My Wife is From a Thousand Years Ago

  Chapter 156 Be a Smart Jiang He

  Xu Qing didn't know how Jiang He was sleeping, anyway, he slept very comfortably this night, and slept till dawn.

  What is the uncomfortable spring bed...It's just that one person is uncomfortable to sleep alone. After Jiang He has slept on the bed for a long time, it is equivalent to a half person sleeping.

  Xu, idiot, Qing was very satisfied. When he woke up, it was almost nine o'clock. Rarely, he got up an hour late. Jiang He didn't disturb him. This seemed to be a tacit understanding. No one would call anyone when he woke up in the morning.

  It was probably the habit he had developed when Jiang Hechu came to sleep until nine o'clock every day. Later, he got up earlier and earlier, but he still didn't call each other to get up.

  Jiang He has finished his exercises and stared at the computer desktop... I don’t know how long he stared, what Xu Qing saw when he went out was the desktop, which I guessed it was only a few seconds ago.

  I don’t know what weird things to study early in the morning.

  This behavior made Xu Qing more aware of Jiang He’s growth. If calculated according to the modern growth model, she is probably already a teenage adolescent girl and has her own little secret.

   "The porridge is in the pot." Jiang He reminded, after a short pause before operating the computer.

"did you eat?"

  "Not yet, waiting for you."

  "You can eat by yourself in the future, or you can tell me to get up."

"I'm in no hurry."

  Xu Qing is noncommittal, nine o'clock is not too late, and breakfast is usually more than eight o'clock.

   Yawned and went to the bathroom to put some water, and then came out to wash, and after everything was done, Jiang He served the porridge together, and settled the breakfast with pickles.

At the beginning, they bought pickles in bags in the supermarket, and occasionally there were some hard roots and skins that affected the taste, like dry wood that could not be chewed. Although it was good with porridge, it was always a little uncomfortable. Later, Xu Qing bought it. A large white radish, try to pickle it by yourself, unexpectedly not bad.

So Jiang He also learned and improved it. The white radish was cut into small strips, sprinkled with salt to kill the water, squeezed dry and then mixed with a layer of chili, ginger, garlic, and a layer of radish. After it was made, it was crisp and delicious. One bite of porridge. pickle.

  "The self-made food is much better than the bought one." Xu Qing picked up the old plate at the bottom of the plate to eat, which was delicious.

  After eating the old one, the new one will become the old one, and then new ones will be added by Jiang He, and there will be endless descendants.

   "The ones we buy are better than the ones made by ourselves."

   "Is there such a strange thing?"

   "It's obviously weird here." Jiang He felt fascinated. "It's like the kind of food that you spend money to buy and you haven't cooked it yourself. How can someone buy it. It has long been replaced by a good craftsman and can't survive."

  Xu Qing was stunned while holding the bowl. He was speechless for a moment. He thought for a moment and said, "...What you said is really reasonable."

   "Then why no one replaces them?"

  "This question is profound. In many ways, if you ask me, I can't answer it."

  A simple pickle, even if he could make it, Xu Qing would go to the supermarket to buy bags when he was alone. He would rather bear the flaws than would be lazy to buy a radish to make it by himself.

  "Do you want your cooking to be better than them, so you can sell it and replace them?" Xu Qing asked, looking at her.

   "I thought about it, but it definitely won't work." Jiang He admitted, "If it is feasible, we should be able to buy something delicious."

   "Well, that's right."

  Xu Qing is happy that she can come to this conclusion.

  Although she is limited by cognition and does not understand some things, she has mastered higher-level thinking and has a complete and clear thinking logic.

  Rather than stupidly thinking that their pickles are more delicious, they sell better.

  "This is not a street stall. If you face a customer on a street, you can do better than the next one, then you can naturally replace him, replace him, and you can’t survive if you don’t do a good job. This is true."

   "Where is that wrong?"

  "This thing is not necessary. It's just that some people want to eat it occasionally, so they just buy a little for instant noodles or serve breakfast. If you want to ensure your life, you must sell it in large quantities, spread the market, and you can't survive on one street."

   Xu Qing crunched a bite of the radish, did not speak any more, waiting for her to think for herself.

   Quiet for a while, Jiang He frowned and said, “It can be sold in various supermarkets without having to push the car out by yourself. Is this their confidence?”

   "Hmm...the emboldened is not used correctly, the product was finally selected by the market."

Xu Qing was full at this time, wiped his mouth and put down the bowl, explaining: "In short, if you want to spread it out, you must ensure the supply, output, storage, transportation and sales in the middle... , The cost is very high. For a pickle, it is not worth that high price. It can only reduce the cost and make the assembly line, so the quality will go down. This is a matter of no choice, the same price, you can only fight each other Whoever has lower profits, and who has better taste within a range of costs, will compete in this way."

  "……"

  Jiang He came into contact with this concept for the first time, and felt that he understood something for a while, but he seemed to have learned nothing.

"In addition, there are also customer needs. Those who want to go to the supermarket to buy pickles are simple and easy, and sometimes want to taste them. Some are temporarily embarrassed and can only eat steamed bread and pickles... like you and me. It’s not their target customers who stabilise their own cooking. We think it’s not good, and it’s not a problem at all in the eyes of others, or they can be tolerated.

  Xu Qing saw that she was also full, stood up to pack the dishes, and continued: “Simply put, don’t treat your own needs as the needs of others.

If you don’t want to make it yourself, you can only find those delicious and inexpensive pickles. Some of them sell cold salads. They are sold as by-products, and they are made very delicately. Similar to what we did ourselves, their target customers are you and me. "

   "Is it so complicated?" Jiang He returned to his senses.

  She thought it was delicious, but it was better than those that were not delicious, and it was easier to make money.

  “There are more complicated things, including the economy, packaging, operation...and the company, capital, and a pack of five cents of pickles, which can be delivered here from thousands of miles away and be bought by you. This is not simple in itself.”

   Jiang He leaned at the door of the kitchen, watching Xu Qing washing the dishes at the sink, and after a while of silence, he sighed quietly, “It’s not easy to do anything...”

"In fact, it is easy. Open an online store and sell one-to-one. Most of the troubles can be omitted, but there are other troubles, such as how to compete with others, how to expose your store, how to attract customers... how to say, you just I told you when I came here, this is a world where you make money from your brain."

  Xu Qing is very patient. Such an ancient semi-illiterate can rely on him to only cook and clean without using his brain, but he can’t be wise.

  Choose an ordinary life by yourself, and have to be ordinary, these are two experiences, and they are also the difference between happiness and misfortune.

   "So I let you read more, think more, and don't rush to make money...Of course, this is just my suggestion. I won't force interference when you make money, but I really hope you can have a better life."

  "How nice is it to have a better life?" Jiang He's eyes were complicated.

   Erniang also said something similar at the time, saying that she wants to live better and live better.

  Is it just because you like it? Everything in the world is exchanged for equal value. Xu Qing has always been so good, but it makes her a little uneasy.

   "It depends on you."

  Xu Qing smiled, what does it mean to have a better life? It's not that cats eat fish, dogs eat meat, and Ultraman fights little monsters.

"There is a word called sitting on the well and watching the sky. Only when you climb to the mouth of the well do you know how big the outside is. Whether you like the outside scenery, get out of your comfort zone, or go back into the well after seeing the bustling outside, it’s everyone’s choice. good life."

  He hopes that Jiang He will live to understand that if he wants to be free after seeing the bustling city, he can let her go.

  Like a person, selfishness and selflessness have always coexisted and contradicted each other.

   "I'm also afraid of fooling you. If you want to crawl out in the future, that's it. Let me make it clear now, at least I won't be too guilty to trick you into bed."

  Xu Qing's conversation turned around, and the scumbag was righteous and confident.

  (End of this chapter)