You can still have a good chat, you can still have a good chat, can anyone talk like this? Let yourself study, let yourself study like a dead person, what should you study? If you have no future, you will eat steamed buns to death, or be burned to death, the king will not die. He just wanted to die peacefully, and no way of death was what Wang Busheng wanted.
Hatred will always cover our eyes, blind us, and make us do many stupid things. For example, Zhang Jingjun originally just wanted to buy jelly beans, but she never imagined that there would be so many variables and such things as before. This man has been chatting for so long. Your own time is very precious. How could it be such a waste.
Hearing the meaning of Wang Bushi's words, Zhang Jingjun felt a little uncomfortable. She was so good-looking, and she would be a beautiful sight wherever she walked. No painter could paint such masterpieces, so she would never have thought that she would be driven away at some point. This is not how beautiful women should be treated.
"Are you driving me away?" Zhang Jingjun asked innocently. If Zhang Jingjun hadn't been wearing sunglasses, Wang Busui would have seen Zhang Jingjun's blinking eyes.
"Um, I got it, and I'm still asking, how can I have time to talk nonsense with you when I'm so busy? Although good-looking women can be used as food, I just had enough," Wang Busui murmured in his heart, of course the look on his face There will be no shortage of smiles, "Look what the girl said, why would I chase the girl away? The visitor is a guest, and it is impolite to chase someone away."
"Haha, that's good. Let me tell you a secret. This is the first time for this girl to go to a poor house."
"Poor or civilian"?
"Is there a difference"?
"Well, okay, I have no official position and am a civilian, and I am still poor. I can only eat a steamed bun for three days, and I am still a poor person." Wang Busi shook his head, "It makes no difference."
"That's it, I won't bother you anymore." Zhang Jingjun finally asked straight to the point, "Let me ask you, did you make the jelly beans?"
"It turns out I came here for the jelly beans." Wang Bushu nodded, "I did it."
It’s not that Wang Busui is sexist. No matter which dynasty or country he is in, not only children but also female friends like snacks like jelly beans. They all say that the best money in the world belongs to children and women. This is not true at all.
One look at the girl's outfit shows that she is not an ordinary person. Naturally, she comes from a wealthy area. However, Lao Litou's hunger marketing in the wealthy area cannot guarantee that everyone can buy jelly beans, so smart people will find the source supplier. On the body, that is, oneself.
"It was really you who did it, not your master or your elders"? Zhang Jingjun was a little skeptical. After all, the jelly beans are so delicious, and it is also the success of an older man, because experience always has to be accumulated slowly. For example, the chef at home is quite old. At the worst, you can be a little fatter as a chef. Ah, it is also convincing. For a person who is not much thinner and a few years older than herself, Zhang Jingjun still has a hard time believing that the jelly beans were made by him.
"I said, girl, why am I lying to you? We are not familiar with each other." It is understandable to be suspected of Wang Budie. After all, being older always gives girls a sense of trust. This is why girls nowadays like to marry The reason for the older youth is safety. Of course, the older youth must be rich.
"Well, I'm just curious,"
"You have ambitions but not your age. As the most outstanding race of the Chinese nation, it is conceivable what kind of miracles will happen." Wang Busheng explained. It is also the excellent brain of our Chinese nation that has promoted the progress of mankind and the development of dynasties time and time again. .
"It seems that my question is a bit redundant. I am just here to buy jelly beans. Who made them doesn't matter. Even if they are made by a dog, I still have to buy them."
Just listen to Wang Bushit continue to say, "We are the best species in the world, hard-working and capable, and good at creating miracles. It's shameful that we often create miracles ourselves."
"Okay, don't say it anymore, I believe it." As a Chinese nation, modesty and restraint are our nature. Isn't it a bit too ostentatious for someone like Wang Busheng to shout on the street that he is an outstanding person? This will make other races feel inferior.
"I feel like you're perfunctory"
"No, I really believe" that a big star like me, as dazzling as the sun, would deal with such common people.
"Well, seeing as how good-looking you are, I believe you."
"Give me five hundred pills, no, six hundred pills, forget it, I want them all," Zhang Jingjun said directly. She wanted to eat, but her sister wanted five hundred pills. Naturally, the more the better.
"You want them all." This is a big deal. Could it be that another businessman saw the huge business opportunities of jelly beans and wanted to get them second-hand, and the middlemen made the difference.
"Yes, I want them all. I want as much as you have,"
"I'm sorry, I want to ask if you eat it yourself or retail it," Wang Bushit asked.
You know, even my own retailer Lao Li only had eight or nine hundred pills on the first day, and on good days it would not exceed a thousand. But this guy was so excited when he placed an order for the first time, he wanted them all. You know, If everyone works together, the daily shipment volume is also amazing, three to five thousand is not a problem.
"Of course I ate it myself," Zhang Jingjun replied. Did she ask herself to set up a stall and sell jelly beans?
"Eat it yourself." Wang Bushu couldn't believe it. Did he eat too much? "Girl, it's the same with any delicious food. Eating too much is not good. The same goes for jelly beans. It's okay to eat them as snacks." , it’s not allowed to eat it as food.”
Staple food is staple food, and snacks are snacks. For the sake of health, snacks cannot be used to replace staple food. Although Wang Busheng hopes that the people of the Ming Empire can eat this delicacy, it cannot be eaten as a meal.
"It doesn't matter to you, just tell me how much you have."
Since others don't mind and don't listen to advice, it doesn't matter to him. No one will refuse the money. Wang Busheng thought for a while and replied, "About eight or nine hundred."
"Okay, I want them all."
"Okay, I'll go get ready now." Wang Busheng took a few steps and couldn't help but turn back and said, "A kind reminder, drink more water when eating jelly beans."
"Why?" Zhang Jingjun didn't understand.
"Easy to constipation".
Zhang Jingjun's face turned red with embarrassment, "You are just as much a gangster as your dead brother."
"Uh, okay, good advice always offends the ears. Not many people like to hear the truth."
Return to your cabin. Liu Mei is the one who has the hardest time in her family. She works day and night, making sugar at night and jelly beans during the day. She has no time to take a bath and relax, and she sits around the stove on such a hot day. Next to me, sweat was pouring down like rain. This pain was really not something ordinary people could endure.
Seeing Wang Busei come in, Liu Mei hurriedly said, "Master, if you need anything, just give me instructions outside. You don't have to come in in person. It's too hot here and you will suffer from heatstroke."
"Haha, you can stay here all day. Master, I just came in to take a look. It's okay. I'm not that squeamish." Wang Busheng said. He was not a rich kid, but he didn't want to live without the princess. There is one word to describe the body of a princess = bitch.
Wang Bushi then said, "Liu Mei, thank you for your hard work. Just hold on for a few more days and I will install an air conditioner for you when we move to the new store."
"No, no," Liu Mei hurriedly refused, "That thing consumes too much electricity and costs too much. We are not rich now, so we can save some."
"I am the young master, and I have the final say. You must install the air conditioner for you." Wang Busheng showed off his young master's airs for the first time and made a decision that was non-negotiable.
Fate between men and women is rare, but good bosses and masters like Wang Busheng are also very rare. No matter when and where, human beings always have a sense of hierarchy, and people naturally divide themselves into superiors and inferiors. people. There are a few people who are aloof and considerate of the poor people wallowing in the mud. This concept of hierarchy has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it has become a matter of course. If people are poor and have short ambitions, they will naturally have no status or say. As long as their bosses and masters will work for them, Paying the bill, even if the price is unreasonable, the poor will gladly accept it.
And someone like Wang Busheng who has a high salary, high benefits, and installs air conditioning for his servants because of the hot weather is definitely an outlier in the Ming Empire.
Such a Wang Busheng is cute and kind. How could Liu Mei not be moved and regarded as a confidant and a person whom she has entrusted her life to.
"Thank you, Master," Liu Mei said choked with sobs.
"This is what I should do. Take a rest when you are tired. Money is not earned in a day."
"Well, I understand, young master."
"Well, you put 800 pills first, if there are customers who want them."
"Eight hundred pills, so much." In Liu Mei's impression, only Old Li Tou from the wealthy area could eat so much.
"Yes, the guests are waiting outside. Please hurry up and get ready." After giving the instructions, Wang Busheng hurriedly walked out. To be honest, the room was really not for people to stay in. It was too hot. He just went to the countryside to give warmth and go through the motions. I really can't stay in the house for a day.
Customers are God. As the person who gave him money, Wang Busui was quite respectful. For example, Wang Busui gave his recliner to Zhang Jingjun and prepared tea and fruits for her.
Although tea drinking in our country has a long history, but we are used to a life filled with all kinds of drinks, it is difficult to accept the bitter taste of tea. However, with sugar, all this will be solved. It is not necessary to put more sugar in the tea. It became black tea.
"Miss, they are counting and loading with you now. Please wait a moment, eat some fruit and drink some tea," Wang Busheng said, and made Zhang Jingjun a cup of black tea he brewed.
Although she is a big star, and she is a princess of a British government, she is not deeply involved in the world, and she does not imagine the outside world to be so evil. She took the tea from Wang BuSheng without hesitation, and was not worried that Wang BuShi might have drugged it. Like that, drink all the tea in your hand.
"It's so hot, my mouth is dry." Zhang Jingjun was lucky that the cup of tea poured by Wang Busheng was not boiling water, otherwise the entertainment industry would have lost a lot of talented singers.
"Hey, why is this tea sweet?" Zhang Jingjun, who had just finished drinking the tea, looked puzzled and smacked her lips carefully. Sure enough, there was still a sweet taste. He hurriedly asked, "Wang Bu Si, why is your tea sweet?"
Although Wang Busheng's name is quite special, it is still very easy to pronounce once you get used to it. At least it won't be as common as names like Xiao Ming and Xiao Hong.
"Haha, this is black tea, my exclusive secret recipe." Wang Bushit said with a smile. "The tea is too bitter, and boiled water is tasteless, so I studied it with great concentration. After countless experiments, it failed. In the end, the emperor paid off and finally succeeded. Successfully invented black tea, a new type of tea."
Zhang Jingjun poured herself another cup and took a sip, and praised with satisfaction, "This tea tastes really good. Now I believe you made the jelly beans."
Rats can not only dig holes but also dig holes. Since they can dig holes, naturally digging holes is not a problem. Zhang Jingjun's logic is still very correct.
"Um, miss, it turns out you have always doubted me." Wang Busheng was a little ashamed. He was so good-looking. Couldn't he be an honest, reliable and good lady?
"We are not familiar with each other, why should I trust you?" Zhang Jingjun said confidently. "Also, don't call me miss."
"Uh. Why"?
"I am more sensitive to the word "Miss", you can add the word "Zhang" in front of it.
"Uh, okay, Miss Zhang." Women have so many things to do, Wang Busui complained in his heart.
