Jingjing really felt that Miao Miao had a very good idea.
Because everyone wants to eat, selling rice is the easiest way, and the business will definitely be good.
Zhou Yuan listened to their excited voices, they didn't seem to care about where to buy raw materials, how to make them, when to cook, where to sell them, and who to sell them to.
Children, probably know an idea and will be very happy.
Zhou Yuan really didn't have the heart to expose their immature plans.
Even if their plan is up to him, there is no way to implement it.
One aspect is that there is no start-up capital, no storefront, and no chef. It is definitely unrealistic for Miaomiao to be a chef. Another aspect is that they are really just children. This problem is more serious than the previous one.
Zhou Yuan decided to let them realize that this plan will not work.
After all, cruelly piercing the dreams of children requires a lot of technical content.
So Zhou Yuan saw that their topic had been discussed to about how much money they could earn every day, and then what to do with the money.
Because of excitement, Miaomiao's face was flushed red, and his eyes shone with a light called dream, which could also be called the light of money.
Jingjing said, "After we earn money, I will buy cosmetics for my mother. My mother especially likes the one called Lamei, but she says it's too expensive..."
Miao Miao said happily, "Then I want to buy it too." If other mothers have it, her mother should have it too.
Deng Feng stammered, "I... I..."
Jingjing was upset, "No, no, you can't buy it. There is only one bottle left. My mother said that there is only the last bottle left on the official website. I said it first, so I want to buy it."
Deng Feng snorted, "Then...then...ok...okay."
Miao Miao thought about it, and she was right, it was Jingjing who proposed it first, so Jingjing should buy it.
Zhou Yuan next to him, I don't know if he should complain about the fact that there is only one bottle of cosmetics left. Or should I complain that they haven't made any money yet, and now they face the risk of breaking up because of a bottle of cosmetics.
But the children would not hold grudges, and quickly skipped this topic, and formally started discussing that they were going to sell food.
"I heard from my mother that those who sell rice earn ten to twenty thousand a day." Jingjing said, "We are still three people, so we must earn more than this."
Ten to twenty thousand, what kind of concept is that! The eyes of Miao Miao and Deng Feng have already begun to look forward to it.
"Wait... wait for me... I have... With so... so much money... I will... buy... the school...!" Deng Feng began to speak his own rhetoric.
Miao Miao thinks it's okay, "Then after we buy it, students from poor families don't have to pay."
When Zhou Yuan, who was already holding back her laughter and working so hard, heard this sentence, she still felt like she was hit a little bit in her heart. She was working hard to earn money, and she thought in her heart that once she had money, she would never lose money. Ask other children to give money.
So cute.
Jingjing's eyes lit up all of a sudden, she took Miao Miao's hand and said to her, "Then can I be the principal at that time?"
"Okay." A voice suddenly came from behind.
The three children raised their heads and saw the principal of their school smiling and saying, the creases on their faces looked a little scary.
Every morning when they enter the school gate, they will see the principal. The principal stands at the school gate to watch the children enter the school, but he is different from other teachers standing at the school gate. He can’t laugh, so everyone knows the principal. But they are all a little afraid of the principal.
But Miao Miao is a little embarrassed. In Miao Miao's opinion, the principal must be very powerful, and only a very strong person can be a good person, because all the teachers in their school listen to the principal, and their students all listen to the teacher, so the principal is the most powerful .
The old principal moved a stool over, sat next to him, and said, "Student Jingjing, what will you do after becoming the principal?"
He was originally patrolling outside, and when he passed by this class, he heard them inside talking about what to do if they had money.
Jingjing is different from Miao Miao, she has a lively nature, "When I become the principal, I will burn all the books, and then tell the teachers, ah, there are no books, there is no way to go to class, so you go and talk to the children. They said, go home, go home and sleep."
The principal was amused by the tone, "Then everyone went home to sleep, and they failed the final exam. What should parents do if they come to trouble the principal? Other schools give 100 points in the test, and their principal will tell you, you Why didn’t the students in the school pass the exam? Is it because you, the principal, don’t have a management number?”
Thinking of that scene, Jingjing swallowed her saliva, as if she had already seen the parents holding the report card and approaching ferociously, and then heard that the other principals were laughing at her.
Jingjing shrank her head, "Then I won't be the principal."
Miao Miao listened quietly at the side. She didn't really understand what was going on, but she felt that the principal was very good.
She couldn't tell the specific reason, but she just thought the principal was very good. It's different from what I originally imagined, just like a physical education teacher, it looks fierce, but it's not.
For the first time, a thought was implanted in her little heart, that is, don't just look at the surface.
She herself did not realize the existence of such thoughts.
The headmaster turned his head and saw classmate Miao Miao looking at him. He naturally knew this child. Without his permission, it was impossible for this child to directly enter their elementary school without going to kindergarten.
The principal smiled and said to Miao Miao, "If Miao Miao becomes the principal, what will she do?"
It was the first time for Miao Miao to be questioned by the principal. She was a little nervous and her hands were shaking, but she still said what she wanted to say, "I'll let Zhou Zhou go to the sixth grade."
Zhou Yuan was listening at the side, and he really couldn't penetrate the thoughts of these children.
Unexpectedly, Miaomiao suddenly mentioned him.
He was even more surprised, how could Miao Miao say this? Could it be that she doesn't want to be at the same table with him
The principal asked patiently, "Why did you send Zhou Zhou to the sixth grade?" Zhou Zhou was referring to Zhou Yuan next to her tomorrow.
Miao Miao said, "Because Zhou Zhou is my best friend. If I become the principal, I will fulfill his wish. His wish is not to go to the first grade." In Miao Miao's mind, the highest grade is sixth grade. It's the first grade, so when I say it, I mean I'm going to the sixth grade.
Not long after Miao Miao met Zhou Yuan, she heard Zhou Yuan tell his mother that he didn't want to go to the first grade, and he didn't want to play with a group of kids who didn't know anything.
She has always kept in mind that Miao Miao thinks that he is so smart, so she must like to play with those smarter children more.
The principal looked at the bewildered little boy Zhou Zhou. He felt very surprised, because this kid was really a genius. He had come to look for him before and wanted to transfer schools, but the expression now didn't look like he was going to the sixth grade.
So the principal said, "You don't need to be the principal for this. Zhou Zhou can go to the sixth grade now, but after he goes to the sixth grade, he won't be able to be at the same table with you in the future."
Miao Miao's nose was sore, the corners of her mouth were sunken, a little sad, "It's okay, I will go to the sixth grade in the future, when I become smarter."
The principal hurriedly said, "Zhou Zhou, do you want to go to the sixth grade?"
Zhou Yuan secretly held the hand of the little deskmate next to him under the table, and said, "The sixth grade is too busy, I'm still in the first grade now."
The principal said, "It seems that the principal is really not good at all."
Zhou Yuan: "..." These adults...
Zhou Yuan also recalled at this moment, when Miao Miao probably knew about it. After all, he only told his mother once at school, and he probably had no chance to hear it at other times.
It seems that the original words are, "Elementary school is a waste of time for me, which is equivalent to a waste of time for money and death. The IQ given to me by God is not for me to waste on this group of children who don't understand anything. I have absolutely no common language with them."
Zhou Yuan: "..." Shut up.