Almost everyone in the company knew that the original owner had a junior college degree.
He was spoiled when he was a child and only cared about playing every day.
He didn't do well in the college entrance examination. His father wanted to send him abroad, but he was in a rebellious period. He refused his family's kindness and stubbornly went to a junior college.
But who said that a junior college student's studies were bound to be bad?
Qi Xingchen was a little uncomfortable. He ignored Zhou Yu and looked at Xiao Tie's questions.
Then he took a pen and paper and said, "Xiao Tie, your way of solving the problem is off track.
Everyone had a thirst for knowledge. When the assistant saw Xiao Tie's homework, he was very curious about how to solve it.
Now that he saw Qi Xingchen's logic was clear, he couldn't help but be attracted to him.
The cameraman rarely saw celebrities doing homework, so he craned his neck to look inside.
After finishing a question, Qi Xingchen brushed two strokes on the paper and said, "So the answer is … Why are you all looking at me?"
"Wow, Xing Xing, you still remember junior high school questions?" The assistant was curious.
"Isn't this the most basic function?" Qi Xingchen said, "If I forget, how can I learn advanced mathematics?"
Hearing the words "advanced mathematics", the assistant jumped three feet high as if his tail had been stepped on. "Xing Xing, you can learn advanced mathematics?!!"
He was studying at a top ten university in the country. What was so difficult about advanced mathematics?
However, in order to not violate the original owner's "professional" persona, Qi Xingchen didn't reply. He explained the steps to Xiao Tie again and asked, "The answer to this question isn't important. What's important is the way to solve it. Do you remember the way?"
Xiao Tie scratched his head and said, "Brother Xing Xing, I still have to think about it."
Inherent logic couldn't be corrected immediately. Qi Xingchen nodded.
"Brother Xing Xing," Xiao Tie said carefully, "If there's something I don't know, can I still ask you?"
"Sure, I live with the Zeng family. You can come find me anytime."
"Then, can my … classmates ask you if they don't know how to do it?"
How many children could there be in a village? Qi Xingchen waved his hand carelessly. "Come on!"
After finishing Xiao Tie's homework, the number of people in the market gradually increased.
Everyone got down to business and began to help Old Tie sell his goods.
Unlike the shopping malls in the city, the bazaar in Oxford Town was open air.
The long cross-shaped street was filled with stalls selling all kinds of goods from the beginning to the end, from the bottom to the top to the top to the top to the top to the mechanical farming tools.
The bazaar was held once a week. Many small merchants who relied on selling goods for a living were waiting for this day to earn enough money for their families to survive. They were already shouting with all their might.
The seven guests had never sold anything before, so they didn't know what to do for a while. They imitated the uncle who was selling melons next to them and shouted.
But after shouting for a while, some customers saw that there were so many people selling fresh goods, so they gave face and bought a few. After that, there were no more sales.
Qi Xingchen thought about it and felt that they couldn't go on like this. The mission would definitely fail. He stuffed the iron ladle in his hand to Zhang Yunfei. "Brother Yunfei, hold on for a while. I'll go take a look."
"You're unfamiliar with this place. Don't go alone." Zhang Yunfei subtly felt that Zhou Yu and Qi Xingchen didn't get along well. He said to Bai Ye, "Xiao Bai, you go with Xing Xing."
Bai Ye also felt that his little fan was worried about going alone. After all, this was a person who didn't say anything even when his hands and back were injured.
He lifted his long legs and led the way to the other end of the market.
Qi Xingchen could only follow.
Not long after they left, Qi Xingchen began to regret. Why did he let Bai Ye follow? Wasn't this looking for trouble?
On the whole street, all the women who passed by Bai Ye, from 70-year-old women to three-year-old girls, had their eyes glued to Bai Ye. They were accompanied by praises such as "This young man is so handsome", "Big brother is so handsome", "Ah ah ah ah, so handsome", "Hey, why does he look so familiar", and so on.
Fortunately, Bai Ye's identity as a top idol was too different from the young men wandering in the market. So far, no one dared to recognize him.
Qi Xingchen immediately took out a pair of sunglasses from his backpack. "Put them on."
"Do you want to be on the news tomorrow?"
Qi Xingchen puffed out his chest and imitated the tone of a broadcaster. "Yesterday, a serious stampede happened in Niuming Town.
After investigation, the cause of the accident was idol Bai Ye's shopping, which caused the women to rush to see his handsome face … "
"… Okay, stop talking." Bai Ye pursed his lips. "I'll put them on."
As he spoke, he turned his head to take the sunglasses. The thin ends of his thin eyes were raised into a very beautiful arc. His jawline was tight, and it was obvious that he was trying to hold back his laughter.
Qi Xingchen's first reaction was: Damn, damn, he's so damn handsome!!!
His second reaction was: I can't let him laugh. If he laughs, these women will go even crazier!
He couldn't wait for Bai Ye. He jumped in front of Bai Ye and accurately put the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.
After a moment of careful observation, he found that his eyebrows, nose, mouth, and so on … were also too good-looking and very attractive.
So he took out his hat and put it on Bao Ye's head with a smack.
Bai Ye stood there and let him do as he pleased. He said helplessly, "Are you satisfied?"
"It's just so-so." Qi Xingchen tutted. "It would be better if you had a mask."
"… How do you want to cover me up?"
"Don't blame me." Qi Xingchen raised his hands. "You're so good-looking."
After saying that, he realized that he seemed to have said what was on his mind. He quickly shut up and pretended that he didn't say anything.
Bai Ye wasn't deaf. He looked at the camera and asked in a low voice, "What did you say just now?"
Bai Ye: "You think I'm good-looking?"
Qi Xingchen's eyes darted left and right before he said vaguely, "Didn't I always praise you for your good looks?"
Thinking about it carefully, his little fan did praise him a lot in public.
But it was difficult to distinguish between the truth and lies. How could it be said unintentionally?
Bai Ye was inexplicably in a good mood. Qi Xingchen secretly glanced at the corner of his mouth and said unhappily, "Do you have to be like this?"
Looking at him, Bai Ye couldn't help but laugh. "Thank you for the compliment. You're also very good-looking."
Qi Xingchen and Bai Ye, who was wrapped up tightly, walked around the market. When they returned, they didn't look very good. "I just counted. There are a total of three shops selling ironware in the market. One of them is at the crossroads with the most traffic. The other one is similar to Uncle Tie's shop, but the price is about three to ten yuan cheaper. So, there are a lot of people buying them."
"Yeah, sigh." Old Tie sighed. "Originally, there were a lot of people buying my ironware because the iron was thick and the paint was good.
But later, the other two shops were so competitive that only the returning customers were willing to come to me. "
Everyone was in a dilemma. Old Tie's location was not good, and the price was not good. Although the quality of the products was good, a piece of ironware was only ten to twenty yuan. Four or five yuan cheaper was equivalent to a quarter cheaper. Naturally, customers were willing to buy cheaper ones.
Old Tie's core competitiveness was too poor.
Liu Ziyu asked tentatively, "Uncle Tie, can you lower the price and try the quantity?"
"I'm afraid not." Uncle Tie frowned. "Take this iron basin for example. The cost of making it is 12 yuan. If I sell it for 16 yuan, I make a total of four yuan. If I sell it for 13 yuan like other shops, I only make a profit of one yuan."
He could sell thirty or forty washbasins. At most, he would make a profit of one yuan. Thirty or forty yuan a day was not even enough for two meals.
Old Tie was a real farmer. He hadn't made a single defective product in all these years, and he disdained to do such a thing.
After hearing this, everyone frowned like him. They couldn't lower the price, and they couldn't change the location of the fixed stall. What else could they do?
Qi Xingchen thought for a moment and said, "Since the situation is like this, why don't we try our best? I have an idea …"
He briefly described his idea to everyone. Zhang Yunfei decided, "I think we can try it. Let's try it for the whole morning."
"Okay!" Luo Qiuman began to arrange according to Qi Xingchen's idea.
Half an hour later, a farmer was pushing a cart and looking around. He stopped in front of the Tie family's stall, looked left and right, and said discontentedly, "Other washbasins are 13 yuan. Why are you selling them for 25 yuan?"
Qi Xingchen said slowly, "Selling them at an expensive price naturally has its advantages.
If you want to buy cheaper ones, here, these are all cheap goods. "
Qi Xingchen pointed at the washbasin at the other end. The farmer looked at it carefully and said doubtfully, "But I think this 13 is exactly the same as your 25. The pattern is the same. What's the difference?"
"It's not bad. You can try it if you don't believe me." Qi Xingchen was still slow, "But it's not as good as the 25."
The farmer picked up the 13 and knocked. The sound was thick and clear, and it was indeed better than other washbasins.
If the 13 was already so good, how good would the 25 be?
The farmer thought for a moment and took out 25 yuan, "I'll trust you this time. Give me the best one!"
"Okay." Qi Xingchen smiled and took out a plastic bag and put it in the washbasin, "Uncle, come back when you're done."
"Okay!" The farmer took the washbasin and left happily.
Behind them, Old Tie and the guests were also overjoyed.
A washbasin that doubled the price was easily sold. Luo Qiuman didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Xing Xing, where did you get so many tricks?"
"I've seen similar cases before."
"I have a question." Zhou Yu looked for trouble, "What if the customers prefer to buy the cheaper ones?"
"There will definitely be people who choose the more expensive ones out of curiosity.
The money we make from selling the more expensive ones can balance out the money we make from selling the cheaper ones. One to four, we won't lose money. "
"Wow, what a marketing genius!"
Zhang Yunfei smiled and stretched out his finger to tap Qi Xingchen's forehead, "You little brain, how can you be so smart!"
However, halfway through, Bai Ye suddenly put his arm between them, "Brother Yunfei, the iron ladle in front is out of stock."
"Oh," Zhang Yunfei had to withdraw his hand, "I'll get it for you."