I got rich by the protagonist's lines

Kangkang looked at the reply in the post in disbelief, and after a second of silence, he became angry.

Her buttocks arched against the back of the chair, and she opened her mouth to say, "Wow, yah, yah!", imitating Zhang Fei's play that her grandfather loved most.

The sound of "Wahahah" was loud and clear, and the startled roommates took off their earphones one after another, and looked at it with caring eyes for the mentally retarded.

In an instant, Kangkang changed from an angry red-faced Zhang Fei to a pitiful little man pretending to be wronged.

She pursed her lips, and said "woo hoo": "I, I, I, I was bullied."

Seeing the questioning looks from the three of them, Kangkang's heart, which had been pretending casually, suddenly felt wronged, and he said the whole thing in a "howling" way.

The eldest sister in the dormitory, Lixia, knows Kangkang best, and she has never seen this guy being so wronged. She feels that even if she is a little mentally retarded, it's okay to coax her.

Therefore, Li Xia and the other two made a decision together, and Kang Kang said whatever he wanted to do, and they would accompany him to the end this time.

This afternoon, the four people in dormitory 101 where Kangkang lived, each carrying two lunch boxes, went to different cafeterias and different windows of the school to have lunch.

Focus on pure rice.

At about six o'clock in the evening, on the table in dormitory 101, there were eight kinds of pure rice from the four canteens of the school.

For the sake of science, an experimental control group was also divided in the dormitory. The variables included: hunger level and whether the rice balls were formed.

For this reason, Li Xia also went to the graduate school sister to borrow all kinds of cute baking molds.

The end result is:

"Please, give the mustard to live."

"No, no, I feel like I'm about to choke to death."

"Although I'm hungry, I choose to stay hungry."

……

It was time for dinner, and the smell of various foods came into his nostrils from time to time, but Kangkang chewed the rice in a tasteless way.

She couldn't help but doubt herself, did the rice balls really have no seasoning yesterday?Could it be that he was dreaming.

The other three people in the dormitory who regretted messing around with Kangkang beat Kangkang up, and then went to different dormitories with rice.

"Oh, junior girl, how about eating? We went to cook just now, and we accidentally cooked too much. We have never touched these.

I really don't want to waste it, so please do me a favor, schoolgirls, can you share it for me? "

"Hey, Miss Lian, have you eaten yet? Kangkang has eaten too much, can I share some with you?"

"What weight loss, you are not fat at all! Come, eat rice"

……

That night, a post that had already lost popularity was suddenly upvoted because of a reply from an anonymous elementary school girl.

#How delicious can rice balls made without any auxiliary materials be, so fragrant that I can eat a catty#

Anonymous: "Seniors and sisters, I must inform you of one thing with a heavy heart. Today, when we were having dinner, Senior Kangkang and her three roommates were delivering rice everywhere."

Within a few seconds, an army of question marks appeared below this comment.

"Is the news true, is it true?"

Anonymous: "I guarantee it in the name of the school girl, it is absolutely true, I live on the floor where the school sister Kangkang is."

Then there was a uniform army of exclamation points.

Floor 101: "Break the formation, hehe, newcomer, can I ask what it means to send rice? Is it alms in a time of famine, hahaha!"

Floor 102: "Upstairs, please pay attention to reviewing the questions!

……

Floor 109: "Gangzhen, seeing the reply from the school girl, my heart is also very heavy. You, the landlord, have a lot of bamboo shoots! You actually tricked everyone into eating dry rice, and even knead it into rice balls to eat.

Although we are not fooled, but please pay attention!There are IQ basins in this world, please care for them, please?

She was fooled by Kangkang, the group favorite of the Department of Archeology!She listened to you and went to buy dry rice!

I tell you, you are guilty, do you know that? "

Floor 110: "God, I'm angry on the 109th floor, I strongly condemn the landlord! Kangkang girl is under our protection!"

Quietly, a joking squad called "Guarding Kangkang" was formed.

When the night owl Kangkang opened the forum in the middle of the night and poked open the previous post again, he found that the post had been washed by a group called "Guardian".

Kangkang clicked into this group curiously, and found that the slogan of the group turned out to be: Cherish it, after all, in this world, there are not many such pure fools (treasures).

Kangkang couldn't help laughing out loud, thinking, who is this talking about, it's so good, but it's so funny.

The next moment, she couldn't laugh anymore, because the team leader's nickname was: protect the best Kangkang.

Kangkang: ...

Am I pretty?Am I pretty!

Kangkang is no longer sleepy, and Kangkang is refreshed.

Kangkang quickly found Yan Tang's WeChat ID in the historical news in WeChat Pay, and quickly clicked to add it.

The verification message is: Boss, please beg for the variety of your rice!

She is going to prove that the edibility of rice balls without any supplementary ingredients can be eaten by a catty!

When Kangkang sent the message, Yan Tang was still awake. He had just finished the recorded class of Teacher Wu Yan and was summarizing the main points. He would send it to Zhou Papi Lu Tingfan for inspection later.

In fact, he still wanted the system to accompany him to do it, but as soon as he said Lu Tingfan, the system disappeared, so he had no choice but to do it by himself.

Seeing Kangkang's question, Yan Tang didn't know how to answer it, so he simply clicked on his second panel.

Name: Yan Tang

Sex: Male

Age: 18 years old

Currently has lines: Aiwu and Wu (lv1), wine bag and rice bag (lv1)

Yan Tang opened the "wine bag and rice bag" again.

Lines: wine bag rice bag

Level: lv1

Level Description: The total daily limit of wine bags and rice bags is 200.

The purchase price of the wine bag is 10 yuan, and the suggested retail price is 100 yuan.

The purchase price of the rice bag is 1 yuan, and the suggested retail price is 5 yuan.

Note: Click "Details" to view the explosion rate.

Yan Tang clicked on the details of the rice bags as required, and then a dense variety of "rice bags" appeared on the light screen.

The visual impact brought by the picture is the most obvious. Yan Tang was the first to see rice of several different bright colors.

Some are as clear as jasper, some are like pink rouge, and some are as fresh as light yellow.

Yan Tang couldn't help but take a closer look, her slender and curled eyelashes flickered, and she opened her mouth softly: "It's so beautiful, like a work of art, can this really be eaten?"

At this moment, the system went online.

"According to the system information I have checked, there are also varieties of Bigen rice and rouge rice on your planet, but the color is slightly lighter."

Yan Tang nodded thoughtfully, "Huh? Tong, what do the numbers behind each type of rice mean?"

"It's the explosion rate. Assuming that these different varieties of rice are a card pool, then you are now a user of LV1. The rarer the rice variety, the lower the chance of it appearing.

In the future, when you increase the level of the idiom "wine bag and rice bag", the explosion rate will also increase relatively.

The suggested retail price given to you by the panel is calculated by a complicated formula, which is relatively reasonable, and it is recommended to adopt it, anyway, customers will never suffer from buying it. "

The more Yan Tang listened, the more excited she became, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that the future was promising.

He can sell a ton of such rice bags!

The system couldn't help but hit him: "Don't think about it, the novice protection period is only one month, within this month, you can open and buy rice bags.

But after a month, you have to buy the wine bag and the rice bag together, because they are a whole in themselves.

Besides, LV1 users are limited to [-] copies per day. "

Yan Tang: ...

Yan Tang directly told Kang Kang a transliterated place name, and then added a sentence: Don't ask, even if I ask, I have never been there.

Kangkang, who received the news, gave up the idea of ​​buying the same type of rice, but still tentatively said to the three roommates:

"How about I treat everyone to dinner tomorrow? Just go to the store where I bought rice balls?"

After the three roommates heard it, they turned over in unison and turned their backs to her.

Take the bamboo shoots, they will be hurt if they eat dry rice, Kangkang still won't let them go!

It's all mom and I'm used to you, Kangkang—at a certain moment, the brain waves of the three of them were at the same frequency.

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Yan Tang on the other end didn't sleep, he was serious about opening the shop.

He carefully analyzed all the problems on the first day, and summed up the following points:

1. The wrapping paper of the rice balls is very good, and it will not leak the rice fragrance at all, so passers-by will not be attracted into the store.

2. Rice balls without opening the wrapping paper can be preserved for one day in midsummer.

But if you open the package, it will be like normal rice, and various colonies will appear over time.

Therefore, it is either unknown, or it depends on meeting someone who is lucky enough to try it, and then spread the word of mouth to expand the business.

Either open the wrapping paper and let everyone be attracted by the rice fragrance. Although the shelf life is shortened, it is more reliable than pure luck.

An idea gradually took shape in Yan Tang's mind.

In the early morning of the next day, Yan Tang chatted with the owner of the hardware store diagonally opposite on the pretext of shopping.

With her cute appearance and temperament, she took the opportunity to join various group chats on Taohua Street.

There are groups of uncles and aunts who buy vegetables together, groups that go to bed early and get up early to exercise, groups that hack each other with knives, and many convenience service groups, etc.

In the afternoon, Yan Tang closed the door early to let Mu Lan go to bed early in the afternoon, and they went out at night.

Mu Lan gave him a sideways look, and went to rest without saying anything.

After 12 o'clock that night, Yan Tang took the box and pulled Mu Lan to the business district on the left.

This business district looks like a ring, with shopping and leisure areas on the left and office buildings on the right, but there are some houses mixed in the office buildings, most of which are white-collar workers.

It was already past 12 o'clock, but the city was still slightly bright. Yan Tang swiped his card and walked into the business district. At the corner of the first floor, he opened the wrapping paper of dozens of rice bags in the box.

In an instant, all kinds of rich and elegant aromas filled the nostrils. Different aromas were mixed together, but they were not complicated, but aroused people's appetite even more.

Mu Lan stretched her neck straight after being hooked, and he even saw a pink rice ball with sharp eyes!

He wanted to turn himself into a screaming chicken and asked what kind of rice you used!

But Yan Tang had anticipated his reaction long ago, and directly blocked his mouth with rice balls. Not only was Mu Lan not annoyed, but she narrowed her eyes instantly, and followed behind Yan Tang step by step.

Yan Tang walked through every floor of the business circle with the open box in his hand, and he paid close attention to every brightly lit office.

Whenever there was a sound of rushing out of the office, Yan Tang adjusted his movements instantly, leaving a back for the people behind him.

"Little brother, what is this, where did you buy it?" The man obviously got up a little anxious, and his voice was still panting.

Yan Tang had a cute face, but there was a little anxiety in his eyes, and he said softly, "Hey, it's too late, we have to deliver food, I'll give it to you."

After finishing speaking, he stuffed the visitor with a napkin, which was very perfunctory.

But it is enough, because the napkin has the address of the Fugui shop.

After walking around the business district, Mu Lan thought it was over, but Yan Tang didn't stop, and he started cooking porridge with the rice balls that had a little bit of wrapping paper opened.

At about three or four o'clock in the morning, I pushed a small dining car filled with porridge, walked past the family building, and passed the way to the vegetable market...

On this day, countless people were either working overtime or sleeping, and they were sang empty city tricks in their stomachs hooked by the rich and pure rice fragrance.

People who work overtime order late-night takeaway. After eating, what they get is deeper dissatisfaction. It seems that the shallow itch has calmed down, but the deep itch that cannot be reached has become more eager to move.

Many people looked at the napkins in their hands and made up their minds.

Another morning, Kangkang finally persuaded the three roommates to go to the Fugui shop, at the cost of preparing a sufficient amount of lo-mei.

It's just that Kangkang and his party were dumbfounded as soon as they walked to Peach Blossom Street.

Why is there still a long queue outside the Fugui shop?

Seeing that someone was going to queue again, Kangkang couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me, what are you going to buy?"

Is there anything new in the store?

The person who was stopped had dark circles under his eyes. After hearing Kangkang's questioning, he regained consciousness a little: "I don't know either."

Kangkang: ...

Kangkang was speechless: "Then why are you queuing?"

"Buy something."

"You don't know what to buy, so do you know what the store sells?"

"I do not know."

"You don't know anything, what are you doing in line?"

"There are so many people queuing up, they are queuing, and I will also be queuing."

Kangkang: ...

She really had a million words to vomit in her heart, but in the end she only said one:

"Don't be too [kangkang] to be a human being!"