“Well…”

Zhao Zitong shouted, and the donkey under her seat stopped swayingly.

Looking at the inn faintly in the distance, he was a little confused again.

He shuddered when he thought of the ways that could make people lose their skin a few days ago.

Especially that little brat, he didn't have any affection at all, and it was particularly terrifying to scold people, like a devil.

If possible, Zhao Zitong really doesn't want to go back and face this new friend who just received it and doesn't spend his wages.

However, the time I left the inn this time was ten days, far exceeding the previous records.

If I don’t go back, Uncle Dong will definitely be worried. I guess I will either go to the prefecture or the county town, so I will look for myself no matter how I go.

If he doesn't go back, where can he go? Zhao Zitong has nowhere to go now.

Among his classmates, there are only two people from a good family background. Zhao Zitong has been staying at other people's houses for quite some time these days.

If he stays still, he will not have the same face.

It’s not that people dislike him, but that they dislike themselves.

If you eat and drink freely, there is no such way to do it. You just settle down at someone else's house?

Just at this moment, a roar in the belly.

Stop it, since your stomach is protesting, then go back.

Besides, I was so scared that I didn’t dare to go back to my inn because of a young man. If this spread, it would be really bad.

But that kid is really cruel. The ruthlessness in his eyes made Zhao Zitong's heart tremble.

Not only did he be cruel to him, Zhao Zitong, but he was even more cruel to himself.

Those strange and tormenting moves, the difficulty and quantity he practiced were far better than those strange and tormenting moves, which made Zhao Zitong shocked.

This is also the reason why Zhao Zitong was so painful that she had no complaints.

People set an example and make too much force in everything, what can they complain about?

Zhao Zitong was thinking about her thoughts, and sat on the donkey's back with a complicated expression, slowly heading towards the inn.

Hey, what is this smell? It is fragrant and sweet.

Zhao Zitong, who was already hungry, smelled it, and the hunger in her abdomen became even more intense. The saliva gushed out under her tongue. She couldn't help but gulp and swallowed a big saliva.

"Wang Da, what are you holding in your hand?"

A middle-aged man hurriedly came to him, with a paper bag wrapped in reed paper in his hand, revealing half of the brown and yellow thing.

Heat could be seen vaguely coming out of it, and the man looked down from time to time and was very enjoying.

Well, that's the taste.

Zhao Zitong quickly realized that the seductive fragrance just now came from the things from this man's hand.

"I said Wang Da, I can't lose my soul, I'll ask you."

Zhao Zitong became more hungry and furious, and asked with a bad look.

"Ah? Oh, it turns out it's Mr. Zhao. I haven't noticed it just now. Sorry, sorry, what did you say?"

Wang Da heard someone calling him now. When he saw that it was Zhao Zitong, he hurriedly greeted him with a humble expression.

There is no way. Although his surname is Wang, he is not the next door to the later generations who made all men scared. He is just a villager who is so ordinary that he cannot be more ordinary. For a scholar like Zhao Zitong, he needs to look up to him.

Zhao Zitong was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so she jumped off the donkey's back, walked to Wang Da's side, and looked out:

"What food I took is so delicious! I said Wang Da, your family is big and thick, and she must not be able to make it. Tell me, where did it?"

Although Zhao Zitong's attitude was not very friendly, he was not a clever person to take advantage of the situation. No matter how attractive this thing was, he asked clearly and bought it himself.

"Zhao Xianggong is so fierce. My wife is really not good at cooking. This is the side...

Hey, it’s not right, Mr. Zhao, I bought this bread from your inn. It is said that this is the only one in the Ming Dynasty, and there is no other semicolon. Could it be that you don’t know yet?"

"Ah... Oh, I went out to visit the same year. I have been there for a few days. I really don't know."

Zhao Zitong stammered.

There is no way, he has never heard of the name bread. He just kept asking what it was, and now he can't even lie.

"That's it. Speaking of which, the bread has not been sold for a few days, and you can't tell me."

After saying that, he looked at Zhao Zitong up and down a few times:

"Grandpa Zhao, you have found the treasure this time. I wonder where Uncle Dong invited the three friends. This is a unique skill, tsk, it's really amazing."

Wang Da also knew that Zhao Zitong was not very responsible, so he thought that Zhou Qinchuan and the others were invited by Uncle Dong.

"In the past few days, as soon as the bread is released, it will definitely be stolen in less than half an hour.

I wouldn't be able to buy it if I was late today.

Okay, I won’t tell you anymore, Mr. Zhao, I’m going to rush home and let my child taste it.

Your friend said that although this bread can be kept as dry food, it is the most delicious to eat when it is hot.

Goodbye!"

That boy...has he done?!

After Wang Da walked away happily, Zhao Zitong came back to his senses.

When the ugly girl asked him for the conditions, Zhao Zitong believed that these three people must have some unique skills, so they dared to propose the conditions for not having their wages and paying for the payment based on their share.

This is naturally a good thing for the inn.

If they do it well, the inn income will increase. If they do it poorly, there will be no big losses.

Therefore, Zhao Zitong responded almost without hesitation.

At that time, we agreed with the girl that the two sides would generally divide the shares according to the seven-three, and the inn took up the majority.

As for the specific details, such as the early investment, who will bear the capital of their ideas after the inn is officially implemented, Zhao Zitong has never had much patience to care about these details.

Uncle Dong negotiated with them and could make appropriate adjustments on this basis.

Afterwards, Zhao Zitong followed Zhou Qinchuan to slap his body, but he saw no movement. He thought these three were just silver-like wax gun tips and had little real skills.

Unexpectedly, after just five days of leaving, people made a lot of noise.

It seems that it was me who practiced with that brat, which delayed them. In this way, it would be a good thing for me to leave this trip.

If I had known that this would have happened, I would have run away long ago, so I would have had to suffer with it, Zhao Zitong sighed.

This is called bread food. Zhao Zitong has never seen or heard of it before.

Next to this canal from south to north, he is not a tragic bun. It may be a bit exaggerated to say that the Ming Dynasty is the only one, but it is a unique business in the entire Qilu land, so it should be the same.

Hehe, my inn is saved this time.

Even though Zhao Zitong is not very proficient in business, he also knows that if he wants to bring his inn back to life, he can win by surprise.

And this bread was not only amazing, but also brilliant. I didn’t hear Wang Da say just now that he could be swept away in half an hour. It seems that the inn that my father passed on to him was saved.

Haha, let's go back now.

The improvement in inn business made Zhao Zitong very excited. He forgot the fear that Zhou Qinchuan brought to him for a while. He climbed onto the donkey's back and couldn't wait to go back quickly.

After walking apart, I remembered this incident.

However, Zhao Zitong was not shaken this time, and only hesitated for a moment and then continued to move forward.
Chapter completed!