(God's perspective)
The boy looked enviously at the girl talking and laughing with her parents in the distance.
Today should be the girl's birthday, and her parents prepared a beautiful birthday cake.
In this cold winter, it is so warm for the family to be together.
The boy rubbed his cold and red hands, but it didn't help that he breathed into them.
In the future, I must earn a lot of money, buy the most beautiful and delicious cakes, and celebrate my birthday every day.
The boy's eyes left the girl and turned to an orphanage.
The director of the welfare house is a kind old woman. She took the children who were sent to the welfare house that day to visit various places in the welfare house.
“This is the canteen, you will have to eat here regularly every day from now on.
After the canteen is the activity area, which is divided into indoor activity area and outdoor activity area. You can do outdoor activities two days a week and stay indoors the rest of the week.
To the left of the activity area are the restrooms and a large bathhouse. To the right is the rest area.
This will be your home from now on, and you will be a part of it until you are adopted as adults.
You will naturally know the specific time arrangement later, so I won’t go into details here. "
The boy was walking with some children of the same age. His parents had an accident, and because he had no relatives, the boy had to be sent to an orphanage.
There are very few able-bodied children in the orphanage, and almost all of them are placed in a dormitory.
Zamao is one of these healthy children, and this new boy is Mo Langqin.
"What's your name?"
Zamao's accented question troubled Mo Langqin.
What did this guy with hair like a tangled bird's nest say? Martian?
"He is asking what your name is. Go and say hello to your friends."
The nurse teacher on the side pushed Mo Langqin to approach Zamao.
"Hello, my name is Mo Langqin."
"Mo Liang?"
"It's Mo Langqin! The waves of waves! The refreshing Qin!"
Xiao Zamao tilted his head in confusion, and Mo Langqin pouted angrily.
Then a stream of mucus flowed out of Xiao Zamao's nose, and Mo Langqin frowned in disgust. But the nurse teacher insisted on asking them to shake hands and make friends.
Xiao Zamao wiped his nose with his hand and stretched out his hand towards Mo Langqin, "Hello, my name is Pu Shanyu."
What eel? Where is the eel with a bird's nest... and it's so unhygienic!
When Xiao Shanyu saw Mo Langqin not shaking hands with him, he quickly realized something was wrong.
"wait for me a while!"
Xiao Shanyu quickly washed his hands.
Soon he ran back and grabbed Mo Langqin's hand, "Nice to meet you! Well, you should wash your hands well!"
Mo Langqin didn't say anything disgusting at that time, and he accepted such a new friend.
In the days that followed, the children in the orphanage got along more and more harmoniously with each other, and some children were adopted one after another, and some were even adopted abroad.
In the end, Mo Langqin and Pu Shanyu were chosen.
Eleven-year-old boys are full of clever ideas.
Mo Langqin is the one with the most clever ideas.
"I think we can't just wait for someone to adopt us, let's make money too!"
Mo Langqin told Zamao about his plan, "I've thought about everything. Let's bake some biscuits in the cafeteria and sell them! There are children in orphanages abroad selling gingerbread cookies, so we can do that too."
"But Mo Liangliang, the dean will definitely tell us..."
Xiao Shanyu was very hesitant. He felt that what Mo Langqin said was right but he didn't dare to do it.
"It's better if we hide it from her. Besides, if you eat one less piece a day, you can give others a little benefit and get a few biscuits. Together with the biscuits we help bake, it will be enough for us to sell it for a few dollars." "
Mo Langqin does what he says, and his mobility and eloquence are both very good.
The uncles and aunts in the cafeteria also liked Mo Langqin's eccentricity and his careful calculation.
The two children started setting up a stall after school, and they wrote big prices on cardboard.
"One dollar and five dollars? Is it too expensive? People don't want it..."
Shanyu felt even more shy as he held up the sign and watched people walking away in front of them one by one.
"Expensive? You don't know that. Just wait until I finish writing this board."
Mo Langqin touched the bottom of his nose with his hand and continued to write on the cardboard with a colored pen.
Shanyu looked at Mo Langqin curiously, "What did you write?"
"Promotional slogan."
"What slogan?"
“Small biscuits baked at high temperature using high-quality flour.”
"What's there to promote here? Isn't that what all the cookies are made of?"
"Just take a look."
When Mo Langqin put up his sign, the stall that had been unattended by the two finally came.
"Sir, you can try it."
Mo Langqin took out a paper box with some biscuits in it.
The customer was curious and took a bite. It felt good and he was ready to buy some. But seeing that it was a child selling things, he was actually a little concerned.
"You started selling things at a young age. Do your family members know?"
Facing the guests' questions, Xiao Shanyu couldn't help but say that they were orphans, but Mo Langqin replied with a cheerful look.
"My parents said that the fruits of one's own labor are the most beautiful, and selling biscuits here is also a social practice. My friends and I like this feeling very much.
We baked the biscuits and quickly took them out to sell. My parents even praised me for doing a good job! "
Xiao Shanyu looked at Mo Langqin in surprise, thinking: Why did he lie? We don’t have parents…
"Hahaha." The guest smiled and rubbed Mo Langqin's head with his hand, "You are very eloquent at a young age. Did you bake these cookies? They are indeed delicious. Give me three yuan." ”
"Okay!" Mo Langqin grabbed three bags from the carton behind him and gave them to the guest.
Pay the money in one hand and deliver the goods in the other hand, the transaction is completed.
The first business led to the second business, and soon they sold out all the biscuits.
"Twenty-five dollars for you, twenty-five dollars for me, a fair split!" Mo Langqin gave the divided money to Xiao Shanyu, and it was the first time that Xiao Shanyu made money.
Mo Langqin stuffed the money into his pocket and clapped his hands, "Isn't it fun to make money?"
"I am happy, but I don't understand it. What magic does that slogan have to make customers come to our two stalls?"
Xiao Shanyu scratched his head in confusion.
Mo Langqin turned to smile at Xiao Shanyu, "The more familiar something is, the easier it is to be ignored. I'm just reminding them.
Besides, aren't you curious about the taste of cookies baked at high temperatures? "
The two returned to the orphanage talking and laughing, but what awaited them was a scolding from the director of the orphanage.
The reason was that they came back too late, and the dean suspected that Mo Langqin and Xiao Shanyu had gone somewhere to spend time studying.
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