The World: Tu Ziqiang's Counterattack

Tian Xifeng still had to show some embarrassment. In addition to the big pot of braised pork, he also cooked his own small strip of tenderloin.

Of course, Tu Ziqiang would rather believe that it was because of soybean oil than paying for it himself...

Soybean oil for two months!Tu Ziqiang worried about his life in the next two months.

A large pot of braised pork and a large plate of pot-packed meat are placed on the table...

"Taste it..." Tian Xifeng, who was like a madman in the kitchen, suddenly became reserved, and while wiping his hands, he actually signaled Tu Ziqiang to put down his chopsticks first.

crunch...

Ok!fragrant!tasty!

The outside is burnt and the inside is tender, crispy and elastic, sour, sweet, fresh, and fragrant explode in the mouth, and the taste buds are washed away layer by layer, wave after wave...

Tu Ziqiang's dark face turned bright in an instant, this pot of meat is so awesome!

"Fragrant..." Tian Xifeng picked up a large piece of braised pork and chewed it carefully, then moaned like a dream, "Mm~~ delicious!"

"Are you really the principal of No. 65 High School?" Tu Ziqiang doubted even more that this old guy belonged to New Oriental!New Oriental does not necessarily have this level.

"Hmm..." Tian Xifeng didn't even bother to open his eyes, so he answered vaguely.

Tu Ziqiang curled his lips and picked up a piece of braised pork...

Creaking, rattling...

Tian Xifeng hugged his October-like belly and sighed as he looked at the uneaten pot of braised pork.

"Don't look at it, I'll take it away for you soon..." Tu Ziqiang hiccupped.

I ate up all the food, so I might as well be more generous.

"Hmm..." Tian Xifeng nodded desperately.

"You said you are the principal of No. 65 Middle School?" Tu Ziqiang raised the topic again, "Why do you seem to have never eaten meat in half your life? The principal is sixty or seventy a month, right?"

"I haven't eaten meat for more than a week..." Tian Xifeng held his stomach and squinted his eyes, looking reminiscent.

My mother, it's only been more than a week?I haven't eaten in two months!

Tu Ziqiang selectively forgot to eat and take at Cai Baojian's house, and began to feel sorry for his braised pork.

"It's been a long time since I went to the black market," Tian Xifeng opened his eyes and looked at Tu Ziqiang, "I won't go there for at least half a year in the future!"

"Huh? Why?" Tu Ziqiang didn't understand.

"In order to eat more meat in the future..." Tian Xifeng grinned, his eyes full of longing, and he smiled happily.

"What?" Tu Ziqiang was a little confused, this old boy is not confused!

"The price of meat tickets will continue to drop for about half a year." Tian Xifeng, the school examiner, looked at Tu Ziqiang.

Tu Ziqiang pouted and said nothing.

What is half a year?Will there be no black market in the future?

"You must think that the mutual aid society will eliminate the black market, right?" Tian Xifeng said 'You have no culture'.

"Mutual aid societies can indeed curb the black market in the short term," Tian Xifeng smiled and shook his head gently, "until the price of 'working hours' exceeds the price of meat tickets..."

Apply Ziqiang to stimulate the spirit.

Why didn't I think of it?

"Unless there is an unlimited supply of resources, 'working hours' will definitely continue to appreciate..." Tian Xifeng rubbed his stomach comfortably, "Do you understand?"

Tu Ziqiang was silent.

How can resources be infinitely supplied?

"The mutual aid society can achieve the current food supply in a short period of time because it has a siphon effect on the surrounding area..." Tian Xifeng gestured with both hands and continued, "But overall, the food supply is obviously far from enough ..."

"Then food will gradually appreciate in value, and durable goods will gradually depreciate?" Tu Ziqiang looked at Tian Xifeng solemnly, this old man is really a bit dry.

"If there are no other external reasons, I estimate that this time will be half a year..." Tian Xifeng smiled grimly, "So in the past six months, I will save money desperately, and the black market price of meat tickets has reached the lowest point..."

Tian Xifeng's hand made a non-stop grabbing gesture in the air, making the corners of Tu Ziqiang's mouth twitch...

"But the person who gave you the idea of ​​a mutual aid club must have a backhand..." Tian Xifeng put away his laughter and looked at Tu Ziqiang quietly.

"He has no backup..." Tu Ziqiang shook his head slightly in a daze.

"Impossible..." Tian Xifeng raised his legs with great effort, and shook his head firmly, "Mutual aid clubs are obviously based on credibility and currency..."

"Let me guess..." Tian Xifeng stared into Tu Ziqiang's eyes, "Money School?"

Tu Ziqiang looked at Tian Xifeng in a daze.

"Credit school?" Tian Xifeng shook his head slightly.

"Mr. Tian, ​​I understand every word you said, but can you explain what even one piece means?" Tu Ziqiang looked bitter and bitter.What this pie, that pie?I also practice Wing Chun!

"You were the one who came up with this idea?" Tian Xifeng looked like a dog, and Tu Ziqiang reluctantly nodded.

"Who did you learn economics from? Twenty to eight this year?" Tian Xifeng hesitated and guessed.

"Nineteen..." Tu Ziqiang's face darkened, "I've heard of economics, but I haven't studied it!"

"Tsk tsk tsk..." Tian Xifeng was amazed, while reaching out to take his stack of books and untie the hemp rope.

Snapped!A book was thrown in front of Tu Ziqiang.

"Have you read this book?" Tian Xifeng looked curiously.

"How to Raise War Expenses"?

Tu Ziqiang read the book, then looked at Tian Xifeng, his head was shaking like a rattle...

Snapped!

"Employment, Interest, and Inflation"

Tu Ziqiang continued to shake his head.

Snapped!

This time it's even more extreme, it's in English!

Tu Ziqiang gritted his teeth and looked at Tian Xifeng angrily.

You old boy is picking things up!All the people in the Northeast learn Russian these days!

Who will your entire English original work be buried in?

"Hey, don't be impatient, don't be impatient..." Tian Xifeng, who was overwhelmed, came to his senses, looked at Tu Ziqiang's arm and resolutely confessed.

"You don't understand at all, and I can't explain it to you..." Seeing that Tu Ziqiang calmed down, Tian Xifeng let out a long breath and felt worried.

"You just say what to do!" Tu Ziqiang looked at Tian Xifeng in grief and indignation, full of insult.

"It's simple. It's best to expand the supply. Otherwise, we can only adjust the consumption tendency and induce investment..." Tian Xifeng said tentatively, but Tu Ziqiang still looked confused.

He is an art student, half of the [-] points in the college entrance examination is based on copying...

You tell him this?The courtiers and concubines are real, but they can't do it even if they die!

"Why don't you read a few books first?" Tian Xifeng timidly pushed over two books: "Money Theory" two volumes.

Tu Ziqiang became enlightened after reading the book, art students are naturally afraid of this~~~~

"If you really don't understand, I'll come and talk to you for two hours every day in half a month?" Tian Xifeng said tentatively, and Tu Ziqiang's face paled.

"But you have to take care of the meat every day!" Tian Xifeng made an inch.

"Don't worry! Don't worry! I'll kill you! It won't take half a month, it will start tomorrow!" Tu Ziqiang had no illusions about his self-study ability.

"I can't do it tomorrow, I'm going to Yanbian on a business trip tomorrow..." Tian Xifeng looked regretful.

"what?"

"Give our school children a place to go to the countryside. I heard that there is more food there, and the children will be less hungry..."

"Bah! Are you gluttonous!"

"Suck it, end, end, that's the end!"

"I'll go together!"

"Huh? I'm very busy on business trips, so I don't have time to study?"

"You son of a bitch wants to learn! I'm going to see if I can get some rice back!"

"Oh……"