A variety of condiments, a combination of hot pot bases, although not very professional, but at least it looks good. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone was busy under the command of Liu Zihong, and the charcoal hot pot that was not very innocent was placed in front of everyone, I don't know how it tasted, and it looked very fun at first.

There are a few side dishes, but after all, it is for eating hot pot, Liu Zihong is a skilled demonstrator for everyone, and everyone has a strong learning ability in this regard, and they will be busy with themselves after a while.

Walking around to find his own food to eat, it looks like a bit of a buffet, which makes him feel very satisfied.

The natural taste also made everyone feel very satisfied, whether it was his classmates or those old men, they all ate happily and looked very satisfied.

Ten jars of 30 degrees of wine, let everyone drink a fine drink, Liu Zihong doesn't feel pity, now he just feels happy, everything is happy, isn't it!

The banquet lasted until the afternoon, and after sending off the old men, most of the students in the same class also said goodbye and left, leaving more than ten people, all of whom had a very good relationship, so they naturally had to help with the aftermath.

However, when Ma Houye left, he said in Liu Zihong's ear: "Zihong, I am interested in your hot pot, and I will come to my house today to talk to us in detail!"

After that, he patted Liu Zihong on the shoulder and left, and Mrs. Hou also smiled at him and entered the carriage.

The people who were sent soon entered the state of work, and began to clean up the mess all over the ground, and everyone entered the main hall, and they all took care of eating for half a day, and did not start to talk formally about it.

Bu Yuntian said something about the Silver Star Martial Mansion, and everyone hadn't paid attention to it for a long time, but now that Bu Yuntian talked about it, he knew that there were many young talents appearing.

Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, invincible in a hundred battles, when it comes to certain characters, everyone is very serious, and Bu Yuntian will try his best to share the news he knows with everyone.

Liu Zihong's matter is also very simple, he will finish talking after a while, everyone is basically clear, and even some details he didn't notice himself.

The wheels of happiness rolled forward, and when he woke up from his sleep, the bright sun shone on his face, and he felt the temperature like lovers embracing each other, making him reluctant to open his eyes.

It wasn't until Zhuo Wenxuan knocked on the door outside that he lazily got up from the bed, closed his eyes and began to dress, and waited until his feet touched the ground, then he separated his upper and lower eyelids.

Three poles in the day, two days of vacation have passed, and they want to go to the academy again, you must know that the academy also has an assessment, and it will come soon, and they are quite knowledgeable in time, and they must also prepare for it, so as not to overturn the boat in the gutter.

But Liu Zihong has nothing to worry about, whether it is a poetry class or a music class, there is nothing to worry about, but the history course may need to be strengthened.

He and a few others had already gotten up, moved their bodies, and began to practice Fuhu Boxing, Qing Cicada and Meng Yu were practicing the snow piercing the clouds, which seemed to make Ming Pei and Liang Feiying's eyes shine.

Even Bu Yuntian was quite surprised, I heard that Liu Zihong was able to win, and the martial artists of the Wufu Martial Arts were still a little suspicious, but now it seems that it is really possible.

However, he himself is only a martial artist of the Three Mansions, and he can't understand what is so strange about this, so he should go back and cultivate hard, and strive to become a warrior within this year.

After the practice, everyone went back to the city directly, Liu Zihong and Ma Feixiong went to Fubo Building, and the rest of the people went back to the academy without mentioning it.

"My father probably comes to Fubo Lou every day at noon, so that nothing will happen!" flew off his horse, and the little servant of Fubo Lou ran directly over and led the two horses to the side stable.

The two hurriedly went upstairs, and sure enough, the Hou Ye was upstairs, and when they saw the two of them coming, they beckoned them to sit down first: "Your mother and relatives will also come over, and she still needs to be in charge of this matter!"

"Could it be that father, you want to cooperate with Zihong in the hot pot business!" After thinking about it for a while, Ma Feixiong figured out that the business in the family was all handled by his mother.

Hou Ye nodded, even if he agreed, Liu Zihong didn't have any opinions, it was obvious that the Marquis of Pojun was optimistic about himself, otherwise he would have done it directly, and it was estimated that he would have no place to reason for the time being.

How to cooperate, Hou Ye has already sent someone to invite his wife over, and it is estimated that it is almost there.

Sure enough, after a glass of juice was eaten, Mrs. Pojunhou appeared in front of everyone with a smile, and the two juniors hurriedly stood up to say hello, and sat down politely.

However, Mrs. Ma didn't say anything about business, but said: "Zihong and my flying bear hit it off at first sight, don't be polite in the future, it's good to call me aunt!"

Lord Pojun next to him also smiled and didn't speak, it was obvious that the husband and wife had already discussed it, and they were waiting for the two young people to come back, but there was no malice towards Liu Zihong.

Originally, there were no relatives, but now it is a good choice to recognize a godfather, Liu Zihong also agreed, and gave a glass of wine to Hou Ye and Mrs. respectively, and said: "Auntie/uncle!"

"Zihong, look at your hot pot technology, my aunt is quite optimistic, how about I plan to exchange 20% of the income from Fubo Building for hot pot technology and related knowledge?" Mrs. Ma took Liu Zihong's hand, and her words were quite affectionate.

There are three stores in the entire Silver Star City in Fubo Building, and there are more than ten in other counties, with an annual income of more than one million taels, and twenty percent of the income is a big deal, even Liu Zhihong was quite shocked.

Looking at the other side of the Hou Ye nodded, he knew in his heart that the cheap uncle estimated that he had invested a lot of money on himself, so he took a sip of the drink at the moment, and let his little heart beat a little to settle down a little.

"Auntie, since it's already a family, don't be so polite, I only need one percent of the income of Fubo Building, it's just that I have a proposal, we can also use hot pot to participate in the operation of other restaurants, and we can also ask for one or two percent of the income each time, presumably as long as it is popular, no one will refuse!" After Liu Zihong thought about it clearly, he said his thoughts, even if he didn't specialize in business management, but under the rendering of his ears and eyes, he always understood something.

"How much is Zihong going to ask for these extra income?" A glint flashed in her beautiful eyes, and Mrs. Ma still had a smile on her face, an idea that she hadn't thought of before.

"How much income can my aunt get, I can only take one percent from this, and it doesn't matter if half of it is half a percent!" Money is something outside the body, if it weren't for the fact that I now have a lot of people to support, Liu Zihong can give it away for nothing.

has done a good job of the psychology of the lion's big mouth, heard Liu Zihong's voice, he was stunned for a moment, and instantly sounded the son and husband's evaluation of Liu Zihong, righteous and squandering money, informal, and heroic, but there is no viciousness in the rivers and lakes, and the ice heart is like a visitor from outside the world.

Looking back, her husband was smiling at herself, and she couldn't help blushing, and stepped on Hou Ye under the table.

Ma Feixiong looked down at the quilt in front of him, pretending not to see what was going on next to him, Liu Zihong was also studying how many carvings there were on the roof beams.

Glancing at the young man next to him, Hou Ye didn't wait for his wife to speak, so he agreed bluntly: "Then do it according to what Zihong said, and send someone to send it every month in the future!"