Chapter 1243

"Yang Chu?" Gao Ziang's voice was trembling.

"What's the matter?"

"The moon cake you just said, 100000, one?" Gao Ziang feels like a building block. His whole body is composed of countless gap parts. Now these parts want to separate.

"I heard you right. It's one hundred thousand, one hundred thousand." Yang Song still smiles very gently, even with sweetness.

"No discount today?"

Even if it's 50% off, it'll cost 50000 yuan.

The price is very high, Yang Song.

"How can family reunion be discounted on the Mid Autumn Festival?" Yang Song added: "the durian variety used in this ice skin moon cake can be said to be the best in the world.

In order to get the best durian, I bought a mountain and planted 900 durian trees in it. Each tree has grown freely for eight years. The durian trees in eight years can produce the most mature durian country. Then, when the durian naturally matures and falls off, each tree can produce 780 durians.

However, trees can absorb limited nutrients. Before fruiting, each tree can only bear 30 fruits, and the yield is reduced by at least half, so that each durian can absorb enough nutrients. Do you think this is all right?

No, the durian used in this batch of ice moon cakes is the most delicious durian in each tree. In addition, I use the bird's nest, which is the blood swallow on the cliff of the Strait of Malacca... "

Explain it.

Yang Song asked, "do you still think one hundred thousand is expensive?"

The crowd shook their heads.

Not only don't they think it's expensive, they even think they have taken advantage of one hundred thousand moon cakes.

"Do you still buy it now?"

Silence, silence from poverty.

"Then be happy. The festival will be celebrated tomorrow. Everyone has free food."

For a time, we didn't know whether we should eat or not.

Although I really want to eat, I'm still a little embarrassed to let Yang Song invite 100000 moon cakes.

"Uncle, they don't want to eat, I eat!" Noble children like adult hypocrisy and humility.

Yang Song filled him with a plate of three flavors.

Noble couldn't wait to eat, but when he came to his mouth, he suddenly remembered: "I'll take it to my parents first."

Yang Song was very satisfied: "good boy, go!"

Gao Tiezhu's family happily ate a plate of moon cakes.

Nine moon cakes, everyone can eat three different flavors.

"Durian bean paste ice skin moon cake tastes like ice cream. Durian will burst milk. The taste of this mung bean paste is really great! Mung beans and durian are really great!"

"It definitely uses the imperial concubine's awn. Only the imperial concubine's awn has such a sweet and attractive taste. The pulp is delicate and smooth, and the crisp bird's nest. I can kill a steamer one by one!"

"Matcha red beans taste a little bitter, but red beans are more sweet, bitter first and then sweet. The taste of life and the aroma of tea are really long aftertaste!"

A family of three can't stop eating moon cakes.

After a while, the whole plate of moon cakes was eaten clean and there was no left.

"Why not? Isn't there a big market?" Brother tie Zhu looked back and forth with his plate. The moon cakes were really gone.

"We'll have three of us. We won't have it after eating." Noble is talking about his fingers, which is his welfare as a child.

They are wordy fingers, adults are shameful, and children are lovely.

"Nine moon cakes are 900000. Our family almost ate a million!" Sister tie Zhu never expected that one day her family could eat so much.

"Uncle, it's especially clear from the moon to the Mid Autumn Festival. People have a stronger feeling when they come to the Mid Autumn Festival. Nephew sincerely wishes you a happy mid autumn festival for thousands of generations. Can I have another one?" The last sentence is the key.

"Ice skin moon cakes, although very healthy, can't eat too much. Be careful of accumulating food and go out to play!" Yang Song rejected his cheap nephew.

The boy calculated on his uncle for stuttering.

"But they don't eat. If they don't give me any more, it's a waste."

The ice moon cake can't be put, and Yang Song's character won't let the moon cake stay overnight.

"Uncle, you are so handsome, natural and unrestrained, powerful, erudite and knowledgeable. Today, you are a fool with both wisdom and courage. You are talented and beautiful. You must see that I am not full at all. There is no accumulated food. Give me three more, four more. I like Durian bean paste ice skin best!"

The crowd couldn't help gasping. They wanted to beat the impolite bear child.

"After eating three, I still want to eat three more. I have eaten 300000. Unexpectedly, I still want to eat 300000 more. Today's children are really inferior from generation to generation."

Yang Song asked the crowd, "do you think we should give it to him?"

"Being used to a son is like killing a son. Yang Chu, this child is your nephew. You must not harm him. Don't give it to him."

"Children can't eat so many sweets. Beware of bad teeth."

"Have you finished your homework? Have you memorized the text? You know to eat and have fun?"

……

Ten million words into one sentence: "Yang Chu, Happy Mid Autumn Festival!"

Hundreds of people bowed to Yang Song and wished him a happy mid autumn festival.

The scene is spectacular!

Yang Song said, "I really like it."

"Everyone lined up, because the number is limited, one by one, but I make the moon cakes big, so we can cooperate and win-win."

Everyone knows the situation and is proficient in business.

"The three of us are good friends. We share them together."

"Although it's the first time, don't worry, my knife is pretty good. I have three sons at home, and I can divide an apple evenly into three parts."

"You boy, be careful. Hold your hand and never miss it!"

Each person can only get one moon cake, and three people can get all three flavors.

A moon cake is divided into three parts. Some combinations work well, while others don't.

Yang Song occasionally helps.

Three kinds of moon cakes with different fillings are evenly separated and combined to form a mixed moon cake.

"Hahaha, my mouth is full of durian smell. It's really fragrant and sweet. It's so happy!"

"I didn't like durian before, but I fell in love with durian today!"

"Matcha red bean paste is a classic!"

"Mango bird's nest ice moon cake is also delicious. The mango filling inside is more delicious than real Mango!"

At first, everyone told Yang song about the Happy Mid Autumn Festival. When receiving the moon cakes, everyone still bowed to him and said a lucky word.

"The most beautiful thing in the world is golden autumn, and the most beautiful thing in golden autumn is Yang Chu!"

"The rising sun welcomes the bright moon, and the bright moon accompanies Yang Chu."

"Yang Chu, you are the moon on the nine days. The world is perfect only with you!"

"If you lose your sadness and get rid of the pain and confusion, you will be able to meet the beautiful Yang Chu!"

"Yang Chu, you are light, you are electricity, you are an eternal myth!"

"Yang Chu, who wears rosy clouds and steps on colorful auspicious clouds, I love you so much!"

"Yang Chu, I really love you!"

"I want to love you for 10000 years!"

……

On the good mid autumn festival, a group of people ate moon cakes and confessed to Yang Song.

"Don't be so polite. Everyone wishes me a happy mid autumn festival. I'm already very happy!"

Yang song can't afford the magic of good blessing words.