MTL - Finest Servant-Chapter 19 Sitting on the ground (two)

On this day, Lin Wanrong was also very tired. When he got home, he went to chuang. In this era, the sky is blue, the water is green, the air is fresh, and the vegetables are non-toxic. In such a rare environment, it is naturally comfortable to sleep.

As for those things that are full of warmth, I don't want to, but I haven't thought about who I'm with for a while.

Early the next morning, Lin Wanrong woke up, rushed to the earliest crowd on the street, ate two oil cakes, and drank a bowl of freshly baked tofu brain. Green food is good. Now he is full of spirit and majesty. Anxiously went to the old Dong's house.

When I reached the old Dong's house, the old Dong was drinking porridge, and the newly steamed white noodles had just taken a bite.

"Brother Lin, you haven't had breakfast yet, my newly steamed white noodle soup, you taste it." Dong Qiaoqiao brought Lin Wanrong a bowl of porridge and picked the two largest white noodles and brought them to him.

知道 Since eating dinner last night and knowing that Lin Wanrong is an lonely widow, and how he looks like Lin Wanrong is not a son, Dong Qiaoqiao directly "downgrades" Lin Wanrong from his son to Brother Lin, and kindly invites Lin Wanrong to her house for three meals a day.

Alas, how embarrassing this is, Lin Wanrong is a stingy person, just eat ten meals in five days.

The white-faced **** made Lin Wanrong's appetite move, anyway, his nature is shameless, there is nothing more to come, and he shouted: "Just so coincidentally, I haven't eaten yet-full, thank you."

Lao Dong's eyes were red. Obviously, he stayed up all night last night, but Lin Wanrong was snoring last night. So disrespectful to the elderly, Lin Wanrong was really a little embarrassed. However, it is his duty to do his job well.

"Uncle Dong, how's the photocopied over there?" Lin Wanrong saw the old Dong only care about porridge and asked quickly.

Lao Dong wiped his mouth and pointed to his back: "Oh, behind you, five hundred books, all are there."

Qi Lin Wanrong jumped up, half a white-faced **** swallowed into her belly, turned around and looked, and sure enough, five hundred booklets were neatly stacked and exuded with oily fragrance.

Zhe Lin Wanrong picked up the top one and looked through it carefully. The photocopying effect was still in the past, and Miss Xiao's portrait was clearly visible. This little girl should have never heard of the concept of portrait rights. This money made me earn money. Anyway, Lao Tzu is going in to serve her, so take her as compensation.

Looking at these five hundred booklets, Lin Wanrong was secretly happy to be the owner of three tabloid tabloids, which felt really good.

"Lin Gongzi, how much do we price this booklet?"

知道 Since knowing the identity of Lin Wanrong's half-talented genius, the old Dong's respect for Lin Wanrong has not changed at all, but when he is called his son again, even Lin Wanrong himself chewing is not the taste.

"One copy of five or two silvers." Lin Wanrong caressed the booklet, and said without looking back.

With a click, "Uncle Dong's half of the bun in his mouth fell straight."

Qi Lin Wanrong turned to see the eyes of their father and daughter who did not believe when they died, and was quite funny, saying, "Why, you don't believe it?"

Dong Qiaoqiao hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother Lin, do you really want to sell one copy of five or two silvers? Isn't this too expensive?" Five or two silvers are an ordinary family's living expenses for half a year. This price is really expensive. No wonder the father and daughter were stunned.

"Don't believe it, five or two silvers, without a counter-offer. Do you know the word **** goods can live?" Lin Wanrong smiled mysteriously, his face was not red and his heart wasn't beating.

Although Lin Wanrong couldn't see the current expression on his face, he knew that he must look like a full-fledged adulterer and be the most shameless. Shame is originally his nature, and Lin Wanrong doesn't need to hide anything about this.

"You have to grasp the minds of those who are talented. Those who are willing to pay for this booklet do not care if you are one or two or twelve one. What they want is information and what they want is first-hand. For them, one or two and twelve are indistinguishable from each other. Their principle is not to seek the best, but to seek the most expensive, which is a wonderful psychology. "

Dong Qiaoqiao's father and daughter talked about Lin Wanrong's words. Obviously, their understanding of human nature is not deep enough, and Lin Wanrong needs to continue to teach.

"Think about it now, as long as one person buys it, others who want to fall behind others? Who doesn't want to get first-hand information about Miss Xiao? This is the comparison effect, like dominoes. Zhang, the rest collapsed. "

Lin Wanrong said that he had missed his mouth, and the dominoes had popped up, and he quickly explained: "In short, no one can let others be more beautiful than before, which has caused our booklet to be sold. You think, as long as One day flying up the branches and turning into a phoenix, what a little money is worth. "Lin Wanrong encouraged the three-inch non-rotten tongue, boasting brazenly.

Dong Qiaoqiao was flexible and immediately thought of the problem: "But even if Miss Xiao wants to choose a husband, UU reading www.uukanshu.com can only choose one. We have four or five hundred booklets."

Gao Linwanrong smiled and said, "The champion is only one person, but" The Analects of Confucius "," The Book of Songs "," The Book of Morality ", and" Mencius "are not all the same big sale? Everything is possible before the results come out."

Dong Qiaoqiao is obviously a good girl with a good heart, and she will be planning for Miss Xiao: "But I heard that Caimen has a talent, and many poor people have talents. They can't afford our brochure. Doesn't that delay Miss Xiao? Good marriage. "

Zhe Lin Wanrong fainted on the spot, and this Nizi took them too seriously. If a booklet can image Miss Xiao's wedding, then the high-ranking family of the Xiao family is foolish.

In the face of Dong Qiaoqiao's hunger for knowledge, Lin Wanrong reluctantly played the role of trainer again. He sneered: "Since the talents of Hanmen have come, they must be mentally prepared. If they really have the ability, they should marry on the basis of the true ability Miss Xiao. Go and buy our tabloids, what is the matter? If I want to take the high tide, I can only regret that climbing the dragon and attaching the phoenix is ​​not without cost. This is the price they have to pay, so they must consider Clear. I did n’t force them to buy it, because they had ghosts in their hearts. Those who are really talented will never buy our books, but in the world, how many of these so-called brilliant talents can we have? We are Merchants pay attention to profit. Whoever pays for it, we sell it to anyone. As for marriage, that is something that Miss Xiao should consider. We want to exert influence, but there is no way. "

Dong Qiaoqiao, who is based on this theory by Qi Lin Wanrong, nodded secretly, and set such a high price for him, although he still had doubts, but it was clearly accepted.