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With Huang Musong acting as a shill and Duoluo hawking their wares, the handmade rice dumplings sold exceptionally well, with two large boxes sold in less than an hour!

More than four hundred rice dumplings...

Subtracting a small portion that is crushed or damaged during transportation,

Sales have now exceeded 3000 yuan!

We've broken even.

Huang Musong predicted that the rice dumplings made by Duoluo would sell well.

But these are selling too well!

It was just past nine in the morning...

Huang Musong stood in the small garden on campus, gazing at Dorothy and Doraemon busy at work, a hint of worry gradually replacing his joy.

He was quite worried that Doraemon would get tired.

In view of,

Doro's two little paws took turns holding and distributing the rice dumplings.

Although the repetitive movements are tedious,

It actually felt happier the busier it was!

Its short hair became wet.

Doro, standing on the stone table, looked as if he had just taken a bath.

A gentle breeze blew, bringing a refreshing coolness that made Doro work even harder.

Dorothy remained curled up as always.

It still resists being touched and rubbed by female college students.

Actually, Huang Musong was quite envious of Dorothy. The girls were young and fresh, and being from an art school, they were generally beautiful. The thought of being groped by them was such a wonderful experience…

cough!

Clear your throat quickly.

Wash away the impure thoughts.

He continued to hold up the rice dumpling as a prop.

Over time, passing college students gradually realized that Huang Musong was in cahoots with the two doro people selling zongzi (sticky rice dumplings).

However, the flavor of the zongzi is truly impeccable!

It's cheap.

The college students tacitly refrained from revealing this relationship.

...

at the same time

In a nearby building, in an administrative office, a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle stood at the window, looking down at the view.

The balding middle-aged man also held a zongzi in his hand, savoring it carefully.

He asked a member of the student union to buy this zongzi on his behalf.

Buy some to try.

The taste is absolutely impeccable!

I finished the zongzi in a few bites...

The middle-aged man turned around and glanced at another person in the office.

The other person should be a few years younger.

Its cheerful expression is just like that of a pug.

Dressed in a suit, his style was quite respectable, and the name tag on his chest showed that he was named Wang Nuo.

Seeing the balding man sit back down at his desk,

Wang Nuo, with keen insight, filled the cup with more than half a glass of warm water.

Swallowing the rice dumpling while drinking tea...

The middle-aged director snorted coldly and said sarcastically, "It's not that people are stealing your business; it's that the zongzi sold in your cafeteria are terrible. They have no taste and no price."

"Brother-in-law, look at what you're saying. We need to pay attention to hygiene, right? If we improve hygiene, it will cost more, and the cost-effectiveness of the food will naturally decrease," Wang Nuo explained with a grin.

How much energy does the so-called sanitation cost?

Even if it's clean, a single meat-filled rice dumpling shouldn't cost 15 yuan in the cafeteria!

Even vegetarian rice dumplings cost 12 yuan.

Right now, someone is selling zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) on campus for 8 yuan, which is good quality and inexpensive.

Anyone who goes to the cafeteria is a complete idiot.

Glancing at his brother-in-law, the middle-aged director grinned, his face ashen: "How many times do I need to tell you? Use your job title when you're at work! What do you mean 'brother-in-law'? You're the kitchen manager who contracts the cafeteria, and I'm the proper..."

"In short! You are not allowed to forcibly drive them away; you need to use your brain before you act."

"Have you seen the movie? It's all about treating people to meals, beheading them, and turning your men into dogs."

"Good storylines should be learned and used."

After saying a few words, the middle-aged director signed a document.

The document is signed by Zhou Pijun.

Anyone who manages to get a job as the kitchen manager in a university cafeteria can't be stupid. Wang Nuo quickly nodded and bowed, smiling obsequiously: "I understand! Try to take them on as dogs, then treat them to meals, and only as a last resort, behead them."

"Even if it's a 'decapitation,' we have to consider the impact! In this era of social media, we have to be careful about everything. You, don't cause me any trouble." Zhou Pijun said as he lit a cigarette, his hand moving so fast that his brother-in-law didn't even have time to react and hand him the light.

Realizing that her brother-in-law's smoking was a signal for her to leave,

Wang Nuo quickly left the house with a forced smile.

Stepping outside, he straightened his back and muttered a curse in his local dialect.

"Tide breed..."

Wang Nuo headed straight for the stairwell with a stern face.

As a relative, Wang Nuo knew his brother-in-law's situation best: what right did a nobody hired as a folk instrument player have to act like an official!

Does he really think he's an official?

When working, one should refer to their job title.

You don't even have a proper position!

As he went downstairs, Wang Nuo cursed under his breath, feeling increasingly frustrated.

But there's no denying that what my brother-in-law said made a lot of sense...

That brat's two little beasts ruined the cafeteria's zongzi (sticky rice dumplings), making them unsellable.

Let's try "Accepting a Dog" first to see if it's feasible.

Rushing to "behead" them and forcibly expel them from the campus would be counterproductive if students filmed it and posted it online.

After thinking about these things,

Wang Nuo headed straight for Huang Musong, who was loitering outside the building.

A few minutes later...

After some casual conversation, and then some more pointed remarks, we finally got to the point.

Huang Musong figured out the other party's identity.

Oh!

So they're from the school cafeteria?

Before sneaking into the university to set up his stall, Huang Musong had anticipated that he would eventually be targeted by the cafeteria staff.

He was even mentally prepared that he might be kicked out by security guards.

The cafeteria manager turned out to be surprisingly nice...

The other party wanted to buy the zongzi at a price of 9 yuan per piece.

We can make even more money than the original price of 8 yuan!

Such a good thing

Of course there's no reason to refuse.

Driven by self-interest, Huang Musong immediately agreed and took the other party to inspect the goods.

Wang Nuo hadn't expected things to go so smoothly.

Pay an extra yuan to buy zongzi (sticky rice dumplings), and the total investment will not exceed 5000 yuan, calculated based on the number of remaining zongzi.

I bought the goods for 9 yuan, took them to the cafeteria, and sold them for 20 yuan.

Earn over 50% net profit – you'll be rolling in it!

With the three strategies in place, "Accepting the Dog" went quite smoothly, and Wang Nuo's face beamed with secret joy.

But when Huang Musong told Duoluo about it,

But then an unexpected turn of events occurred.

Tap, tap, tap—

Doro was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet and whimpering. His little paws were pulling and tugging at people's clothes, making a "rustling" sound as the fabric was pulled.

"Human~"

Being too impatient makes one speak haltingly.

Doro blinked her big eyes and stared at him.

Doro thinks: Selling the zongzi in bulk is indeed a good idea – it's profitable and saves time. But what about the older brothers and sisters who didn't get any zongzi? If they want to eat zongzi again, they'll probably have to spend even more money to buy them from the cafeteria.

A price of 8 yuan is the most reasonable price for zongzi; it shouldn't be any more expensive!

but……

It's too embarrassed to say no to people.

Doro didn't want anyone to miss out on the opportunity to make a lot of money.

Its conflicted heart made it anxious.

It hopes to make people understand what it is thinking by acting cute.

Huang Musong could certainly guess what Duoluo was thinking.

There was no reason to refuse the business offered by the cafeteria manager!

If you refuse...

They'll call security right away.

After all, sneaking onto campus to sell zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) is against school rules.

And it lacks a food safety certificate.

Huang Musong knew very well that he and Duoluo were in the wrong.

however!

Just a second before he was about to coax Doraemon into agreeing,

Two fragments of memory appeared out of nowhere in my mind.

[Scene 1: Doro makes zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) by hand and goes out to sell them with you. During the sales, the cafeteria manager buys them, and you agree to it. Doro isn't very happy, but it still likes you very much, so it only sulks for a small afternoon.]

[Scene 2: Doro makes zongzi by hand and goes out to sell them with you. During the sales process, they encounter the cafeteria manager who wants to buy them, but you refuse. Doro is very happy, even though they ultimately fail to sell all the zongzi, it has gained a second, completely new life.]

A second, entirely new set of flesh and blood?

Huang Musong was stunned.

The completely new flesh and blood, the first time was when he quit smoking, so that Doraemon could get the hammer.

This is the second time!

If you act based on the scene in memory fragment 1, all you'll get is a few thousand dollars and the cost of Doraemon sulking for an afternoon.

Too bad!

A few thousand yuan isn't a lot of money.

Huang Musong didn't want to make Duoluo unhappy because of this money.

He was genuinely curious about how Doraemon grew his new "flesh and blood".

then...

Patting Doro's head, Huang Musong reassured him that he knew what to do.

"terribly sorry."

"It seems I can no longer complete the cooperation we agreed upon."

"Can I continue selling zongzi on campus?"

Huang Musong politely inquired of Wang Nuo.

The act of changing one's mind at the last minute greatly angered the other party.

As the cafeteria manager, Wang Nuo felt that he was being played by Huang Musong.

Suddenly raise your arm,

Wang Nuo was about to grab Huang Musong by the collar and start a fight.

The sight of surrounding students raising their phones to take pictures quickly calmed him down.

"Oh!"

What do you think?

Having abandoned the idea of ​​resorting to violence, Wang Nuo pointed to the school gate, his intention to expel the student evident in his words.

Huang Musong was not angry.

There's no need to hold a grudge.

They have no right to be angry.

He picked up the two unsold boxes of zongzi, gestured for Dorothy and Doraemon to help carry one box together, and then left with him.

On his way out of the school gate, Huang Musong didn't forget to call out to his classmates that he, Dorothy, and Doraemon would be moving to set up a stall outside the school.

Dorothy showed little emotional reaction to this.

It's very peaceful.

In contrast, Doraemon was grinning and laughing happily.

Hehe~

"This person is so kind to me."

Doro felt incredibly pleased with his successful persuasion, to the point that he suddenly felt a slight itch deep inside his head.