In the afternoon of that day, before Xu Chunhe and the others left the city to go home, and while Zhou was also on vacation, Old Man Xu held a small meeting.
Let’s talk about the purchase of the shop first.
One hundred and thirty-five taels, which is the final amount of money this shop earned in a month.
Everyone was shocked when they heard this account. Oh my god, how much do you earn in a month? They couldn't earn this much in the past few years or so!
When everyone was shocked and speechless, Old Man Xu continued to shock. From now on, this shop will be regarded as the property of the public. The two elders will have one share of the money earned, and the rest will be divided equally among the three houses.
These words shocked everyone and they couldn't come back to their senses.
Ma and Zhou counted on their fingers, one hundred and thirty-five taels a month, divided into four portions, how much could they divide?
Even after a long calculation, she still couldn't figure it out. She only knew that there were many, many, so many that she couldn't even count them.
If there are so many points in a month, what about a year?
The two sisters' hearts were pounding, and they couldn't help but glance at the three brothers and sisters next to them. They were thinking: To be honest, the reason why this shop can be opened is because of Liu Lang and Si Ya. If it weren't for Liu Lang's recipe,
If Si Ya hadn't been able to tinker with it, how could this shop be here? It would be none of their business.
Even if we leave them alone, the third brother and sister can still earn this amount of money by living in one room, but now they are being given two rooms in vain. Doesn’t the third brother and sister have any idea?
The two people who didn't want to go but had to go were placed in the middle. A group of young men went straight to Wangshu Pavilion, full of interest.
At this time, dinner has not yet been ordered, but the hot pot restaurant is already filled with customers, and it is in full swing. It seems that they don’t care about whether they order their meals or not. They grab the empty seats and eat quickly.
"If you don't want to go, I won't go. Why do you have to drag me along? In fact, I don't want to go." Before he could finish his words, he was tightly held by Fang Zian beside him.
"Sir, in front."
In the control room, I was slapped in the face.
The three-story pavilion, with carved beams and paintings, is flanked by weeping willows. There are no other buildings around, giving it a somewhat secluded and independent feeling.
Ma's and Zhou's sisters-in-law were muttering in their hearts at the same time. Before they could understand, Old Man Xu began to talk about the hot pot restaurant and the income from hot pot ingredients going to the third house, and everyone else in the family.
Nothing to do with anything.
The girls in the pavilion are all proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they do not sell themselves. The guests come here just to relax and cultivate their body and mind.
The mother who was in charge of the pavilion came up to greet me with a smile on her face. He waved his hand and said, "I want the best big room on the third floor! Let Miss Zhilan come...accompany me."
Wangshu Pavilion is located in the south of the city, next to the Stork Creek Bridge at the junction of Jiangyang County and Fucheng, and stands next to Stork Creek Lake.
In a low-end brothel, the clients pick the girls, but in this high-end brothel, the girls pick the clients. If you don't have the talent, of course you can only come and listen to the music to feast your eyes.
But as soon as he finished speaking, Fang Zian pulled him tighter, "You've already stepped in, you still want to back down?"
"How are you today? Are you okay?"
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After the meeting, everyone dispersed.
Fang Congyun frowned, his expression indifferent.
Xu Dajun, haha, you're not even tall enough!
"Well... I think it's better if we come another time."
Peng Ruiyuan said that he was in the front, and when the hot pot restaurant opened, he would treat guests and go to Wangshu Pavilion to play.
Fang Congyun was held tightly by Peng Ruiyuan and Ma Yulin, one on the left and the other on the right. Xu Dajun looked at it strangely, "What are you doing?"
Peng Ruiyuan's eyes glanced back and forth at Xu Dajun's position, and he joked cheesily, "Dajun is not yet thirteen, is he? Some parts are not straight, and it is normal that he does not have the courage, but how can a man say forget it!"
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"No matter who doesn't go, you have to go! If you don't accept the loss if you lose the bet, there will be no way out!"
Fang Zian held on to him tightly, "Don't even think about running away!"
Xu Dajun saw that it was almost time to finish school, so he immediately went to the hot pot restaurant.
Ma Yulin laughed and said, "If you don't hold him, this kid won't go!"
When they arrived at the hotpot restaurant, Fang Congyun and others just came from the school.
When he was about to arrive at Wangshu Pavilion, he kindly reminded, "Why don't we forget it for now and go back to our respective homes?" Maybe another day!
Ma Yulin answered over there, "There's also Congyun, it's okay for any of us not to go, he must go."
People who don't know may really think that this is a romantic place for people to look for flowers and willows, but it is indeed romantic, but not dusty.
All the young men were like quails, extremely obedient, "Mr."
Fang Zian turned around subconsciously, but there was no gentleman in front of him, "Humph, you are trying to lie to me again! Dong Shuangqi, come and hold him together with me, this guy is very strong and wants to run away again!"
Peng Ruiyuan's expression changed greatly, and he wished he could retreat, but he was the one who shouted, and there was no way to retreat.
"Stop." Just two words, like a pair of invisible hands, stretched out, grabbed the people who turned around and tried to run, and held them in place.
Everyone was still surprised at how much money the shop could share every month. Hearing this, no one had any dissatisfaction in their hearts. They still thought that this shouldn't be done. If it were them, they would actually share it.
There will also be opinions in my heart.
That said, but for Xu Dajun, he thought this place was just a high-end brothel.
Beside him, Ma Yu Lin Fang Zi'an and these thieves reacted quickly and ran away.
Peng Ruiyuan laughed so hard, "If I get caught by Mr. Congyun, it won't be so hard if I think about it with Congyun!"
A group of people gathered together, and instead of staying here to block the trouble, they withdrew and went to Wangshu Pavilion together.
After all, the hot pot ingredients are all being speculated by the couple, and the business is done by Liu Lang and his classmates. It has nothing to do with the family, and they can't help much, so why do they have the nerve to share the money?
Mrs. Ma and Mrs. Zhou felt a little relieved because of this. Regardless of whether the money was divided, it all belonged to the third brother and his wife, so the third brother and sister shouldn't have any objections to them sharing the shop's money, right?
Xu Dajun muttered, "Why?"
"It's fine, it's fine."
The sound at the beginning is so powerful, but the ending is so cringeworthy.
Old Man Xu had already said it all up front, and seeing that no one had any objections, he couldn't help but nod secretly.
There were eleven people in the group. The eldest, Peng Ruiyuan, was seventeen years old. He had already had sex with each other and came out to play this kind of thing. He was familiar with the family and it was he who was treating them. So he walked at the front with a swagger.
Xu Dajun was speechless and gave Fang Congyun a "I'm embarrassing you" look.
Xu Dajun was so beaten that he couldn't even run away, so he could only cry without tears. Okay, he has already reminded you what he should have reminded you. If you insist on going in, then he can only risk his life to accompany his friends.
If Zhang Xiulan knew that these two people were thinking like this, she would definitely curl her lips: I have never seen the money, so just divide it. What do I think? We are not people who care about everything. It doesn’t matter how we divide the money. She is now
I'm just looking forward to opening a pig's trotter rice shop someday.
They have never seen much of the world, and just sharing the money in this shop is enough for them. How can they be so big-hearted?
Xu Dajun was squeezed in the middle and lowered his head, sighing faintly, look, he has reminded me, hey, what a harm to friends and misguided people!
He hasn't even written the article yet, and he has to mention his "homework" again.
Fang Zian next to him whispered at him, "Xu Dajun, you are a crow's mouth!"