Manbao clicked, first inputting the blank paper, and a lot of various products came out, including large sheets of white paper that looked similar to what they had here, some were bound into volumes, very nice books, and some were useful.

It was put in a very strange box. It said it was printing paper. What surprised Manbao the most was a colorful head. It said it was 8D printing paper. It can print anything. It is also the most expensive paper among the recommended ones.

.

Man Bao looked at it carefully and wanted to buy it back, but when she was about to order it, Ke Ke couldn't help but flash the potion in her shopping cart to show her.

Man Bao's little hand retracted.

Although Keke wants to spend more on Baobao, he doesn't want to spend it randomly. He said: "If you have printing paper, you can't print anything without a printer."

Man Bao retracted his little finger regretfully, but asked curiously: "Is it really like what it said, that cars and clothes can be made of paper?"

"It's printing paper," the system told her. "In the future, it will be possible. Even materials can be printed on printing paper. In fact, the performance is the same, but it's strange. In recent years, humans don't like this method. They prefer it."

Respect things made by labor 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. Keke said these things not to encourage Manbao, but simply because she wanted to hear it, so he said it.

Man Bao listened with great interest, and then concluded, "People in the future will really not enjoy happiness. Why do humans have to do things that can be done by robots?"

Keke deeply agreed, but the relationship was very complicated. It felt that Manbao's little head was not capable of thinking about such profound issues, so he did not continue the discussion with her and saw that her eyes kept looking back and forth at those beautiful books.

, Keke reminded: "Host, there are some differences in these words, and at first glance, these notebooks are not those made in current bookstores. I suggest that the host buy sheets of white paper and cut it yourself."

That being said, Manbao still couldn't help it. He first bought a piece of white paper and put it in the system. Then he went to look at those very beautiful little notebooks, and then found a page that offered buy one, get one free.

Expensive, only two points.

Without waiting for Keke to say anything, she quickly bought a small book with a pink rabbit on the cover, and ordered a book with many flowers on the cover as a gift.

The system watched silently. When these things were delivered, Manbao first took out two small notebooks and hid them under the quilt and touched them before putting them into the system with satisfaction.

She said in a serious and systematic manner: "Koko, this way we don't have to cut it. If I don't take it out, I will keep it in my own account."

Keke said "Yeah" and agreed with her behavior.

Seeing that his good friend had no objection, Man Bao became happy and then looked at the pile of white paper he bought.

The white paper in the mall is cheaper than candy. For two points, you can get one thousand pieces and an additional two hundred pieces of another kind of white paper will be given as a gift.

Manbao took it out and looked at it, and found that it was thicker and larger than the ones given to her by her husband and Shanbao.

She scratched her head and felt that 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 put it in her treasure box. She decided to ask her second brother to make a bamboo basket for her endorsement, just like her classmates in school, and then put all her things in it.

inside.

After Manbao thought about it, he ran out to find her mother. First, he gave her the 132 wen he counted out, saying that this was 60% of the money earned by the fifth brother today that would be handed over to the public servant.

Qian then frowned and said, "Who settled this account?"

Man Bao raised his head proudly, "I figured it out."

Qian: "How do you calculate it? How much money did they earn in total?"

Manbao scratched his head, wondering where he had made a mistake in his calculations. Just as he was about to settle the accounts for his mother with his fingers, Zhou Erlang laughed at the side and said: "Yao Mei, you sometimes make mistakes in your calculations. They brought three people with them this morning."

If ten bamboo baskets are sent to the county town, even if they are all sold out, there will only be 150 renminbi. How can 60% of 150 renminbi be 132 renminbi?"

Mrs. Qian secretly glared at the silly second son and blamed him for talking too much.

Zhou Erlang didn't know what he had done to offend his mother, so he glanced at his elder brother in confusion.

Zhou Dalang was simpler than him, and he didn't understand even more.

Man Bao came to his senses with a start, took the money back from his mother's hand, and said with a sullen face: "Mom, I made a mistake in my calculation. I'll do it again."

She hugged the money, turned around, disturbed Zhou Lang and ran to their room.

Not to mention the Friday guys, even the Thursday guys had a chill running down their spines, lying at the door or window and not daring to go out.

Qian looked at the little girl's disappearing figure and withdrew her gaze.

She glanced at her three eldest sons who looked confused, then looked at the chattering and indistinct discussion in the east wing, and suddenly shook her head and smiled.

Forget it, a bunch of fools, why bother trying to be serious?

Zhou Dalang, Zhou Dalang and Zhou Dalang didn't know that they were classified as fools by their mother. They were working hard to weave small bamboo baskets. Ever since Wu Lang and the others made a lot of money from their flower baskets, they had nothing to do when they came back every evening.

If you want to do it, help to weave bamboo baskets.

Manbao took the money back to the room, took a pen and wrote on the paper. Everyone didn't understand it, but they all knew that another account book had to be set up, at least the money from selling candy could not be included in it, because

They sell candy to the adults at home.

While Manbao was doing calculations on paper, he was asking Keke's opinion in his mind. Soon, one person in the system worked out a more reasonable distribution principle.

First of all, if a flower basket cost five cents, they had to hand over three cents to the public, and the remaining two cents were divided among them all.

This group of people included three brothers who were helping them weave bamboo baskets outside. So after calculation, the money that everyone could share was much less.

But it doesn't matter, they still have income from selling sugar.

Wu Lang and the others were very generous and said that they could give their three brothers a little more, so Man Bao planned to give them half a penny in a small bamboo basket.

It sounds like a small amount, but when you calculate the total, it's not that small.

After everyone formulated a new policy, Wu Lang and Zhou Lang inevitably told the big guys again and again, asking them to keep secret from their parents. If they were discovered, their money would definitely be confiscated. Think about the last time they were arrested.

Confiscated money.

Most of the people nodded without thinking, and they generously gave more money to Manbao for safekeeping. The reasons were also very good, "Sister-in-law, my parents will search our clothes and beds, but your father

Mom doesn’t know how.”

Even Wu Lang hesitated before handing his money to Man Bao, "Man Bao, dad won't search your bed, but he will definitely search me, the fourth and sixth children. You can also help me keep this money."

, remember to keep accounts."

Man Bao waved in agreement, but she didn't accept the money directly. Instead, she asked them to put it in a bag, and she would write her name on it when the time came, so that there would be no confusion.
Chapter completed!