"Selling newspapers, selling newspapers!" The newspaper boy got up early in the morning to peddle his scooter. There was a basket in front of the scooter filled with newspapers.
There were also some who delivered newspapers on bicycles. No matter what, they all ran to school after eight in the morning for lessons.
There were no more shoeshine children either. They could only be seen at night after school or on Sundays.
The children studied very hard. Not only were they learning knowledge, but they also had an extra burden to earn money for their families.
It didn't matter to the children of rich families, but the children of ordinary families, especially the girls, would be brought home to work if they couldn't earn money from their studies.
In the neighborhood, the children of other families went to school in the morning and left at night to get a 'scholarship' for their families.
Because they didn't study hard, they didn't earn as much as the scholarship. They were also tired. Was studying more tiring than this? The key was that they couldn't lift their heads.
The children who sold newspapers and shined shoes earned two sets of money. They knew how hard it was to earn money. They could study and earn money. They worked harder than the children of rich families.
Normally, they shouldn't eat too much for dinner. They would eat as much as they could at school. After eating, they would shine their shoes. When no one was shining their shoes, they would continue to study under the 'street lamp'.
Usually, they would choose to read in the open space in front of the Vermilion Bird Gate. The lights there were the brightest. Under the Imperial City.
Or they would take the free bus to the Li Family Zhuangzi Street in the south of the city. It was also bright there.
There were also students whose family conditions weren't good enough. They would read with the children. If there were any questions they didn't know, they could ask them at any time.
There were even students who taught children at night. It was free. They could learn new things by reviewing the past.
In addition, they could let others see that they were virtuous.
Now, the students who were going to take the exam all understood that the things they memorized weren't important. They were in the current affairs newspapers.
If they wanted to be an official, they had to be familiar with the people's lives. If they wanted to be valued, they had to be virtuous.
If they didn't know the knowledge, they could learn it. If they weren't virtuous, they wouldn't want them. If they passed the imperial examination, they would arrange an idle position. No, they would let them wait to be assigned. Just wait!
"Xiao Yi, I was the first to stand up and support you in the morning assembly that day. Take care of Zhao Changnu."
After breakfast, when Li Yi was preparing to bring the nurses and disciples to practice on death row prisoners, Bi Goo didn't go to Zhuangzi's political hall and ran to him.
"Old Bi, are you going to use favors like this?" Li Yi looked at Bi Gou in confusion.
"What favor? I'm just here to ask. Noodles are considered a tertiary industry. The Ministry of Revenue is in charge, but the profits are getting smaller and smaller. "Bi Goo was stunned for a moment before he told them about the Ministry of Revenue.
The mention of the Ministry of Revenue was an official matter. It had nothing to do with personal favors, unless he used this favor on official matters.
"Is the overall profit smaller or the profit ratio smaller? The reason why the profit ratio is small is that the cost has not been reduced. The overall profit is low, and it is the problem of the sales volume. "
Li Yi raised two fingers. To put it bluntly, profit was very simple.
"Both. The cost is even higher than Zhangsun Xin's. He's just a relative of the Ministry of Revenue. He used to sell noodles all the time. His cost is lower than that of the Ministry of Revenue."
Bi Goo seemed very sad when he talked about this matter. He couldn't compare with the Li Family Zhuangzi, but he was actually worse than a relative.
"Why?" Li Yi didn't believe that Bi Goo wouldn't investigate.
"He has business connections. Not only does he sell noodles, but he also sells black bread and cakes. The cakes have honey and sugar. After they are dried, they can last for a long time. They are like sun-dried buns."
Bi Goo indeed knew the reason. Zhangsun Xin was matching the sales. It looked like a set of things were cheap, but in fact, the profit ratio of noodles was higher.
He used other things to support the sales of noodles. The other things didn't have an accurate value, so the price of noodles was about the same.
"His four aides are really amazing! They just need to set up a subsidiary company and then go public! The Ministry of Revenue! "Li Yi found something interesting.
To others, Zhangsun Xin's operation was perfect and amazing.
In his eyes, it was still far from enough. He could continue to improve.
"Xiao Yi, you really know. Why didn't you write it in the book? What's a subsidiary company and going public? "
Bi Goo thought that he had discovered a huge secret. Xiao Yi was hiding it!
"The industrial chain and deep processing, there's no introduction in the book? Old Bi, go back and read. Don't waste my time. I have a surgery here to practice.
Actually, it's not practice. He was indeed sick. He originally wanted to perform cardiovascular surgery.
Now it's become bile duct stenosis and dilation surgery. It's everyone's first time doing it. Don't affect my mood. "
Li Yi could compromise on other things, but he would not agree to this.
"What's written in the book is different from the actual operation. There's a problem with your writing."
Bi Goo had read the book before. When it came to the specific aspects, it did not seem to match.
"I didn't even dare to say which part of the module I wrote about Jiangnan West Road and other places can be used. You found a direct location in the book? Is there such a good book? "
Li Yi was even more surprised. Shouldn't the knowledge in the book be used flexibly after learning it? Did the book directly tell you how to do it? Why haven't I encountered such a book?
"It's not the book's problem. It's how the Ministry of Revenue makes money now." Bi Goo's face was not red.
"Under the same conditions, state-owned enterprises really can't beat private enterprises!" Li Yi shook his head.
At that time, state-owned enterprises relied on various policies and welfare systems.
For the same local government project, private enterprises and state-owned enterprises competed. The private enterprise offered a lower price than the state-owned enterprise, and the state-owned enterprise won the bid.
The private enterprise went to the city next to it to do the same project through bribery.
In the end, they found that the quality of the state-owned enterprise's project was not as good as the private enterprise next to it. The state-owned enterprise shirked responsibility and outsourced.
Then, a group of experts jumped out and said that outsourcing was normal. Why? Because … Because …
In fact, the people did not care about outsourcing at all. The people wanted to ask why the state-owned enterprise could win the bid if the quality of the project was not good.
Now, the same thing happened in the Tang dynasty. People were overstaffed.
"Old Bi! There's another book with the reward and punishment mechanism. Go and take a look … "
"Just say the word. I'm old. My eyes are blurred from reading, and I don't … don't have the energy."
Bi Goo wanted to say that no doctor could treat him, but when he remembered that he had reading glasses, he could only change the reason.
"Change the person in charge and tell the others that whoever has the ability to make the tertiary industry of the Ministry of Revenue more profitable will be the head. Let's go! "
Li Yi said this and went into the hospital. He began to change his clothes and wash his hands.
"Isn't this an administrative problem? Do you think I don't know? Your Li Family Zhuangzi is not. "
Bi Goo turned around and walked back while muttering. Instantly, he was happy: "It doesn't count as asking Xiao Yi to return the favor, right?"
"Bi Zaifu, it's a sense of crisis. The people in the tertiary industry of the Ministry of Revenue feel that it's official. Some people don't think that it will be removed."
Xiao Lan's voice came. She had accompanied Princess Yongmu over for a stroll.
"Bi Zaifu, it's a sense of crisis. We're working very hard. We're afraid that we'll be taken care of." Taohong, who was next to him, echoed.
The fighting in the palace was too fierce. If you wanted to live, you had to step on others. If you slacked off, it would be a problem whether you could survive or not.
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