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The first thousand three hundred and seventy-four chapters from the abolition of martial arts

This child was even her enemy. She even sacked her martial arts without even thinking too much.

"Take her back to the hotel, and bring her to me when she wakes up."

After Bai Chen said that, he turned around and left, took out the phone and dialed Lu Sanping's number.

"Things are done."

"Is it done? Did she really agree?" Lu Sanping on the other end of the phone made an incredible voice: "She really agreed? With my cousin's personality, she shouldn't have surrendered so easily, right?"

"I beat her up."

There was a blind voice on the other end of the phone, and Lu Sanping looked at the phone in shock and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Is she okay now?"

"There are nothing better except not dead."

"Ah..." Lu Sanping felt a little regretful at this time, and asked Bai Chen to help him with favor.

After hanging up the phone, Merck looked at Bai Chen, as if he wanted to say something, but he stopped talking.

"Stone, that girl is very strong, right?"

"Very strong." Bai Chen nodded.

"How much difference is between her and me?"

"The martial arts I teach you are not bad, but the difference is only your understanding of Chinese culture. After all, that girl has been impressed since childhood, so it is easier for her to understand the culture of her ancestors and what she has learned and practiced. I once told you that if you want to become stronger, you have to learn Chinese culture. For example, if I talk to you about realm now, you may not even know what realm is. I am just playing the piano for a cow."

Merck smiled bitterly. In fact, he has been learning Chinese recently, and he is only a beginner. As for Chinese culture, he has never even been exposed to it.

When the three of them returned home, it was already three o'clock in the morning. Rosie was driven to sleep by Merck, while Merck and Bai Chen were cleaning up the broken furniture pieces at home.

Early in the morning, Bai Chen made breakfast. After Merck dragged Rosie out of bed, he looked at Bai Chen in confusion: "Shitou, is this your Chinese meat bun? Is it so much?"

"I plan to take the buns to school to sell for money, one bun is a dollar." Bai Chen grinned.

I have to say that these homeworks still make Bai Chen happy, which is indeed very interesting.

Even if Bai Chen's mind is mature, he is still inevitably attracted by this kind of homework.

"Wow... it tastes so delicious..." Rosie took a bite of the meat bun, and the fragrant oil flowed out, and there was also a fragrance that made her index finger excited.

"This is a soup dumpling, which can be regarded as the best breakfast in China."

"What's this?" Rosie looked at the frozen soup in front of her.

"This is bean flower."

"How do you take so many things to school?" Merck looked at Bai Chen with a smile.

"I'll pay you ten dollars, you drive me there."

"Forget it for ten dollars, just let me eat it with great pleasure."

"I think it's still a good deal for ten dollars, and although these things taste good, they will get tired of eating too much at one time."

Rosie had already stuffed a meat bag into her mouth and poured a whole bowl of tofu with big mouthfuls.

“It’s delicious…so delicious…”

After eating and drinking, Rosie and Merck tied Bai Chen to the car with the whole pot of tofu and dozens of meat buns.

"Stone, wait for me..." Fleck had already rushed out of the house, saw the meat bag on the car, grabbed one and put it in his mouth.

"Thank you for patronizing, one dollar."

"Ah... I still need money... Wow, it's delicious... delicious."

Bai Chen picked up another bun and also scooped up a cup of tofu with a disposable paper cup: "Three dollars, bring it."

"Shitou, you're too much. What's our relationship? You actually asked me for money!" Fleck looked at Bai Chen in grief and anger.

"This is seven dollars." Bai Chen suddenly took out seven dollars and handed them to Fleck.

Fleck was stunned: "Uh... it's better if you don't charge me money, why do you have to give me money?"

Merck in the driver's seat smiled. He knew Bai Chen too well: "Fleck, if you collect this money, you will exploit this capitalist."

"Including the three dollars you owe me, that's what I pay you ten dollars and hire you for a morning."

"Seven dollars...well...seem good."

After the car arrived at the school, Bai Chen and Fleck began to sell it at the school gate.

There is no urban management in the United States, and the school encourages students to be independent, so it will never interfere with some special behaviors of students as long as it does not violate school rules.

"Chinese breakfast is specially supplied." Bai Chen hung up the signboard to attract business.

Fleck was a little fat. While helping Bai Chen sell, he didn't forget to eat with the buns.

"Stone, Flake, what are you doing?" Isera followed a few girls, looking at Bai Chen and Flake curiously.

"We are selling breakfast, will you give me one?" Bai Chen looked at Isera with a bright smile.

"Okay, as a classmate, I will support your business, after all, it's not easy for you." Isera took out three dollars and Bai Chen gave Isera two buns and a cup of tofu.

Isera was not really here to support her. She took Douhua and looked at her: "It's so disgusting."

As he said that, Isera threw the tofu into the trash can and threw the buns in.

"Yesera, this one made by the stone is delicious, you're wasting it too much." Fleck said dissatisfied.

"Stone, are you selling breakfast here?" Caroline walked over at this time. It seemed that she was in good spirits today and was not affected by what happened last night.

"Teacher Caroline, three dollars a breakfast, do you want it?"

"I didn't happen to have breakfast, let's have one." Caroline took the breakfast and drank a sip of tofu, and her eyes lit up: "Wow... it's so delicious... um... this is called buns? I've eaten it in Chinatown in San Francisco before, but it's not as delicious as you, it's so delicious... let's have another one."

"Teacher, only one copy is allowed per person." Bai Chen smiled and refused Caroline's request.

"Then are you still selling here tomorrow?"

"No... I'll make enough $100, so I won't sell it." Bai Chen said with a smile.

If Caroline hadn't assigned such a strange homework to him, he wouldn't have thought of making money by relying on this.

"I should really assign you a thousand dollars of homework, but your skills are really good and delicious."

"Stone, give me one too." A girl next to Isera couldn't help but buy one when she saw Caroline praise Bai Chen's breakfast so much.

"Ah... it's really delicious! It's really delicious... Stone, I've never had such a delicious breakfast... No, all the food I've eaten is not so delicious."

"Haha... I was scared. I had lunch and dinner made by Shi Tou. That was delicious. It was a hundred times more delicious than the things in the hotel, no... a thousand times more." Fleck showed off proudly.

Isera secretly asked the girl around her: "Is it that delicious?"

The girl nodded repeatedly: "It's delicious, Isera, it's a pity that you threw away just now, it's so delicious."

With the on-site word-of-mouth publicity, more and more students have begun to buy Bai Chen’s breakfast.

Even the teachers started to come and buy breakfast, and everyone praised it. They had never eaten such a delicious breakfast.

Isera was a little angry, but she wanted to try it out.

"Stone, give me another copy."

"Sorry, I said everyone can only buy one. Can they give it up? There are still people who need to buy it later."

"I don't care." Isera's eyes were a little red, she pouted her mouth and left resentful.

Bai Chen successfully sold out all thirty breakfasts before class, holding a stack of change in his hand, and still had such a small achievement in his heart.

Thirty breakfasts are ninety dollars. After deducting Merck's transportation fees, Fleck's labor fees, and various raw materials costs fifty dollars, it only makes twenty dollars. Adding to the fifty dollars earned from divination yesterday, it is only seventy dollars.

Of course, if you really do business, the profit will definitely be much higher than that of Bai Chen’s whim game.
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