Early in the morning.
The store opposite the Imperial College had its red flag fluttering in the wind. The Mo Family's Steamed Bun Restaurant was officially open!
Qin Huaiyu and the other two were eager to make money. Meton was also eager to find another source of income for the villagers of the Mo Family's Village. In less than three days, the craftsmen of the Mo Family's Village finished the decoration of the steamed bun restaurant.
Qin Huaiyu and the other two hadn't fought for the right to name the restaurant. When the signboard of the Mo Family's Steamed Bun Restaurant was hung up high, Qin Huaiyu and the other two hid in the restaurant shamefully and ate the steamed buns in big mouthfuls.
"Are the three of you turning shame into appetite?" Meton walked into the restaurant and looked at the three people who were slacking off disdainfully.
"Your name is really too powerful! We can't afford to lose face like this! "Qin Huaiyu said while chewing the steamed bun and stammering.
"In my opinion, it's better to call it Five Grains Fengdeng." Cheng Chumo swallowed a Soup Dumpling in one gulp and still suggested his good name.
"Delicious Soup Dumplings are also good!" Yuchi Baolin sucked the Soup Dumpling carefully. It was hard to imagine that a seven feet tall man liked to eat the Soup Dumplings in small bites.
"Whether the name is good or not depends on the effect!" Meton pointed at the pedestrians passing by and all of them looked at the signboard of the store. At least if it could attract people's attention, it would be a small step of success.
Besides, Meton also allowed people to taste the steamed bun. After some curious people tasted it, they couldn't help shouting the deliciousness and entered the restaurant one after another. In just a little while, the big steamed bun restaurant was crowded with people.
The four teenagers were squeezed out of the restaurant with two steamed buns in each hand. Looking at the crowded restaurant, they couldn't help but smile. It seemed that they wouldn't lose money this time.
"But those Imperial College students don't seem to appreciate your kindness. Now it seems that none of them appreciate your kindness." Qin Huaiyu swallowed the last mouthful of steamed bun in his hand and said faintly.
The entrance of the restaurant was facing the gate of the Imperial College. The black words "Supervisor's Half Price, Doctor's Free" were very eye-catching. One by one, the Imperial College students walked past the shop. None of them looked at the four of them.
"After all, the money for this store comes from them. It's a kind of compensation for them. If they can come, they can come. If not, we won't force them. At least we've done our best!" Meton said indifferently.
"Professor, it's really free!" An abrupt voice rang out from behind the four of them. The familiar voice caused the four of them to shiver uncontrollably.
The four of them turned their heads stiffly and saw Kong Yingda smiling at them!
"Of course! Of course! "The four of them nodded repeatedly.
"Then is the libation free?"
"Of course, not only the chancellor, but also the registrar, the registrar, and the doctor's tuition are all free of charge!" Meton hurriedly answered.
Of course, Kong Yingda wasn't here to eat. Under the guidance of Meton, they toured the store and the kitchen. In the end, they tasted the big, small, and soup dumplings.
"Not bad, it's indeed delicious. In comparison, the Imperial College's cafeteria is indeed pig food!" Kong Yingda said with a smile.
Meton's face was instantly filled with embarrassment!
"It's my fault for being impulsive!"
"Clean, hygienic, tidy, delicious, and the signboard is also very unique." Kong Yingda commented one by one.
The four of them looked at Kong Yingda who left after commenting and looked at each other in confusion.
"Why did the Libation Chancellor come again?" Cheng Chumo was puzzled.
"The Libation Chancellor has put in a lot of effort!" Meton sighed.
In the Imperial College, Kong Yingda looked at the silent junior Kong Huisuo beside him. He shook his head and said, "You don't understand why I want to go to the steamed bun shop?"
"Uncle, please enlighten me!" Kong Huisuo was also puzzled. She didn't understand why her uncle, as the Imperial College's Libation Chancellor, would go to Mo Jiazi's store.
"You lost a lot of money in the previous bet, right?" Kong Yingda didn't directly answer Kong Huisuo's question. Instead, he asked a seemingly unrelated question.
"100 taels!" Kong Huisuo said shamefully.
"Yes! You lost 100 taels, but it doesn't matter. It doesn't affect us at all! However, the others only lost 4 or 5 taels, and that's all they have. I heard that some of the students can't even afford to eat and can't afford to buy ink, paper, and ink stones. "Kong Yingda sighed.
"I know. We are preparing to sponsor those people!" Kong Huisuo said.
"No! The students of the Imperial College don't need charity from others! "Kong Yingda flatly refused.
"Then uncle went to Mo Jiazi's steamed bun shop today because you want those students to be able to put aside their pride to buy steamed buns!" Kong Huisuo suddenly understood.
"Yes! Although they don't have any money, they can't put aside their pride to go to Mo Jiazi. "
"But isn't Mo Jiazi's half price also considered charity?" Kong Huisuo didn't understand.
"That's not the same. That's a clearly marked price. It's a voluntary transaction. Moreover, there's also their own money in the steamed bun. They can eat with a clear conscience." Kong Yingda explained.
"Uncle, you really put in a lot of effort!" Kong Huisuo said sincerely.
"Uncle, please help yourself. I haven't eaten anything this morning. I also want to buy some steamed buns!"
Kong Yingda looked at his nephew who had already disappeared without a trace. At least he was enlightened.
"Give me 12 big steamed buns!" Kong Huisuo placed 3 copper coins in front of Meton. The price of steamed buns was 1 copper coin for two steamed buns. The Imperial College students were selling steamed buns at half price. That was 4 steamed buns at 1 copper coin.
"12 steamed buns? Have you finished eating? "Meton looked at Kong Huisuo's thin and weak body and asked suspiciously.
"Even if I can't finish, I still have to eat! I had lost 100 taels to you. How can I eat it all back! "Kong Huisuo gritted his teeth and said.
The 12 big steamed buns were wrapped in a paper bag. Kong Huisuo carried the bag in his hands and returned to the Imperial College students' classroom.
"Delicious!" Many students couldn't help but swallow their saliva. They had lost two months' worth of living expenses, and now they were on a tight budget. If they were really hungry, they would just drink a lot of water. They were so hungry that their chests were sticking to their backs.
Kong Huisuo ate the steamed buns in big bites. He couldn't help but praise the taste.
"You actually went to buy Mo Jiazi's steamed buns!" Wang Ling looked at Kong Huisuo in disbelief.
Among everyone present, Kong Huisuo hated Mo Jiazi the most. Other than Wang Ling, Kong Huisuo was definitely in the top 3. How could he go back and buy Mo Jiazi's steamed buns?
"Mo Jiazi and Qin Huaiyu had opened a shop, and I had lost 100 taels. I must eat it all back no matter what!" Kong Huisuo took a big bite of the steamed bun and said confidently.
"Uh, uh!" Everyone was stunned. This explanation seemed to work too!
"Oh yes, I bought a lot. Come and try it. I can't let Mo Jiazi have it cheap!" Kong Huisuo gave the steamed buns in the paper bag to some of the students.
These students hesitated for a while. But when they saw Kong Huisuo eating, they couldn't help but take a bite. Immediately, a taste that they had never tasted before filled their taste buds.
"It's delicious!"
The steamed bun was quickly eaten, but it was still not enough to fill their stomachs. They had been hungry for a few days.
"Bam!" Xiong Maocai slammed the table and stood up: "I had lost 50 taels. I must eat it all back no matter what!"
"Yes, I had lost 30 taels!"
"I want 10 taels!"
"I want 5 taels!"
… … …
One by one, the Imperial College students rushed into Goubuli's steamed bun shop. They took out 1 copper coin and took 4 steaming steamed buns. They looked coldly at Meton and walked away.
"That's enough! We are the good guys, but we still have to pay for it! "Qin Huaiyu smiled bitterly.
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