One of the big boys

Recently, there was another pancake stall in the town, and the stall was two streets away from the mouse's stall.The business was not divided much, but it also affected the business.This incident made the mouse a little unhappy. He secretly went to see other people's stalls, and asked Pumpkin to buy a pancake to try.I tasted the mice, pumpkins, and chestnuts, and felt that the pancakes were not as good as my own.

Of course Zhang Bao also knew about this, and the news of their restaurant opening was the most well-informed.

After a few days, Zhang Bao called the mosquitoes to his house for dinner.During the meal we talked about the new pancake stand in town.The mouse immediately interjected, "I know their family, and I have eaten their pancakes, they are not as good as ours, right?"

"Yes, it's not as delicious as ours. The meat slices at his house are not fresh, unlike ours. The pork is bought on the same day. His white noodles are also mixed with brown rice noodles." Pumpkin said with hatred.

The mosquitoes didn't squeak, he felt that Brother Bao didn't call them here to discuss with them whether their cakes were delicious or not.

Zhang Bao looked around them with a smile, "Mosquito, tell me what you think?"

Mosquito shook his head, he couldn't think of any way to solve the problem in front of him.So what if the cakes made by that family are not tasty, many people still buy them because they are cheaper.

Zhang Bao glanced at Er Zhuang on the opposite side, "Second Zhuang, third Zhuang, and fourth Zhuang, if you have any ideas, you can talk about them."

Er Zhuang and San Zhuang didn't speak, but Si Zhuang put down the bowl and chopsticks, "Sister-in-law, I think Brother Mosquito and the others should change themselves a lot."

Zhang Bao asked, "How to change?"

Si Zhuang said, "Reduce the price too. With the same price, everyone is willing to buy it. So, if the price is lowered, the business will definitely come back."

"What Si Zhuang said is the same method. But I don't think so. Mosquitoes use good materials, so the price is naturally higher than that. If the price is the same as that, the profit margin will be smaller. You know , Selling pancakes is an industry with small profits and high sales. If it reduces profits, it will be worthless, so it’s better to change to other industries.” Zhang Bao turned to look at the mouse, “I have what others don’t have, and I’m good when others have it. If you do these two things, why worry about bad business. Think about it when you go back.”

There is a new thing recently, which is very new to Zhang Bao, it is very new to Da Zhuang, and it is also new to the people of Zhangjiazhuang.That is, someone was called a parent by Mr. Private School.Who are the parents, Zhang Bao and Da Zhuang.It was San Zhuang who came back to deliver the message.Zhang Baotong said that he was going to be called to a private school, and the first feeling in his heart was that it was fresh, and he had never encountered such a thing.

"What's the reason?" Da Zhuang glanced at Er Zhuang, San Zhuang, and Si Zhuang.Er Zhuang waved his hands quickly, and San Zhuang also said that it was not him, then it was Si Zhuang. "What's the matter, little four."

Si Zhuang flinched for a moment, not daring to look up at Da Zhuang.Zhang Bao looked at Si Zhuang, and really couldn't figure out why this honest child would be called a parent by his husband. "Little San, what are you talking about?"

"Today, Mr. came up with a topic. Let us write a poem with the jujube tree in the yard as the theme." San Zhuang looked at Si Zhuang, who kept his head down, "Si Zhuang wrote a poem, and Mr. Very good, at that time I was asked to come back and ask my sister-in-law and elder brother to go there tomorrow."

Zhang Bao rubbed his chin, "Oh? What kind of poem did he write?"

"It's so sunny today. The teacher asked me to write a poem. The students looked at the jujube trees and waited for the dates to ripen."

Zhang Bao laughed out loud.Da Zhuang didn't understand poetry, and thought it was not as good as what was written in the book, but it sounded quite fluent. "What's the matter? Is this poem not good?"

San Zhuang didn't speak, he didn't want to add fuel to the fire.

"Da Zhuang, go do your business, I told them. Brother Jiang asked you to go to Rab this afternoon this morning, so go quickly."

Da Zhuang jumped into the car, "Alright then, talk to him and tell me later, I'll leave first."

Hearing the sound of the donkey's hooves moving away, Si Zhuang dared to raise his head.Zhang Bao didn't say anything about him, and let Er Zhuang and San Zhuang go to the house to read. "Did you tell sister-in-law, have you worked hard?"

"Use it. I usually work hard, and I listen well in class." Si Zhuang said without hesitation.

Zhang Bao also noticed Si Zhuang's usual performance.As long as Er Zhuang and San Zhuang read books, Si Zhuang will read together.

"Then are you paying attention? It doesn't mean that you are reading when you sit there every day. Are you distracted while reading?"

"Don't be distracted."

"Okay, let's play. Some things, no matter what the result is, as long as you work hard, the result must be the best."

In the middle of the afternoon, when Da Zhuang came back and asked about it, Zhang Bao said, "Si Zhuang's poem was not finished." He didn't say anything else.

Early the next morning, Zhang Bao and Da Zhuang rushed to the school.Mr. Fang sat at the table, and said unceremoniously, "Changyong is not suitable for studying, so don't waste money. After all, the tuition fees here are expensive. It's better to let him go to the store with you to learn." , becoming a shopkeeper in the future is also a good way out."

Da Zhuang felt a little silly when he heard it, what does this mean.This is to say that Si Zhuang is stupid.

Zhang Bao looked at Mr. Fang, and said neither humble nor overbearing, "Sir. We don't expect Changyong to gain fame in the exam. I just hope that he can read more books in the school and learn some words. But I still hope that Mr. These words. The child should be encouraged more so that he can perform better."

Mr. Fang first looked at the little brother in front of him, and said with a smile, "You send the children to me, and I will naturally try my best to teach them. I will not say such things in front of Chang Yong in the future, so you can rest assured."

After leaving the door of Mr. Fang's study, Da Zhuang also recalled it. "Brother Bao, why don't we let Si Zhuang study, according to what the master said, he can't read well, so let's not spend money, let him help in the store, and work in the store in the future. "

"Help? What can I help you with? How old is he? I've said it long ago, don't ask these children to have any great prospects in the future, as long as they can read a little bit more. Si Zhuang is not smart, but he has been working hard. You let Si Zhuang is squatting at home, it is better to let Si Zhuang open his eyes in the school. Their vision of scholars is different from ours. Just look at San Zhuang. He has been studying for the longest time. Look at him now, There is still the rustic look of farmers all over the body. Besides, we are not short of that money. It is not fair for all the children to study and let Si Zhuang stay at home. Besides, Si Zhuang and his classmates are all scholars. Those who become successful and famous may also be able to make us stronger in the future."

Letting Zhang Bao say this, Da Zhuang stopped thinking about wanting Si Zhuang not to study.The third son of their family, when they go out now, people say that they are bookish, and they look like they are educated.

In the yard, I met Si Zhuang who was looking around with his head tilted. Si Zhuang asked Zhang Bao nervously, "Sister-in-law, sir, what did you say?"