Monopoly has proven to be the most profitable business,

When the delicious food of steamed buns first appeared in Datang, almost no one could resist her deliciousness, and there were no competitors.

Early in the morning, eating two steaming buns and drinking a bowl of millet porridge is simply too comfortable to live!

The 150 scholars of Guozijian all took steamed buns as the staple food for three meals, and although the doctor of Guozijian was reluctant to be cheap because of his face, he couldn't help but taste the delicious food passed on by the students, and he was also deeply immersed in it.

With more and more eaters, the reputation of Mojia Goubuli Buns spread rapidly in Chang'an City, and many people from far away came to taste it, and business was booming every day, and the queue was far away.

Seeing that the business was booming, Modon directly recruited 20 people from Mojia Village, implemented two shifts, and sold steamed buns for three meals a day.

"Young Master! Today, a total of 280 yuan was earned, and after deducting the cost of 100 yuan, a total of 180 yuan was earned. Ziyi said with a crackling calculation, the shop of the bun shop is bought directly, and there is no rent, so the income will be higher.

"Shhh So much? Qin Huaiyu and the three of them gasped.

"It's one hundred and eighty yuan a day, it's not one thousand eight hundred yuan in ten days, and it's nearly five thousand yuan in a month!" Yu Chi Baolin folded his fingers and calculated, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Although they are the children of rich families, they usually do not lack their own expenses, but when they think that they can make so much money, even if they only have one percent, they can also divide five hundred yuan per month!

You must know that the five hundred taels are also the private money that the three of them have accumulated for a year, and now each of them can get five hundred taels a month, and the replacement price of silver and copper coins in the Tang Dynasty is one tael of silver is equal to the same, that is to say, each of them can divide five hundred taels per month, and one more piece is 1,500 yuan.

"Rich!" Cheng Chumo roared in his heart.

Qin Huaiyu and Wei Chi Baolin were also excited, this is the money they earned without relying on their own families, of course, the meaning is different.

It turns out that human desires are endless, and the three of them, who were originally in a hurry to spend money, did not think about dividing the money at all, but immediately thought of Merton and mentioned the branch plan.

"The branches next to the three city gates in the southeast and west have been selected, and they will be open in ten days, and in a year, all the shops in Chang'an City will have our steamed bun shops." Qin Huaiyu said passionately.

"Hmm!"

Merton responded, without raising his head, and the quill pen in his hand quickly wrote his homework! Ignoring the ambitious Qin Huaiyu standing in front of him,

Guozijian has a ten-day holiday, and only one day off, he wants to take advantage of this day of vacation to visit Mojia Village, and by the way, recruit some employees from Mojia Village to the steamed bun shop, a large part of the business of the Moton steamed bun shop is to open up another financial road for the villagers of Mojia Village, and the fertilizer water does not flow into the fields of outsiders, and the recruitment of people is naturally from Mojia Village.

Thinking of this, Merton put down his pen faster, and the friction between the tip of the hard pen and the rice paper made a rustling sound, and after a while, Merton's homework was mostly completed, and the rice paper was stacked higher and higher.

"Don't write it! It's too much of a bully! Cheng Chumo angrily threw the brush in his hand on the snow-white rice paper, stained with a large patch of dazzling ink.

Cheng Chumo watched Merton write, and wrote another one after a while, and he only wrote three in the same time, and Merton was almost finished with his schoolwork! It's really more popular than people.

"Liu Yinian is really excessive, he writes twenty sheets at every turn!" Yu Chi Baolin put down the brush in his hand and sighed and said, he has only written two and a half sheets, which is as far away as the horizon from a hundred.

"It's all Merton's fault!" Qin Huaiyu also looked at Murton with a resentful expression, the reason why Liu Yinian kept so much was not to guard against Murton, not to look at the number of words, but only the number of pages.

"Calm down! I've already written most of it! Morton wrote down the last word heavily, a thick stack of twenty sheets of rice paper.

The three of them looked at Merton with resentment, they didn't think they were slow before, but compared to Merton, they were directly hit.

"Merton, you write fast! Why don't you write it for me! Qin Huaiyu said with a look of hope.

Merton looked at him like a fool and said, "Are you sure you Liu Yinian doesn't know your words!" Or did you suddenly practice quillish calligraphy! ”

Morton shook the quill pen in his hand proudly, which immediately caused Qin Huaiyu to have a burst of evil thoughts.

"Don't you have a ghostwriter?" Merton asked.

"No! I was goofed last year, and I was beaten by Liu Yinian for twenty boards, and I can't use it anymore. Qin Huaiyu said unlovingly, he showed off for a while just now, but he didn't write a single big word.

"I don't care, it's all your fault, you have to be responsible for finding a way!" Qin Huaiyu played a scoundrel.

"That's it!" Cheng Chumo and Yu Chi Baolin also nodded heavily.

Morton thought for a while, rolled his eyes and said, "Since Master Liu only looks at the number of pages, there is really a way?" ”

"Really?" The three of them were overjoyed.

"Mo San!" Merton shouted.

"Hello young master, good three young masters!" A tall, thin young man with dark skin came in and saluted.

"No, ghostwriting is no longer good, Liu Fuzi has already known our font, this old guy has old thieves!" Cheng Chumo showed a disappointed expression, he thought that Merton called him in because Mo San ghostwrote for them?

"Since it's ghostwriting, it's not okay, but what if you write it yourself?" Merton said with a slight smile.

"Huh?" The three of them were confused.

Mo Dun pointed at Mo San and said: "Mo San is the best handmade carver of our Mo family's younger generation, as long as he looks at anything, he can carve it vividly." ”

"You mean to carve out our words, isn't that a seal?" Qin Huaiyu said.

Merton nodded and said, "What if the seal is as big as rice paper?" ”

"But where are we going to find such a big jade!" Qin Huaiyu frowned.

"How much does that weigh!" Cheng Chumo said with a disgusted face.

"Three young masters, in fact, there is no need to use jade, it is the same with wood, and the wood is very light, it is easy to carve, and it will not delay the schoolwork of the three young masters." Mo San said.

"That's good." The eyes of the three lit up, and they looked at Mo San as if they had been treasured.

There was no shortage of wood in Mofu, so Mo San found a hard jujube wood and cut off three planks against the size of rice paper.

"Please also write your name!" After Mo San finished this, he said to Qin Huaiyu.

"Brush, brush!" Qin Huaiyu waved his pen and wrote down his name.

Mo San picked up the carving knife, pointed at a scrap, against Qin Huaiyu's font, and carved it by dividing it by two.

Dipping the ink and pressing it gently, the three words Qin Huaiyu clearly appeared on the rice paper.

"Okay, that's it!"

Qin Huaiyu looked at the font that was exactly the same as what he had written, and he was in a very happy mood.

"Merton, it's still you kid who is clever! This time, each will accept your love! Cheng Chumo patted Merton's shoulder heavily.

Yu Chi Baolin also laughed quickly, and the three of them looked at each other and laughed like weasels stealing chickens.