Li Wan'er looked at KFC and dozens of children rushed in. But she was very obedient and looked at it and was about to get into the back seat of the Bicycle.

"Xian'er, why are there KFCs in this time and space?"

"Host, this is a highly similar time and space. If you can have Taobao, Dangdang, Microsoft, Amazon, KFC, and McDonald's, what's so strange about it?"

"All right."

Wang Er said, "Wan'er, do you want to eat KFC chicken?"

“It’s very expensive.”

"Just think about it, I will take you to have a meal."

"Not good."

"It's not good to eat it often. It's a rogue litter, far less nutritious than noodles. It's okay to eat it once a while... Let's not talk about it, we're going to go."

Wang Er pushed his bicycle and came across the street. He came to the store and ordered two cokes, chicken wings, hamburgers and fries.

"Wan'er, how does it taste?"

"tasty."

Wang Er nodded. The nutrition is indeed not sudden, but the taste cannot be denied, otherwise he would not have opened the store all over the world.

"It's so expensive." Li Guan'er said heartbroken.

I don’t know the others, but she knows the price of “Uncle Wang” noodles, a bowl of two taels of beef noodles, two yuan and fifty cents, and she can eat it with fullness. However, the two of them came over and ate it casually, which cost dozens of yuan.

"It's not expensive. When I go home, I'll take you online to see a few expensive things."

When the two went home, Wang Er opened Qiandu and searched for the ingredients of expensive items in the world, and asked Wan'er to come and see it.

"Brother Xiaoer, is fish roe sauce made of fish roe?"

“It’s made of sturgeon roe.”

"Is it delicious?"

"Many Westerners like to eat, but most Chinese people will vomit after eating it."

Li Wan'er didn't understand it a little, and Wang Er searched for dark food again, and Li Wan'er looked at it with relish.

"Hey, Songhua eggs are also dark dishes?"

"This is the difference between culture and tastes in various places. We think it is dark food, but people think it is delicious, we think it is delicious, but people think it is dark food."

"Brother Xiao, how did you know?"

“It’s available online.”

Wang Er opened the web page again and searched, and Li Guan'er looked at the computer curiously.

"Wan'er, it's a good thing, so when Uncle Wang Wenming moved, he gave it to me, but it's a bad thing."

"I know, I can't play games."

"right."

Games are indeed an industry, but only an industry, so don’t say it’s high-end. Especially for children, it’s best not to touch them, because children have poor self-control. If parents ignore them, if ten children touch them, seven will decline in their grades. Not only children, but adults will indulge in them, it will affect their work status.

Wang Er doesn't touch the game himself. Even Xiaomei and Li Guaner read extracurricular books, Wang Er stopped asking him to read after finishing his homework. If he becomes addicted to extracurricular books, it will also affect his studies.

"Brother Xiaoer, who can afford it?"

"Yes," Wang Er clicked on the rich list again.

"Wow, they are so rich, how can they make it."

"Some people make money indisgrace, while others make money through their own sweat and wisdom," Wang Er clicked on the page again. Cao Shuang's previous Chinese history was almost the same as another time and space.

Wang Er opened the Analects of Confucius and pointed to a paragraph: We are rich and can be sought. Even if we hold a whip, I will do it. If we cannot ask for it, we will follow what I like.

"Brother Xiao, what does it mean?"

"If money earns morality, even if it is a low-level job for people, I am willing to do it. If it is not morality, then I will do it according to my hobbies."

"Why is a whip a bad job?"

"He was a scholar-official in Lu State and a superior person. In ancient times, the class was clear. Holding a whip generally referred to the coachman who drove a horse, ox and cart. It was a work done by a lower-class person, and the superior person would not do it. In a simple sentence, it was called a gentleman who loved money and obtained it in a good way. Not only did it take it in a good way, but it also used it in a good way. Just like me, it was made in a good way by writing novels. It was not stolen, robbed, cheated, or evaded taxes. This was a good way to obtain it. But when I earned this money, I did not spend it indiscriminately, subsidized my family, and used it to buy a lot of clothes and gave it to the children in the welfare home. This was called using it in a good way."

“Is it wrong for those rich people to eat sky-high food?”

"You can't say that, no one is perfect, and the requirements are too high. Few people can do it. Just like you, you ask you not to play, not to read extracurricular books, and only to concentrate on studying. Can you do it?"

Li Wan'er shook her head.

"The same is true for adults. Only by allowing yourself and the family to live a good life can you have the motivation to make money. But when you become rich, you can take out some money to help some poor people with appropriate enjoyment. Look..."

Wang Er searched for the kindness of these rich people again.

"Hey, they did a lot of good things, too."

"Okay, go do your homework."

Li Wan'er stuck out her tongue and made a small face before she went to do her homework.

Wang Er pretended not to see it.

The next day is Saturday. According to the regulations of China, the school has to have a holiday on Saturday afternoon. In another time and space, it seems that the school will not have a full-day holiday on Saturdays. Anyway, Wang Er can't remember it. But the regulations are regulations, and enforcement is enforcement.

When Wang Er was studying at Boyuan Primary School, he still had two classes on Saturday afternoon. He changed to the fourth primary school and all of them were on holiday in the afternoon. Wang Er looked at the homework assigned by the teacher for Li Guaner, which was much less than his third grade. Of course, the students were happy like this, but the grades of students in the two schools were much different.

"Wan'er, if you want to have good academic performance, you have to buy some review materials to do."

Li Wan'er stared at Wang Er with her big eyes, looking, looking...

At this time, silence is better than sound, no, this is called silent protest!

Wang Er scratched his head and said, "In this way, let's make an agreement. If you take all the children in the welfare home in the top five in this final exam, I will take all the children in the welfare home to have a meal of KFC chicken. If it is the top five in the whole grade, or the first in the whole class, I will take all the children in the welfare home to play for a day, plus a meal of KFC chicken."

"That would cost a lot of money."

"Brother is rich." Wang Er patted his chest and said.

Li Wan'er burst into laughter.

She thought for a while and said, "It's so hard."

"What's so difficult? If I'm transferred to the fourth primary school, I can get the first place in the class every year."

"Brother, you are different."

"Apart from writing novels and learning, I am not the same as you. Moreover, the top five classes in the fourth primary school may be equivalent to the top twenty classes in Boyuan Primary School, and the first one can only be equivalent to the top five. Why can't I do it? Let's not talk about anything else, look at how many words I type every day? Is it good to feel? Fingers hurt, wrists, shoulders hurt, and suffering from hardships, you will be the best."

"Okay, pull up."

"Hook." Wang Er smiled satisfied.

The brother and sister were making an agreement, and Miao Xiaohua said outside: "Waiter, can you take care of Wan'er at home?"

"Mom, why do you say this?"

"If that's OK, your dad and I want to go back to our hometown in Jiangbei."

The noodle shop cannot be opened for the time being. The couple are working, so they cannot rest at home all day. That would be so boring. Besides, Wang Er's grandparents and grandparents are both in their hometowns and are both older. If they don't visit them once or twice a year, they are not relieved.

"Go, go."

The couple packed their luggage and repeatedly told them. Wang Er was a little impatient: "Dad, mom, go quickly. Go to Yuancheng in the afternoon, and there is only one bus."

There were only two people left at home, and Li Guan'er looked at Wang Er.

"Don't look at me, go buy review materials."

Li Wan'er was a little reluctant, and Wang Er said again: "Forget why I was tied to you just now? Think about your children in the yard. They want to buy review materials, but the dean's grandfather has no money to buy them."

"My little brother, let's not talk about it anymore, buy it."

Wang Er rode her bicycle and took her to the bookstore. He first withdrew the money. His mother only took away the integer of 20,000 yuan, and the remaining 2,000 yuan was not moved. Wang Er took out 200 yuan from it and handed it to Li Guan'er.
Chapter completed!