The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

The standard of recruiting new students in Shihui hall has always been a topic of great interest to the outside world. All those who want to enter the wisdom collection hall with a glimmer of hope look forward to their eyes, hoping that good luck will come to them.

In view of the fact that this shop, which relies on the spider's web of Shihui hall, can basically solve the problem that at least 80% of poor students are afraid of the travel expenses from afar and refuse to participate in the assessment.

Of course, if you lose the election, it's the same step to go back. In addition to spending two months on the road, there's no loss. You can go out and have a long experience, can't you?

In addition, according to the old practice, poor children can apply for a resettlement fee for their families after they confirm their admission. They work and study in college and pay off the rest after graduation, which solves the problem that families without surplus labor force are unwilling to let their children go to school.

People can't help but talk about the enrollment terms, which spread rapidly to the whole country through many channels. From mid July to early September, the enrollment period is more than a month. Therefore, after the terms were announced, the students studying near Kyoto have been coming in one after another.

The gate of Shihui hall is open. In order to protect the face and identity of those "lower class" students, a non complex closed maze has been temporarily built behind the gate.

Everyone must line up in front of the only access channel, drill into the back of the black curtain in turn, and then follow the prompts to choose different fork roads to go to the site of their own assessment.

Sitting behind the scenes, Jiang qianxia smiled at Mr. Cui Maoshan with a black face and said, "Sir, look at the forked maze this time. Does it look like a fork in the road to different life? It's your choice whether to choose honest farming or eloquent deception."

"But as long as they enter the Shihui hall, no matter which road they choose, they will eventually lead to a place - where I am."

Stamping the ground under his feet, Jiang qianxia smiled happily, "as long as they come in, they are destined to be used by me. This feeling is really fascinating, maybe