Manbao clicked and entered white paper first, and a large number of various products came out. There were large sheets of white paper that looked similar to the ones they had here, and there were also nice-looking notebooks bound in books, and there were also some that were packed in a very strange box with it clearly stated that it was printing paper. What surprised Manbao the most was a colorful avatar, which said it was 8D printing paper, which could print anything, and it was also the most expensive of the recommended papers.
Manbao looked at it carefully and wanted to buy it to have a look, but when she was about to click, Keke couldn't help but take out the medicine in her shopping cart and show it to her.
Manbao's little hand retracted.
Although Keke wanted Manbao to spend more, he didn't want to spend recklessly. He said, "There is printing paper. You can't print anything without a printer."
Manbao then retracted his little finger with regret, but asked curiously: "Is it really like it said, that cars and clothes can be made of paper?"
"It's printing paper," the system explained to her, "In the future, it will be possible. Even materials can be printed out through printing paper. In fact, the performance is the same. But strangely, in recent years, humans don't like this method. They prefer things made by humans 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, and Koko said these things not to inspire Manbao, but simply because she wanted to hear them, so she told them.
Manbao listened with great interest, and then concluded, "People in the future really don't know how to enjoy life. Why do people have to do things that can be done by robots?"
Koko agreed, but the relationship was very complicated. He felt that Manbao's little head was not capable of thinking about such profound questions, so he did not continue the discussion with her. Seeing that her eyes kept glancing back and forth at those beautiful books, Koko reminded her: "Host, there are some differences in these words, and these books are obviously not made in current bookstores. I suggest that the host buy sheets of white paper and cut them yourself."
That being said, Manbao still couldn't help himself. He first bought a piece of white paper and put it in the system, and then went to look at those incredibly beautiful little notebooks. Then he found that one page was buy one get one free, and it wasn't expensive, just two points.
Without waiting for Koko to say anything, she quickly bought a small notebook with a pink bunny on the cover, and ordered another notebook with a cover of lots of flowers as a gift.
The system watched silently. When these things were delivered, Manbao took out two small notebooks, touched them under the quilt, and then put them into the system with satisfaction.
She said to the system in a serious tone: "Koko, this way we don't have to cut it. I won't take it out, and I'll just keep my own small account."
Koko said "hmm" and agreed with her behavior.
Seeing that his good friend had no objection, Manbao became happy and went to look at the stack of white paper he had bought.
The white paper in the mall is cheaper than candy. Two points are worth a thousand pieces of paper, and two hundred pieces of another kind of white paper are given as a bonus.
Manbao took it out and looked at it, and found that it was thicker and larger than the ones her husband and Shanbao gave her.
She scratched her head, thinking 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 then put it in her treasure box. She decided to ask her second brother to weave a bamboo basket for her to use in studying, just like her classmates in school. She would then put all her things in it.
After thinking about it, Manbao ran out to find her mother. She first gave her the 132 coins she had counted out, indicating that this was 60% of the money her fifth brother earned today and that she had to hand over to the public treasury.
Qian frowned and asked, "Who settled this account?"
Manbao raised his head proudly, "I calculated it."
Qian: "How did you calculate it? How much money did they earn in total?"
Manbao scratched her head, not understanding where she had made a mistake. Just as she was about to count on her fingers to tell her mother the difference, Zhou Erlang laughed and said, "Little sister, you can also make mistakes. They took 30 bamboo baskets to the county town this morning. Even if they were all sold, they would only make 150 coins. How can 60% of 150 coins be 132 coins?"
Qian secretly glared at her silly second son and blamed him for talking too much.
Zhou Erlang didn't know how he had offended his mother and looked at his elder brother in confusion.
Zhou Dalang was even more naive than him and didn't understand even more.
Manbao came back to his senses with a start, took the money back from his mother, and said with a stern face: "Mom, I calculated it wrong, I will calculate it again."
She took the money and ran to Zhou Silang and their room.
Not to mention Zhou Silang and the others, even Zhou Silang felt a chill down his spine and lay at the door and window, not daring to go out.
Qian looked at the little girl's disappearing back and looked away.
She glanced at her three older sons who were looking confused, then looked at the chattering and unclear discussions in the east wing, and suddenly shook her head and smiled.
Forget it, they are just a bunch of fools, why bother taking it so seriously.
Zhou Dalang, Zhou Erlang and Zhou Sanlang had no idea that they were classified as fools by their mother. They were working hard to weave small bamboo baskets with their heads down. Ever since Zhou Wulang and his friends made a lot of money from flower baskets, they had nothing to do after coming home every evening but help weave bamboo baskets.
Manbao took the money back to his room, and started writing and drawing on paper with a pen. No one understood what he said, but they all knew that they had to set up another account book. At least the money from selling candy should not be included in it, because they sold the candy in secret from the adults at home.
While Manbao was calculating on paper, he was seeking Keke's opinion in his mind. Soon, each person in the system worked out a more reasonable distribution principle.
First of all, they had to pay three cents out of the five cents for a flower basket, and the remaining two cents were shared among them.
This group included the three brothers who were helping them weave bamboo baskets outside, so after this calculation, the money everyone could share was a lot less.
But it doesn’t matter, they still have income from selling sugar.
Zhou Wulang and his friends were very generous and said they could give more to their three brothers, so Manbao planned to give them half a penny in a small bamboo basket.
It sounds like a small amount, but when you add it up it's not a small amount.
After everyone formulated the new policy, Zhou Wulang and Zhou Liulang couldn't help but remind the big heads again and again to keep it a secret from their parents. If they were discovered, their money would definitely be confiscated. Think about the money that was confiscated from them last time.
Datou and his men nodded without thinking, and they generously gave Manbao more money to keep, with a very good reason, "Aunt, my parents will search our clothes and beds, but your parents won't ."
Even Zhou Wulang hesitated for a moment before handing his money to Manbao, "Manbao, Dad won't search your bed, but he will definitely search mine, the fourth and sixth. Please keep this money for me, and remember to keep a record."
Manbao waved her hand and agreed, but she didn't take the money directly. Instead, she asked them to put it in a bag and she would write their names on it so that there would be no confusion.
Anyway, her money was not in the treasure box under the bed, but with Koko. Dad couldn't find it even if he wanted to.