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    The things that Mr. Meng You and Meng Xiaolang use must be good things, and they are not bad at home, so they all bought them for their own use.  The weather is getting colder and colder. This is the time to use this, coupled with the deliberate publicity of Jin and Meng, a small wave of thermos bottles has blown up in Tokyo.

    People with a little background know that there is a thermos that can keep boiling water from getting cold.  So much so that the people who used to make tea to entertain guests turned into making tea with boiling water poured out of a thermos in front of the guests. Such a thermos has instead become a symbol of wealth, which feels a bit like a few big pieces in the 1970s and 1980s.  .

    Newly engaged men and women in Tokyo will add this thing to the bride price or dowry.

    This morning at a private school in Tokyo, the students were wearing long gowns and thin clothes. The thin clothes were blown through by the wind. When they entered the room, they were shivering from the cold, and some of them wore thinner clothes for the sake of looking good.  The teenager's teeth were chattering.

    "Chen Ming, you don't wear too much. When is this? You are wearing this. You said that there are no young women in our student supervisor. Who will you show you if you dress so flirtatiously?" Zhao Zhi took out the paper on the table.  He took out a piece of soft and white facial tissue, and rubbed his nose hard, only then did he feel that the entire nasal cavity was clear, as if he had finally recovered, and took a big mouthful of air.

    Zhao Zhi threw the used tissue into the trash can and sighed: "Fortunately, I have this handkerchief, otherwise I would have a cold like this, rub my nose with the handkerchief, and the handkerchief would not be so dirty.  It smells good." Zhao Zhi shook his head, and said in a nasal voice, "This handkerchief is really a good thing, and that toilet paper is so soft and comfortable to wipe on the buttocks."

    Chen Ming looked at him amusedly, "I remember that you also had a paper shop at home. You didn't hate it at the time, and swore you would boycott his house for the rest of your life. Why did you forget it in just a few months?" It was too cold, Chen Ming  Ming shivered from the cold.

    "That's because I didn't know the benefits of this thing before. Now I know, but I don't care about it. Didn't the sir say that everything is always developing, and the backward ones will eventually be eliminated. Is it possible that adults can put the good ones aside and don't blame them?"  You need to use the backward ones." Zhao Zhi suddenly changed the subject, "No way, tell the master, let someone make you a bowl of ginger soup, you are shivering all the time, don't be cold."

    "That's right, Chen Ming, tell your husband, and he will ask someone to make ginger soup for you to get rid of the cold, so don't really get sick." Another classmate also advised.

    Just as he was persuading Zhang Zhi, a servant suddenly ran in from the door, "Lang Jun, Lang Jun, my family asked me to bring you hot water."

    Zhang Zhi looked up and saw that it was his servant. When the servant ran up to him, he saw clearly the vacuum flask he was carrying in his hand.  The coldness on his body made him slap his thigh hard, "How could I forget it."

    The sharp-eyed wealthy classmate recognized the bottle in the boy's hand at a glance, and shouted: "It's a thermos!"

    "The vacuum flask, yesterday I saw that my father bought a lot of them, and they were all distributed to various courtyards. I just got one."

    There were also poor students who didn't know what a vacuum flask was, so they came up and clamored to see it.

    Zhang Zhi complacently forgot about the cold, and poured out a bowl of steaming hot water from the thermos.

    "This bottle can really keep warm, it's not a liar."

    Zhang Zhi smiled and said: "Of course I'm not a liar. You see, the water is still boiling hot from my home to the private school. It happened that I brought sugar, and we each made a bowl of sugar water to drink.  Just boil it in a pot."

    A bowl of hot sugar water was poured into his belly, driving away all the chills, the blood in Zhang Zhi's whole body circulated again, and his whole body seemed to be alive again.

    This bowl of hot sugar water saved Zhang Zhi from catching the cold, and the classmates also knew about this good thing. After class, three or two made an appointment to buy a thermos.  Thermos.

    The teenage boy flew home and told his father about this magical bottle. Everyone in the private school had it. When the father heard about it, he led the child to the shop to buy it, but when he asked the price, it cost three, two, two hundred renminbi.  , eyes are rounded.

    "I, I didn't know this thing was so expensive. Father, I don't want it anymore." The child looked disappointed and listless.

    His father was a street seller of instant noodles, and his family house was sold, so how could he have so much money to buy such an expensive bottle for him.

    The face of the second year of high school flushed, and after choosing for a long time, it was not sold, and the face of the second year of high school was hot.

    "Father, I don't want this thing if I'm hungry or full. If we have the money, we can buy a house."

    The second year of high school looked at the eldest son guiltily, and rubbed the top of his head.  Tang Shou and Xiong Zhuangshan happened to come in from the outside at this time. They only had one business in Tokyo for the time being, and they would give advice in the shop when they were not wandering around.

    "Brother Xiong, Mr. Xiong." The second year of high school saw him two.nbsp;The servant wrinkled his nose, "Mr. Erlang, I saw that Mr. Erlang cooperated with Taohuayuan, but there is nothing left. They sold the vacuum flasks first, and when they are almost sold out, we start selling thermos bottles."  He started selling thermos cups again, which is always one step ahead of us. How can we do business like this?"

    Jin Jinming smiled and said: "You, it's still not good, let's talk less and learn more. This time, buying and selling the second brother is not a loss. Think about it, it's like this, isn't our thermos bottle being targeted by many big families as soon as it comes up?"  , It¡¯s been selling very well so far. It¡¯s because the Xiong¡¯s family didn¡¯t gain a firm foothold in Tokyo, otherwise we¡¯re afraid that nothing will happen to us.¡±

    The boy's face fell, "Well, I still don't understand."

    "How about I am a gentleman and you are a servant." Jin Jinming said: "Learn slowly by your side, and you will be able to go out of the house anytime you learn."

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