Qianmai's trick is to give Li Meijun five boxes of matches before class the next day.
Li Meijun was puzzled: "Why are you giving me matches?"
Qianmai: "Study mathematics. You see, the pictures printed in our textbooks are all apple pears, and what Teacher Tan said is that there are a few people on the bus and a few people on the bus. It's too abstract. We are not familiar with those things."
Li Meijun also shook his head and agreed: "Yes, my sister bought me some apples last time when I went home. They were delicious. But I don't know what pears taste like. When the teacher talks about pears, I just put them. Treat it as an orange."
Latent Wheat continued: "And they are still big. Can you imagine 13 oranges piled together? They are all half a small basket. This match is different. The smaller ones, you can install them. I carry it in my schoolbag every day to and from school. Like yesterday’s question, 13 you put out 13 matches, minus 7 you take away seven matches, and then count the remaining ones. That’s it. The correct answer."
Li Meijun was half-believing and fiddling with some math sample questions. The answer was absolutely correct, and he was very excited: "Great, I won't have to count my toes anymore."
Quack, this kid is so clever, his left hand is not enough to pull his right hand, and his right hand is not enough to pull his toes. Latent Wheat flipped through the mathematics textbook: "And you see, the numbers at the back of our textbooks are all 70, 80, and 100. We can still use the wrench to point our toes within 20. Who can we call when we reach 100?"
Li Meijun's eyes lit up, and he nodded in agreement. Suddenly he felt that his deskmate was so powerful that he could come up with such a convenient idea.
Latent wheat strikes the iron while it's hot: "This method is a bit stupid. But it's simple. After you finish your homework, you can also fiddle with the calculations, so that every assignment will definitely be'excellent'. After a long time, you won't need matches. Now, numbers will naturally pop out in your mind. This is called practice makes perfect. Hey, do you want to?"
"If you want to..." Li Meijun didn't hesitate to take out fifty cents from his pocket and handed it to Qianmai.
Latent Wheat took it and placed it carefully, and took out five rubber bands from his schoolbag: "Give this to you. The matchbox is easy to squash. It is more convenient for you to tie it with rubber bands."
Li Meijun took it in a hurry, and immediately started. Qian Mai also helped her to smooth the match: "Your mother is so kind to you, you will give you money as soon as you say it?" What she didn't say was: My mother hasn't given it yet. My pocket money is a dime.
Li Meijun was fighting with the rubber band without raising his head: "My brothers and sisters came back from working to give me petty supplies. I still have some left."
Provoked Qian Mai so envy: "It's great, I really want to have brothers and sisters." This is definitely a thousand percent, ten thousand percent of the truth.
I thought it would end here. Qianmai really didn't expect such a small match to lead to a "business".
Somehow, in just two lessons, the trivial matter of Li Meijun putting a small match to calculate mathematics was spread among the children. During the class, some people gathered around Qianmai Li Meijun’s desk to ask questions. After the math class, more than a dozen students came to "order" to buy matches from Qianmai. Some even requested the color of the rubber band. Squad leader Sun Hongmei. Qian Mai was very surprised: "Squad leader, you are so good at math, you don't need a match."
Sun Hongmei was very confident in mathematics, and smiled and said, "I bought it for checking calculations. It's more safe to put it on." Hey, looking at the enthusiasm and self-consciousness of others, Latent Wheat really admires her with her hands and feet.
Qian Xiaofen also ran over during class. The most troublesome thing for her is math. Teacher Tan speaks only Mandarin, and the "what method" and "what method" are very profound. Even though she has learned it before, she still hears confused. Now (1) suddenly came out such a simple method, it is really timely rain. Regardless, she and a few classmates decided to buy fifty cents. For this reason, the students also specially "entrusted" her to go to class (1) to ask Qianmai: "If our class (2) buys 50 cents, would you give us five rubber bands?"
Latent Wheat responded happily, and quietly squatted into her ear and whispered: "Which one of us are with whom, you pick the rubber band in the store at night, and don't tell others." Until the class bell sounded. After the sound, Qian Xiaofen went back to the classroom happily.
So, after eating at noon, Qianmai searched all the matches in the grocery store, carrying a school bag in his right hand, a plastic bag in his left hand, and a big bag and small bag to school. Oh oh oh oh oh, we accidentally became a little match girl.
In addition to delivering to classmates who "booked" in the morning, Qianmai also picked up several "small orders" in the afternoon, all of which were one box and two boxes. But Qianmai was super excited and satisfied. For two lifetimes, he, who had no business acumen, finally received his first business. Although this business came a bit inexplicable, it broke the zero record anyway.
After the matches were dumped, I counted the money, and it was eleven dollars or eight cents. Khan, this looks like a big number now. Unexpectedly, the children are still quite generous on hand, at least they can buy the small things they need, at least better than the empty latent wheat.
Latent wheat collected the money without delay, and ran home. Running out of breath, he finally gave the money to Grandpa Qianjia, looking at the old man expectantly. Grandpa Qianjia seemed quite satisfied, and after taking the money and counting, he sent Qianmai back to school as soon as possible.
"Quack, that's it? Grandpa, have you always forgotten something?" Qian Mai's eyes stared at the old man with infinite hope, and he shouted silently in his stomach.
"Why are you still stunned, it's one and fifty-five, and you'll be late if you don't hurry." Grandpa Qianjia prompted.
Ugh... Didn't you mention the CD? Qian Maimai ran back to school in tears all the way.