scrap, facing the font of Qin Huaiyu, the carving was done efficiently.

Dip the ink, press it lightly, and the three words Qin Huaiyu clearly appear on the rice paper.

“Okay, that’s it!”

Qin Huaiyu looked at the font exactly the same as his own, and felt very happy.

“Mo Dun, or your youngster clever! This time, each one will bear your love!” Chumo heavily patted Mo Dun’s shoulder.

Yuchi Baolin also laughed quickly, and the three of them looked at each other and laughed like a weasel stealing a chicken.