Almost everyone in the company knows about the original master's degree.
He was spoiled too much when he was a child, and he only cared about playing crazy every day. His grades in the college entrance examination were not good, and Qi's father wanted to send him abroad. He was in a rebellious period, rejected his family's kindness, and insisted on going to a junior college.
But who said that students in colleges and universities must not study well? Qi Xingchen felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the words, ignored Zhou Yu, and read Xiaotie's questions all over.
Then he took the pen and paper: "Xiao Tie, your way of solving the problem is wrong. This function..."
Everyone has a thirst for knowledge, and the assistant who followed the filming saw Xiaotie's homework, and was particularly curious about how to solve it. Seeing that Qi Xingchen's logic is clear now, he can't help but be attracted to him.
The camera rarely sees scenes of celebrities doing their homework, and they stretch their necks to look in. After one question was finished, Qi Xingchen wrote two strokes on the paper, "So the answer is... why are you all looking at me?"
"Wow, Xing Xing, do you still remember the questions from junior high school?" asked the camera assistant curiously.
"Isn't this the most basic function?" Qi Xingchen said, "If you forget it, how can you learn advanced mathematics?"
"High?!! Number?!!"
Hearing the word high number, like being stepped on by the tail of the assistant, he jumped three feet high: "Xing Xing, can you still understand high number?!"
Qi Xingchen: "..."
He is currently studying at a top 10 university in China. What is so difficult about high mathematics
However, in order not to collapse the original owner's "professional" personality, Qi Xingchen didn't reply, and after explaining the problem-solving steps to Xiaotie again, he asked: "The answer to this question is not important, what is important is the way of solving the problem, do you remember?" Stop thinking?"
Xiao Tie scratched his head: "Brother Xing Xing, I have to think again."
The inherent logic cannot be corrected immediately, Qi Xingchen nodded.
"Brother Xing Xing," Xiao Tie cautiously said, "If there is something I don't know, can I still ask you?"
"Yes, I will live in Zeng's house, you can come to me anytime."
"Then I... If my classmates don't know, can I ask you?"
How many children can a village have? Qi Xingchen waved his hand indifferently: "Come on!"
After finishing Xiaotie's homework, the traffic in the market gradually increased. Let's get to the point and start selling goods for Laotie.
Different from the shopping malls in the city, cows and groves are swollen and raised, shovels are short, shovels, 3こさneon, the value is broken, the oil returns to the car, the boat, the tower, the outfitting, the bridle, the man, the √, and the fly. Core ∮ small
The market is held once a week, and many small merchants who make a living by selling goods are already hawking hard just waiting for this day to earn enough money for their families to survive.
The seven guests had never sold anything before, and they didn't know what to do for a while, so they also yelled like the uncle selling melons next to them.
But after shouting for a while, some customers saw so many people selling fresh goods, and bought a few for the sake of saving face, and then there was no performance.
Qi Xingchen thought for a while, and felt that this was not going to work, and the mission would definitely fail, so he stuffed the iron ladle in his hand to Zhang Yunfei, "Brother Yunfei, hold on for a while, I'll go around."
"If you don't know the place of life, don't go by yourself," Zhang Yunfei subtly felt that Zhou Yu and Qi Xingchen were not getting along, and Chong Baiye said, "Xiao Bai, you can go with Xingxing."
Bai Ye also felt that the little fan was worried about leaving alone, after all, this is the master who doesn't say anything when his hands are injured and his back is injured. Raise your long legs and lead the way to the other end of the market.
Qi Xingchen could only keep up.
Not long after he left, Qi Xingchen began to regret—why did he let Bai Ye follow him? Isn't this asking for trouble
I saw that on the entire street, all the women passing by Bai Ye, ranging from a seventy-year-old woman to a three-year-old girl, had their eyeballs glued to Bai Ye's body, accompanied by words like "this young man is so handsome" and "big girl". My brother looks so good", "Ah, so handsome, so handsome, why does he look familiar" and so on.
Fortunately, Bai Ye's status as a top idol is too different from that of a young man wandering in the market, so far no one has dared to recognize him. Qi Xingchen immediately took out his sunglasses from his backpack, "Put them on."
"Um?"
"Do you want to be on social news tomorrow?" Qi Xingchen puffed up his chest, imitating the announcer's tone, "Yesterday, 5 yellow partridges appeared in the wilderness > Tartar deer tried to ride the shackles. Huan Zheng Mu Zai Huan Qi X Cheng... "
"...Okay, stop talking," Bai Ye pursed his lips, "I'll wear it."
As he spoke, he turned his head to pick up the sunglasses, the end of his thin eyes raised a very nice arc, his jaw line was tight, and he was obviously holding back a smile.
Qi Xingchen's first reaction: Fuck, Fuck, he's so handsome! ! !
Second reaction: I can't make him laugh, these women will go crazy after laughing!
He couldn't wait for Bai Ye, so he jumped in front of Bai Ye in one step, and accurately put the sunglasses on the bridge of Bai Ye's nose.
After looking at it for a while, he found that the other party's exposed eyebrows, nose, mouth andon... were too good-looking and very attractive.
So he took out his hat again, pia snapped it on Bai Ye's head.
Bai Ye stood where he was, letting him toss and turn, and said helplessly, "Satisfied?"
"Absolutely," Qi Xingchen clicked his tongue, "It would be better if there was a mask."
"... What do you want to cover me with?"
"Don't blame me," Qi Xingchen raised his hands, "Who made you look so good-looking."
After finishing speaking, he realized that he seemed to have said what was in his heart, so he quickly shut up and pretended that he didn't speak just now.
Bai Ye was not deaf, so he glanced at the camera and asked in a low voice, "What did you just say?"
Qi Xingchen: "..."
Bai Ye: "Do you think I'm pretty?"
Qi Xingchen rolled his eyes left and right, and said vaguely: "I always praise you for your good looks."
Thinking about it carefully, the little fans did publicly blow him a lot of rainbow farts. But it's hard to tell the truth about the rainbow fart, and there is no truth that is said unintentionally.
Bai Ye was in an inexplicably good mood, Qi Xingchen secretly glanced at the corner of his upturned mouth, and said indignantly, "As for this?"
Seeing his appearance, Bai Ye couldn't help laughing out loud: "Thank you for the compliment, you are also very pretty."
Qi Xingchen: "..."
Qi Xingchen: "Hey."
As for, quite as for.
Qi Xingchen and the tightly packed Bai Ye walked around the market, and when they returned, their faces were not very good: "I just counted, there are three ironware sellers in the market, one of which is at the intersection with the largest traffic, and the other It’s similar to Uncle Tie’s, but the price is three to ten yuan cheaper, so many people buy it.”
"No, hey," Lao Tie sighed, "I used to have a lot of people who bought it because the iron was thick and painted well. Later, I was stunned by those two, and only repeat customers were willing to come to me. "
Everyone has a problem, Lao Tie is equivalent to a bad location, and the price is not good. Although the product quality is good, but a piece of iron is only ten or twenty yuan, four or five yuan cheaper is equivalent to a quarter cheaper , customers are naturally willing to ask for cheap.
The old iron core competitiveness is too poor.
Liu Ziyu tentatively asked, "Uncle Tie, can you lower the price and try to increase the volume?"
"I'm afraid it won't work," said Uncle Tie with a sad face. "Take this iron basin as an example. The cost of making it is 12. If I sell it for 16, I will earn a total of four yuan. If it sells for 13 like others, I will only earn one yuan. "
You can sell thirty or forty washbasins to your death, and if you earn one yuan, you can earn thirty or forty yuan a day, which is not enough for two meals.
Lao Tie is a real farmer. He hasn't produced a single defective product in these years, and he doesn't bother to do such a thing.
Everyone was as sad as he was when they heard it. They couldn't lower the price, and they couldn't change the fixed booth. What else could they do
Qi Xingchen thought for a moment, and said: "The situation is already like this, it's better to be a dead horse as a living horse doctor, I have a way..."
He briefly described his thoughts to everyone, and Zhang Yunfei made a decision: "I think we can try it, or let's try it all morning."
"Okay!" Luo Qiuman began to arrange according to Qi Xingchen's idea.
Half an hour later, a farmer pushed a small cart and looked around. He stopped in front of Tie’s stall, looked left and right, and said dissatisfied: “The washbasins in other houses cost 13 yuan, why are you selling them for 25?”
Qi Xingchen said slowly: "It's expensive, so it has its advantages. If you want to buy cheap ones, well, here are all cheap ones."
Qi Xingchen pointed to the washbasin at the other end. The farmer looked at it carefully and asked puzzled, "But I think this 13 one is exactly the same as your 25 one. The patterns are the same. What's the difference?"
"It's not bad, try it if you don't believe me," Qi Xingchen still said slowly, "But it's not as good as 25."
The farmer picked up the 13 and knocked, and the sound was thick and clear, which was indeed better than others.
The 13 ones are so good, so what about the 25 ones? The farmer thought for a moment, and took out 25 yuan: "I just trust you, boy, give me the best one!"
"Okay," Qi Xingchen took out a plastic bag with a smile and put the washbasin in it, "Uncle, come here after you're done using it."
"Okay!" The farmer walked away happily with a basin. The old iron behind and all the guests were also very happy.
A washbasin whose price doubled was easily sold, Luo Qiuman couldn't laugh or cry: "Xing Xing, where did you come up with so many tricks?"
"I've seen the same cases before."
"I have a question," Zhou Yu scolded, "What if customers tend to buy cheap ones?"
"There will definitely be people who choose the expensive one out of comparison and curiosity. The money we make from selling one expensive one can balance the money we make from selling four cheap ones, and we can't lose money when we sell one to four."
"Hey, you're a marketing genius!"
Zhang Yunfei smiled and stretched out his finger, wanting to touch Qi Xingchen's forehead, "You little brain, why are you so smart!"
However, when his fingers were stretched halfway, Bai Ye suddenly inserted his arm between the two of them, "Brother Yunfei, the iron spoon in front is out of stock."
"Oh," Zhang Yunfei had to withdraw his hand, "I'll get it for you."