Chapter 54 Battle of Wits
Manbao clicked and entered white paper first. A large number of various products came out. There were large sheets of white paper that looked similar to the ones they had here, and there were also beautiful notebooks bound into books. There were also some packed in a very strange box with a label saying that it was printing paper. What surprised Manbao the most was a colorful portrait. It said that it was 8D printing paper, which could print anything. It was also the most expensive of the recommended papers.
Manbao looked at it carefully again and again, wanting to buy it and try it out, but when she was about to click, Keke couldn't help but take out the medicine in her shopping cart and show it to her.
Manbao's little hand retracted.
Although Keke wanted Manbao to spend more, he didn't want to spend recklessly. He said, "There's printing paper. You can't print anything without a printer."
Manbao then retracted his little finger regretfully, but asked curiously, "Is it really like it said, that cars and clothes can be made of paper?"
"It's printing paper," the system explained to her. "In the future, it will be possible to print even materials using printing paper. The performance is actually the same. But strangely, humans don't like this method in recent years. They prefer things made by hand and raw materials."
The main system does not prevent the subsystems from spreading the future world to their respective hosts. In fact, this is also a means for the subsystems to motivate the hosts.
However, Manbao only listened to these things as stories. Koko said these things not to inspire Manbao, but simply because she wanted to hear them, so it told her.
Manbao listened with great interest and then concluded, "People in the future really don't know how to enjoy life. Why do they have to rely on humans to do things that can be done by robots?"
Koko agreed, but the relationship was very complicated. He felt that Manbao's little head was not capable of pondering such profound questions, so he did not continue the discussion with her. Seeing that her eyes kept darting back and forth between those beautiful notebooks, Koko reminded her, "Host, there are some differences in the texts, and these notebooks are obviously not made in current bookstores. I suggest that you buy sheets of white paper and cut them yourself."
That being said, Manbao still couldn't help himself. He first bought a piece of white paper and put it in the system, then went to look at those incredibly beautiful little notebooks, and then found that one page was buy one get one free, and it wasn't expensive, just two points.
Without waiting for Koko to say anything, she quickly bought a small notebook with a pink bunny on the cover, and ordered another notebook with a cover of lots of flowers as a gift.
The system watched silently. When these things were delivered, Manbao took out two small notebooks and touched them under the quilt before putting them into the system with satisfaction.
She said seriously to the system: "Koko, this way we don't have to cut it. I won't take it out and just keep my own small account."
Koko said "hmm" and agreed with her behavior.
Seeing that his good friend had no objection, Manbao became happy and went to look at the stack of white paper he had bought.
The white paper in the mall is cheaper than candy. Two points are worth a thousand pieces of paper, and you will also get an extra two hundred pieces of another kind of white paper.
Manbao took it out and looked at it, and found that it was thicker and larger than the ones her husband and Shanbao gave her.
She scratched her head, thinking it was unrealistic to bring such a large piece of paper to school, so she spread it out on the bed and folded it with great effort.
She folded it into several layers and then put it in her treasure box. She decided to ask her second brother to weave a bamboo basket for her to use in studying, just like her classmates in school, and then put all her things in it.
After thinking about it, Manbao ran out to find her mother. She first gave her the 132 coins she had counted out, saying that this was 60% of the money her fifth brother earned today and had to hand it over to the public treasury.
Qian frowned and asked, "Who settled this account?"
Manbao raised his head proudly, "I calculated it."
Qian: "How did you calculate it? How much did they earn in total?"
Manbao scratched her head, wondering where she had miscalculated. Just as she was about to count on her fingers to explain the amount to her mother, Zhou Erlang laughed and said, "Little sister, even you make mistakes sometimes. They took thirty bamboo baskets to the county town this morning. Even if they sold them all, they would only make 150 wen. How can 60% of 150 wen be 132 wen?"
Qian secretly glared at her silly second son and blamed him for talking too much.
Zhou Erlang didn't know how he had offended his mother and looked at his elder brother in confusion.
Zhou Dalang was even simpler than him and didn't understand even more.
Manbao came back to his senses with a start, took the money back from his mother's hand, and said with a stern face: "Mom, I calculated it wrong, let me calculate it again."
She took the money and turned around and ran towards Zhou Silang and their room.
Not to mention Zhou Silang and the others, even Zhou Silang felt a chill down his spine and lay at the door and window, not daring to go out.
Qian looked at the little girl's disappearing back and withdrew her gaze.
She glanced at her three older sons who were looking confused, then looked at the chattering and unclear discussions in the east wing, and suddenly shook her head and smiled.
Forget it, they are just a bunch of fools, why bother to be so serious.
Zhou Dalang, Zhou Erlang and Zhou Sanlang had no idea that they were classified as fools by their mother. They were working hard to weave small bamboo baskets with their heads down. Ever since Zhou Wulang and his friends made a lot of money from their flower baskets, they had nothing to do after coming back every evening but help weave the bamboo baskets.
Manbao took the money back to his room and started writing and drawing on paper with a pen. No one understood what he was saying, but they all knew that they had to set up another account book. At least the money from selling candy should not be included in it, because they sold candy in hiding from the adults at home.
Manbao calculated on paper while asking Keke for his opinion in his mind. Soon, one person per system worked out a more reasonable distribution principle.
First of all, they had to pay three cents out of the five cents for a flower basket, and the remaining two cents were shared among them.
This group of people included the three brothers who were helping them weave bamboo baskets outside, so after this calculation, the money everyone could share was much less.
But it doesn’t matter, they still have income from selling sugar.
Zhou Wulang and his friends were very generous and said that they could give more to their three brothers, so Manbao planned to give them half a penny in a small bamboo basket.
It sounds like a small amount, but when you add it up it's not a small amount.
After everyone formulated the new policy, Zhou Wulang and Zhou Liulang couldn't help but repeatedly remind the big heads and others to keep it a secret from their parents. If they were discovered, their money would definitely be confiscated. Think about the money that was confiscated from them last time.
Datou and the others nodded without hesitation. They were particularly generous and gave more money to Manbao for safekeeping. Their reason was very good. "Aunt, my parents will search our clothes and bedding, but your parents won't."
Even Zhou Wulang hesitated for a moment before handing his money to Manbao. "Manbao, Dad won't search your bed, but he will definitely search mine, the fourth, and the sixth. Please keep this money for me, and remember to keep a record of it."
Manbao agreed with a big gesture, but she didn't take the money directly. Instead, she asked them to put it in a bag and she would write their names on it so that there would be no confusion.
Anyway, her money was not in the treasure box under the bed, but with Koko, so her father couldn't find it even if he wanted to.
I remember hiding my own money when I was little. It was so hard. It’s not easy for children to earn money.
(End of this chapter)
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