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During this time, Zhao Dayong had a hard time.

Following Jiang Mo's example, he started to engage in activities and offer special prices.

The effect was very good, and everyone came to support him. His items sold faster than Jiang Mo's, and they were sold out in almost two days!

The goods that had been hoarded in the canteen were all sold out at once, Zhao Dayong was overjoyed.

He went home with the money and counted it happily.

But this number is dumbfounded.

Why!How could I lose so much!

He ran errands hard before, and later worked as a vegetable vendor to collect vegetables. He finally saved 2000 yuan of capital to open a small shop.

Renting the storefront, doing renovations, connecting water and electricity, all of which cost hundreds of dollars in total.

The canteen was booming when it first opened, and it took almost 300 yuan in just ten days. But at that time, everyone bought a lot of daily necessities. He was afraid that it would not be enough, so he took the 300 yuan to the county to buy the goods again.

There is still no penny left in the pocket, but it is full of goods from a canteen!

Why did he sell out all the goods? He spent nearly 2000 yuan to buy the goods, and now he has returned to his pocket for less than 200 yuan! ! !

How could there be so much less! ! !

Zhao Dayong felt dizzy, pressed his temples, and breathed heavily. He must have counted wrongly, and he must have been too tired during this period, so his brain was not working.

Just when his parents called him to eat, Zhao Dayong staggered and dragged his tired feet to the dining table, looking at the corn buns and radish pickles, he lost his appetite.

"Why do you just eat this? You don't even have any oil, how can you eat this?" Zhao Dayong complained, seeing that his parents, brothers and sisters-in-law were all eating deliciously, he directly pressed the chopsticks on the table.

"I won't eat." He walked into his room with an empty stomach.

After hearing it, my parents and elder brother and sister-in-law were all complaining.

"Eat home food every day, use home food, the canteen is so prosperous, but they don't take a penny from home, do we really owe him?"

Zhao Dayong paused, clutching his painful chest, feeling uncomfortable.

Did they think that he didn't want to take the money he made and bring it back to improve his family's life?

He ran errands every day, and when he was a vegetable vendor, he thought about it. When he had his own shop and his business stabilized, he would let his family eat meat every meal!

But the money he saved so hard now is only 200 yuan left!

The 200 yuan can't even buy anything. The canteen has everything, so people come in to buy it.

But he... what else can he sell!

Why buy meat for the family, he can't even manage his own small shop, it's going to close down!

With tears in his eyes, Zhao Dayong counted the money over and over again.

He didn't make a mistake in counting, just that little, because there were too many gross votes and split votes, so it seemed that there were so many.

In fact, not much money at all!

Obviously he did it like Jiang Mo did, so why did he lose money?

Zhao Dayong really didn't understand that Jiang Mo's activities seemed to be losing money, but he didn't lose money, and he and Qi Ye happily went to the provincial capital to buy goods.

He did the same activities, but because he was impatient, he put all the activities in one day. What's the difference?

Every sleepless night of tossing and turning, Zhao Dayong was crazily thinking about this question.

Thinking that he was broken, but he found that he never seemed to be able to figure out why.

He even bangs his head against the wall!I can't even think of that!

Jiang Mo and Qi Ye returned to the town. At the entrance of their small store, Qi Ye took out the key and opened the door. The dark clouds and snow inside kept shaking their tails through the glass door.

They only went to the provincial capital for two days, and Wuyun Taxue had food and drink at home, so there was no problem.

Originally, the two of them thought they would stay a few days longer when they were going to visit their uncle in the provincial capital, so they gave Luo Ping the spare key of the canteen, and asked her to come and visit Wuyuntaxue every other day or two, and change food and water.

Jiang Mo and Qi Ye didn't expect that they would come back so soon without seeing their uncle, and it was impossible to say they didn't regret it.

The two of them came back in the truck that delivered goods to the canteen, or the car driven by the carriage brother. They went to various factories where they purchased goods and loaded up the goods that Qi Ye ordered yesterday, and they just returned to the town in the big truck. .

The eldest brother helped Qi Ye unload the goods, and put them outside the store. Qi Ye will put everything on the shelves later, and the commissary can start business again tomorrow.

Qi Ye refused to ask Jiang Mo to help, fearing that she would be tired, so he asked her to go up to rest.

He blushes now when he sees Jiang Mo. Every move of Jiang Mo, even a look in his eyes, makes him feel flustered and blood surges.

Standing beside Jiang Mo will only make his hands and feet stiff, but the speed of unloading and loading will be much slower.

At this moment, a crying figure suddenly rushed over from not far away.

"Brother Qi Ye! Sister-in-law! You have to save me! Please help me!" If it wasn't Zhao Dayong, who else could it be?

This time I will know Brother Hua again and start to be polite.

"Brother Qi Ye! My canteen can't keep going! Please help me! Otherwise, I will go bankrupt!" Zhao Dayong was so anxious that he twitched.

"...I really don't understand why you can make money when you engage in activities, but I lose nothing when I engage in activities?" Zhao Dayong panted heavily, crying clearly.

The man did not shed tears, but he did not go to the sad place.

But these two days, he was so sad that he didn't know how many tears he secretly wiped under the blanket.

Jiang Mo looked at him in extreme pain, and only sneered and said two words, "It deserves it."

Zhao Dayong was taken aback by the scolding, and then he slapped himself, "Yes! I deserve it! Sister-in-law, please help me! I can't live anymore. I earned a total of 200 yuan from the shop. Money, how can I continue to do business!"

Jiang Mo twitched her lips, "Now you know you can't just imitate others, right?"

Zhao Dayong nodded quickly, "I know! I was wrong! I don't dare anymore! Sister-in-law, I won't learn from you in the future. Can you please guide me, what should I do in the future?"

"Cold salad." Jiang Mo would not help him, with high eyes, snorted and said, "There is no one in the world who regrets taking medicine. Let me tell you the truth, with my Qi Ye's small shop, your small shop will close down sooner or later."

"...It's better to close the door early and stop the loss in time. You should change your career as soon as possible." Jiang Mo said very bluntly, because he saw Zhao Dayong crying so badly, a big man, his eyes were almost swollen into walnut bags, so it's not ashamed to lose face.

When Zhao Dayong heard Jiang Mo say this so bluntly, he suddenly felt that all his hard work before was going to be in vain.

He held back his tears and sniffed desperately, "Sister-in-law, at least let me understand! Why do you make money, but I lose like this? Is it possible that I, Zhao Dayong, are so bad?"

"Yeah, who made you uneducated and ignorant." Jiang Mo sneered, not afraid to poke Zhao Dayong's sadness, and not tactful, just pierced his heart like this, "For example, my big turntable, I use it The most important thing is the probability algorithm, which makes customers feel that it is a good deal, and they all look forward to the big prize, but in fact, only a small number of people have the probability of winning the big prize.”

"...And the probability of me making money is far greater than the probability of losing money from the exchange coupons or lottery tickets I gave." Jiang Mo shrugged coldly, "What about you? You didn't even notice it? The grid on my big turntable is Each has its own size, but yours is not. You just draw a grid randomly, thinking that it will be the same as the prize I set up? It’s terrible to be uneducated.”

Zhao Dayong seemed to be listening to a scripture from heaven.

What, what probability algorithm?He didn't like reading, and he only graduated from the third grade of elementary school. He couldn't understand what Jiang Mo was saying at all.

Jiang Mo was in a good mood today, so he talked nonsense with Zhao Dayong.

Zhao Dayong became more and more confused, and finally his eyes widened like copper bells, and his mouth opened as if he could stuff an egg.

He found that he could hear every word Jiang Mo said, but he really couldn't understand a single word together!

He also completely understood that it is impossible to win back a city, even if Jiang Mo is willing to teach him, he doesn't understand!

This daughter-in-law, Qi Ye, is really married to the right one. Not only is she beautiful, but she is also so smart, it's simply too scary.

Zhao Dayong felt that compared with Qi Ye, he was not inferior to Qi Ye in terms of looks and height. In other areas, he was no worse than Qi Ye.

The only downside is that he doesn't have such a good wife as Qi Ye!

After crying and begging, Zhao Dayong realized that he had been trampled into the mud.

He can't compare!

He still had 200 yuan in his pocket, but he no longer had the courage to open a small shop opposite Qi Ye.

Jiang Mo is right, he is looking for a dead end.

After being slapped in the face, Zhao Dayong walked home while wiping his tears.

He wants to take the 200 yuan in his pocket to marry a wife!

It's time for him, Zhao Dayong, to marry a wife.

If one is lucky enough to be able to marry such a fairy-like cash cow wife like Qi Ye, then what is there to worry about in this life? !

Thinking of this, Zhao Dayong's pace of going home quickened a bit.

Tomorrow... no, today, from today on, let his mother and sisters-in-law go to see his wife for him!

After mercilessly rejecting Zhao Dayong's request to work with them, Zhao Dayong ran away with a deep foot and a shallow foot.

Jiang Mo twitched the corners of her mouth indifferently, and went upstairs to rest.

After washing up, she took another bath. After two days of toil in the provincial capital, her bones were softened by the bath, and soon she fell into a deep sleep on the bed.

The bed on the other side seemed to be empty all night.

Qi Ye worked downstairs all night, arranging all the goods overnight.

How else can you say that young people are full of energy?

Qi Ye didn't sleep all night, and stayed at the counter all morning. When he went up to cook and asked Jiang Mo to sit by the counter for a while, he was still full of energy, and there was no sleepiness in his dark eyes .

Jiang Mo couldn't help asking him curiously, "Qi Ye, aren't you sleepy?"

Qi Ye shook his head, he felt as if a fire was burning in his body, he wanted to open the canteen better, remembering what she taught him at dusk yesterday...

His face was red again, and he went upstairs to cook.

Jiang Mo was sitting on the counter, looking out with her chin propped up, while Qi Ye was cooking on it. At the moment, there was no one coming from the commissary, so she sat here and felt free.

It happened that Luo Ping was off the night shift and came shopping, and she had dark circles under her eyes.

She is not like Qi Ye, she feels haggard after staying up all night, she is not as energetic as Qi Ye, and continues to live like a normal person.

Luo Ping came to take a look, and was going to add some food to Wuyun Taxue, but she didn't expect Jiang Mo and Qi Ye to come back so soon.

She chatted with Jiang Mo for a while, and when Qi Ye's food was ready, she just called Luo Ping to eat together.

Qi Ye brought the food down to eat. He basically made three dishes and one soup. He was afraid that there would be too few dishes for Jiang Mo's liking.

The main dish is fish with pickled cabbage.

The fish was killed and brought back from a fish stall not far away. It was served with home-made pickled sauerkraut that Wang Yougen’s family sold here, and sprinkled with a handful of green onion. The soup was slightly sour and appetizing. Fragrant, just this dish is very good.

The vegetarian dishes are basically made by him with the dishes in the store. He fried a plate with fried tofu and green vegetables, which is very refreshing.

There is also a plate of choy sum with minced garlic. The tenderest part of the core of the green vegetables is peeled off, and it is fried with minced garlic, which is very fragrant.

The soup is a relatively common pea sprout soup. It is spring, and it is fashionable to eat this.

Set up a small table in front of the store, put three benches, and the three of them ate around the small table.

It smells so good, people passing by can't help but look at it more, smell it more, and some stop to ask.

"Boss, why do your vegetables look so tender?"

"Boss, your minced garlic smells so good."

"Boss, your sauerkraut tastes so good, it makes my mouth water."

Qi Ye's good craftsmanship is the best advertisement for the canteen.

As soon as everyone heard that these dishes were sold in the store, they couldn't help but go in and buy the dishes that were going to be eaten tonight. Seeing that these dishes were beautifully prepared and ready for dinner, everyone thought that they would eat them when they went back tonight. Make it and taste it, I'm hungry!

After eating like this, the number of customers suddenly increased. They all looked at their meals and couldn't help buying the same dishes, planning to go back to make the same ones at night.

Qi Ye occasionally got up and went to the counter to pay customers.

Jiang Mo chatted with Luo Ping.

While chatting for some reason, they talked about Luo Ping's stay at the guest house.

According to Luo Ping, now that there is an individual economy, some people have started to open private guest houses, stealing a lot of business from state-run guest houses.

After all, those people put their money into their own pockets, and of course they worked harder than Luo Ping and the others who were earning dead wages.

Of course people would like to pay less money and live in better hostels.

Therefore, the efficiency of Luo Ping's guest house is getting worse and worse.

Sometimes Luo Ping stays all night without even a single guest, and she feels tired and has no sense of accomplishment.

Luo Ping looked at Qi Ye who was always getting up and sitting down again, very busy but very devoted, and couldn't help but said: "Jiang Mo, I wonder if you are too busy here? Do you still need help?"

Somewhat unexpectedly, Jiang Mo put down the spoon she was drinking, and looked at Luo Ping.

Luo Ping clutched the corner of her clothes awkwardly, "No, I just asked casually, if you don't lack people, just pretend I don't—"

"It's missing, why isn't it missing." Jiang Mo pursed her lips, and looked at Qi Ye with a hint, "Look at him, he placed the goods all night yesterday. He is just working hard, exhausted every day I don't even know how to take a break, I really think my body is made of iron. If you come to help, Qi Ye will definitely be able to relax a lot."

Jiang Mo actually thought about finding a helper for Qi Ye when the canteen first opened.

He is too busy to stay in the store every day. Sometimes he has to buy goods, sometimes he has to do some errands, and sometimes he has to come up to cook and do some work. No one in the store is watching.

Jiang Mo never thought of working hard for herself. She married Qi Ye to be the wife of the richest man in the future to enjoy the blessings, and she didn't come to work for him.

Jiang Mo never thought of asking Luo Ping before, because Luo Ping's job was, after all, an iron rice bowl, and she couldn't make Luo Ping give up.

It's just that she didn't expect that Luo Ping would voluntarily give up a job that was regarded as a solid job by others, and was willing to come to this small canteen.

When Luo Ping heard Jiang Mo agreeing, she breathed a sigh of relief, curled up the corner of her mouth and said with a smile: "Great, I think it's interesting for you to open a small shop, much more interesting than a guest house."

"...The work of the guest house is an iron rice bowl? Yes, although it is an iron rice bowl, who can guarantee that it will not be able to continue working that day? It's better to have real skills yourself, like you and Qi Ye, at any time. If you don’t go hungry, you can live a good life.” Luo Ping sincerely sighed with envy.

She watched Qi Ye and Jiang Mo start from living in a hostel with careful planning, then run errands, grow chili peppers, and now open this thriving canteen.

It was also because of Jiang Mo that she had the courage to kick off that scumbag husband and live a different life.

She sincerely thanked Jiang Mo, admired Jiang Mo, and yearned silently in her heart to become someone like Jiang Mo.

Just start from the canteen in front of you.

Jiang Mo pursed her lips, picked up the boiled water next to her and clinked glasses with Luo Ping, "Okay, then you are welcome to join, and I will let Qi Ye discuss salary with you later, and I will definitely not treat you badly."

Luo Ping's face was flushed, and she couldn't hide the excitement on her face, "Salary is not important, I'm very happy to let me join, really."

"Then how can it be unimportant, I have to ask Qi Ye to pay you more salary, at least let you quit your job." Jiang Mo blinked and said to Luo Ping, "You follow Qi Ye to study hard, and when the time comes At that time, when you have saved enough capital, you can also open a small store! Go to a town farther away to open it, isn’t your ex-husband Hong Jin coming back from the farm reform soon? Let him never find you again!”

"... Even if he finds you, he has to find that you have become a boss he can't afford! Earn money that he can't earn in his whole life, and make him regret and suffer forever!" Jiang Mo said viciously.

Luo Ping was amused by her, took a sip of the boiled water, and found it to be sweet.

She nodded heavily, "Okay! I will work hard! Follow you and study hard!"

This is her second time, because Jiang Mo has illuminated her life and filled her with hope for every day in the future.

These days, workers in factories can earn an average of 30 to 65 yuan a month.

Luo Ping works in the hostel, and usually gets 52 cents a month.

Qi Ye, on the other hand, was honest and generous, directly counting one hundred yuan a month to Luo Ping, and provided her with three meals a day.

Luo Ping also has her own residence in the town, a small bungalow of about ten square meters, which is enough for her daily living.

And Luo Ping's cooking skills are also good, whether it's her cooking or Qi Ye's cooking, Jiang Mo loves to eat.

Qi Ye also discussed with Luo Ping, he lives upstairs in the store, so he can get up early to open the store, or go to bed late to close the door, Luo Ping only needs to stay in the store from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm That's it.

Luo Ping doesn't have a watch, so the time won't be very accurate, she probably just counts it.

The job content is also relatively free, not very fixed, that is, tidying up the shelves, tidying up the sanitation, receiving customers, and being busy when there are sales promotions in the store. Usually, she and Qi Ye are two capable people to cope with it, which is more than enough .

And if Qi Ye went to the provincial capital to buy goods, Luo Ping's task would be a little heavier.

But Jiang Mo will be at home, if Luo Ping is too busy, she will come down to help.

Qiye's canteen has a very good business, and there are often discounts. Customers like to come here, unless they can't buy things here, they will go to the market or other places to buy.

Every time the goods imported from the provincial capital are sold out in almost half a month, everything is fine.

The only thing that worried Qi Ye was that the pile of linen could not be sold at all. At that time, there were so many linen that Qi Ye's small store couldn't fit them. He asked someone to drag them to a house in the countryside of Xifeng Village. So, please ask Wang Yougen to take care of it every now and then, take a look, ventilate and bask in the sun, so as not to prevent the fabric from becoming moldy or old.

Even so, he sells at most one or two pieces of linen in the store a month. This kind of cloth is more expensive than fine grain, but no one has heard of it, except for one or two wealthy people who like novelty. , no one cares about it at all.

In a blink of an eye, the sky gradually became hotter.

People on the street, as long as their families are a little more affluent, men must wear Zhenliang white shirts, and women must wear Zhenliang floral skirts, which makes them look luxurious and fashionable.

Spending money, of course, is to make people envious and amazed, say "wow, your house is in good condition, you can actually wear it" or deliberately show off "My son bought this shirt, tell him to let him wear it." Don't spend this unjustly money, you talk about him, if you insist on spending money recklessly, you really don't know how to live!", so that you will have face.

Who would pay a lot of money for this linen, and if it spreads, people will think you have no money at home, and wear a sack!

Qi Ye was really worried about this.

But since Jiang Mo bought the linen, she didn't take care of it anymore. She leisurely read books and watched TV every day, and seemed to have completely forgotten about it.

On this day, Qi Ye had just finished cleaning the cloth shelf area, and all the cloth sold well, except for the linen.

Thinking that he had spent 500 yuan, Qi Ye couldn't help frowning, thinking about how to sell these linens.

He didn't want to rely on his wife for everything, but to rely on her for advice.

His daughter-in-law worked so hard every day, and he didn't want her to be too tired.

Qi Ye thought hard, went upstairs to continue cleaning, and took a feather duster to pat the dust behind the sofa.

At this moment, he suddenly heard Jiang Mo exclaim, and she curled up on the sofa.

"What's wrong?" Qi Ye immediately threw the feather duster and ran over nervously.

Jiang Mo pointed at the TV with trembling fingertips, "Look."

Qi Ye followed Jiang Mo's gaze. On the TV, a man and a woman were gradually approaching... their lips met...

This hot scene immediately made Qi Ye turn his head away, he didn't dare to look at it any more, and even his face burned immediately.

He didn't expect that this would be shown on TV.

Jiang Mo snorted and remembered, "Qi Ye, you forgot what I taught you last time, right?"

Qi Ye's throat was dry, and he pursed his thin lips with difficulty, and his voice was hoarse for a moment, "No, I haven't forgotten."

"Really?" Jiang Mo raised her small face and half nestled on the sofa, "Then come here and try again."

Qi Ye hesitantly stepped forward, walked to her side, stretched out his scorching palm nervously, supported the back of her head, and bent down.

……

I do not know how long it has been.

Jiang Mo blushed, her eyes were watery, and she patted Qi Ye's chest vigorously.

The crimson lips mumbled out broken words, "Let go! Let go!"

Qi Ye let go of her slowly, and carefully observed her expression.

Jiang Mo was gasping for breath, and glared at Qi Ye with rolling eyes.

Does he not have to breathe?She was almost suffocating to death. Apart from blushing a little, there was nothing wrong with him?

Is he human? ! ! ! !

Jiang Mo was about to die of anger. If she hadn't punched him hard, he would still have held her tightly and wouldn't let go. He didn't know that her lung capacity was not so big, so she had to take a breath?

Jiang Mo leaned on the sofa softly, with the heat on her face, she couldn't help but use her hands as a small fan.

Qi Ye was still looking at her expectantly, "Just now... can I?"

Jiang Mo rolled his eyes, what's the matter, does he still think this kind of thing needs to be graded?

Looking at Qi Ye's seriously shining eyes, Jiang Mo snorted softly, and said softly: "No, you are not qualified, your performance is too bad."

Hearing what she said, a trace of grievance and loss really flashed in Qi Ye's dark pupils.

He tentatively asked, "What's wrong with me? I can change it."

Jiang Mo became even angrier, and silently turned her head away.

What is she going to say?

She can't say you for too long, kiss me so breathless!

It can't be said that you are simply too talented, just learn it once, and you can kiss a girl so softly, you are actually promising!

...Jiang Mo didn't speak, her beautiful and quiet side face was an expression of anger in Qi Ye's eyes.

She seemed more angry than ever.

He flustered and tugged at the corner of Jiang Mo's clothes, coaxing her carefully, "It's my fault, I will practice hard every night from now on... is that okay?"