"Ha...huh!"

He slowly lifted his pants, Lan Caishi pressed the toilet, and then curled his lips, "It's just the same."

After saying that, he folded the mimeographed paper, put it in his arms, went out to look around, and there was no one around, so he went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

"I have never seen such content before, it's interesting. The boss must be not interested, but the gentleman must like it very much..."

After muttering for a while, Lan Caishi thought that if he had discussed it with Lu Guimeng, he could start a new business.

The old man who is over 80 years old is not very involved in the matter, and he mainly comes to the market to keep the scene.

The purpose of Jinju Bookstore this time is to take advantage of the compulsory education in several big cities in the South China Sea and then take on government orders.

The newly appointed Minister of Education is also making every effort to promote this matter. In addition to the Minister of Labor and other cabinet giants.

Although he doesn't know much about the game at the top, Lan Caishi has also heard of Lu Guimeng, and the Ministry of War is actually promoting it.

Because compulsory education is linked to conscription, areas that do not conduct compulsory education are not qualified to enter the imperial, Tang and Tian Dynasty military sequence.

Someone wants to fight.

This is the consensus of several shareholders of Jinju Bookstore. The big boss Huang Chao planned to set up business in Nanhai more than 20 years ago, with the entire Canglong Road north and south. Relying on the Nestorian Church School, the work-study school, the famous private schools, and the Jinju Bookstore's business points totaling nearly 100.

Huang Hao, the successor of the boss, is also the eldest son of the boss Huang Chao. He is currently in the South China Sea, but not in Canglong Road, but in the sugar crop plantation area of ​​"Shicao Ridge".

"Shicao Ridge" is across the sea from the former Southern Tianzhu. The waterway is relatively flat and is an important sugar base for the empire. The number of manor owners cultivated by the plantation economy is quite large, with an educated population and level, and is even above the Killinglonggang.

"When the time comes, I'll mention it to you. Printing some meat articles to earn extra money, it's not a matter of my hard work..."

I thought so, but Lan Caishi has now discovered another problem. He doesn't know who the author of this piece of meat article is. It's just one page, it's really average.

Well, very average.

While Lan Caishi was thinking about contacting the author first, several gardeners were smiling with a vulgar face at the logistics office of the Administrative Office, one of them was thinking about something, while the other were listening with their heads down and their ears down.

"Ah, Ah, Lao Qin, it's not possible, there... Wang Qingxue cried out with a soft cry, and she lost her voice and fell limp..."

The gardener was very particular about his accent and learned well, and heard several other colleagues secretly say good things.

"Then what?"

"What about below?"

"Why don't you read it?"

"What don't read? There is nothing below."

He shook the mimeograph paper in his hand, "That's all."

"What?! That's it?"

"Are you wrong? Lao Niu, I have heard this stack of paper for only a few minutes?"

"Yes, Lao Niu, are you lying to us? You can only read here, so don't bully us illiterate. Do you want to add an extra pot of wine? It's easy to say, absolutely easy to say, a pot of 'Jiaozhou wine' at night!"

"Fuck, there's really nothing down there, that's all!"

The old giant glared at them, "If I didn't, I would be a turtle bastard!"

"Come on, the person who wrote this article is sick. If you want to finish writing, why don't you finish writing? Cute!"

"Forget it, A Fei, where did you get it?"

"There is a bad boy in the first engineering school in the house where my mother works. He took him home from the first engineering school. You know, my mother is illiterate and thought it was a homework question, so she took him home. As a result, she was seen by someone with a wreath next door, and then she realized it was a good thing..."

"A Fei, let your mother bring more next time."

"Why don't you let your mother take care of her?"

"My mother has no way to work in a wealthy family!"

"Okay, okay, according to A Fei's meaning, it should be from Yigong Academy. I'll go to the 'Quanzhong Society' to inquire."

Several gardeners were a little excited. They just slightly tried to show respect, but there was nothing left behind?

It's really hard to get up and down.

But they are also quite looking forward to it. At first glance, this new article is something I have never heard of before. It is much simpler and more crude than "Li Zhenren Three Dramas".

Every time I go to the corner of the teahouse to listen to people’s stories, I still have to recite poems and essays, which is simply sick.

If there is a beautiful woman, why don’t she hurry up and go to recite poems and essays?

It’s still interesting to see “The Condoor Qin Dalang”, and the sense of substitution is too strong. Just a condoor, he can actually have such a good time.

The concierge is not much better than the gardeners like them.

If the concierge has a chance, wouldn’t they have a chance?

For a moment, I was intrigued.

Although I have been to the Administrative Office for several years and have never seen any female relatives appear, this does not prevent my brain from being happy, and it is also good to have fun.

"Old Niu, we are responsible for finding new articles. You will continue to work hard afterwards."

"Fuck, can you change someone? I always feel weird when I read those slut words..."

"I'm so cool, you're the only one who you can read here. Who are you looking for if you don't?"

"Damn it, just find someone who can read? The old fan on Bingshi Street is literate!"

"Hey?! Lao Niu, you're right!"

Several gardeners' eyes lit up and immediately became energetic, "It would be great to call her to stop singing and tell her about it."

"Old fan head costs at most one dollar per clock. Everyone can share a little, but it doesn't cost much."

"I'll make an appointment."

"The new article has not been found yet."

"I'll make an appointment first. I'll change shifts in the middle, together?"

"Fuck, I'm going to work part-time on the day you change shifts."

The old bull touched his head and was a little confused, "Fuck, I won't go anymore. Anyway, I'm going to kill fish, so it doesn't cost much."

"Thank you for your hard work this time. Next time, the old cow doesn't have to pay, we treat you!"

"Yes, thank you for your hard work."

"Only the exhausted cows, no..."

"Fuck, say it again!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

There was a burst of laughter, and the sound of ringing the bell rang out. The gardeners immediately calmed down and quickly went to busy.

Lan Caishi, who was breathing in the balcony on the second floor of the side hall, suddenly grinned: "Yigong School? It just so happened that the teacher was going to go over and write inscriptions, so I'll ask for it."

Take out the mimeographed paper from your arms, Lan Caishi looked solemn: "It's really average."

The sea breeze from Canglong Road blew gently, which was very comfortable. I just went to the toilet and flushed the toilet. After flushing, I looked a little boring.

I can't help myself.
Chapter completed!