Xu Qing didn't know how well Jiang He slept. Anyway, he had a good night's sleep and slept until dawn.
The spring bed was uncomfortable … It was only uncomfortable for one person to sleep on. The bed Jiang He had slept on for a long time was equivalent to one and a half people sleeping on it.
Xu Qing was very satisfied. When he woke up, it was almost nine o 'clock. He rarely got up an hour late. Jiang He didn't disturb him. It seemed to be a tacit understanding that neither of them would wake the other up in the morning.
It was probably because when Jiang He first came, he slept until nine or ten o 'clock every day. At that time, he developed a habit. Later on, they got up earlier and earlier, but they still didn't wake each other up.
Jiang He had finished practicing and was staring at the computer desktop … He didn't know how long he had been staring. When Xu Qing went out, he saw the desktop. If he guessed correctly, it should have been changed a few seconds ago.
He didn't know what strange things he was studying so early in the morning.
This behavior made Xu Qing more aware of Jiang He's growth. According to the modern growth model, she was probably a teenage girl with her own little secrets.
"The porridge is in the pot." Jiang He reminded him. He paused for a while before operating the computer.
"Have you eaten?"
"Not yet. I'm waiting for you."
"In the future, you can eat by yourself first or wake me up."
"I'm not in a hurry."
Xu Qing didn't comment. Nine o 'clock was not too late. Usually, he had breakfast at eight o' clock.
He yawned and went to the bathroom to take a leak. Then he came out to wash up. After everything was done, he scooped porridge with Jiang He and ate breakfast with pickles.
At first, they bought the pickles in a bag at the supermarket. Occasionally, there were some hard roots and skin in the bag, which affected the taste. It was like dry firewood that couldn't be chewed. Although it was good to eat with the porridge, it was still a little uncomfortable. Later, Xu Qing bought a big white radish and tried to pickle it by himself. Unexpectedly, it was not bad.
As a result, Jiang He also learned how to make it. He also researched and improved it. He cut the white radish into small strips, sprinkled some salt on it, squeezed the water out, and then added a layer of chili, ginger, garlic, and a layer of radish. When it was done, it was crispy and delicious. A mouthful of porridge and a mouthful of salted vegetables.
"The ones cooked by myself are much more delicious than those bought." Xu Qing picked the old ones from the bottom of the plate and ate them.
After the old ones were eaten up, the new ones would also become the old ones. Then, Jiang He would add new ones, and there would be endless descendants.
"Where we come from, the food we buy is better than the food we make ourselves."
"There's such a strange thing?"
"This place is the strange one." Jiang He was puzzled. "Why would anyone buy something that tastes even better than what you cook yourself? It would have been replaced by someone with good craftsmanship a long time ago."
Xu Qing held the bowl in his hand and was speechless for a moment. After thinking for a moment, he said, "… What you said really makes sense."
"Then why hasn't anyone replaced them?"
"This is a profound question. There are many aspects that I can't answer even if you ask me."
Even if Xu Qing knew how to make a simple salted vegetable, when she lived alone, she would still go to the supermarket to buy it in a bag. She would rather endure the flaws in the bag than buy a radish to make it herself.
"Are you thinking that you can make it better than them so that you can sell it and replace them?" Xu Qing looked at her and asked.
"I thought about it for a while, but it definitely won't work," Jiang He admitted. "If it works, we should be able to buy very good food."
"Yes, that's right."
Xu Qing was happy that she could come to this conclusion.
Although she was limited by her knowledge and there were still some things she didn't understand, she had already mastered a higher level of thinking and had a complete and clear logic.
She wouldn't be stupid enough to think that her salted vegetables were better and would sell better.
"This isn't like setting up a stall on the street. If you can do better than the customers next to you in the street, you can naturally replace them and replace them. Those who don't do well won't survive. This logic is correct."
"Then what's wrong?"
"This thing isn't necessary. It's just that some people occasionally want to eat it, so they buy some for instant noodles or to go with breakfast. If you want to ensure a living, you have to sell it in large quantities and expand the market. You can't survive on just one street."
Xu Qing crunched on the radish and didn't say anything else. He waited for her to think.
After a moment of silence, Jiang He frowned and said, "They can sell it in various supermarkets and don't have to push it out themselves. Is this their confidence?"
"Yes … confidence isn't used correctly. In the end, the product will still be chosen by the market."
Xu Qing was already full at this time. Wiping his mouth, he put down the bowl and explained, "Simply put, if you want to expand the market, you have to ensure the supply, production, storage, transportation and sales in the middle … All of these add up to a very high cost. For a salted vegetable, it isn't worth that high price. You can only reduce the cost and build an assembly line, so the quality will drop. This is a matter of no choice. With the same price, you can only compete to see whose profit is lower and whose food is better within the same cost range."
"…"
It was Jiang He's first time coming across this concept. For a moment, she felt like she understood something, but at the same time, she didn't seem to have learned anything.
"Other than that, there are also customer needs. People who want to buy salted vegetables in supermarkets, some who want to save time and effort, some who want to try it occasionally, and some who are temporarily embarrassed and can only eat steamed buns and salted vegetables … People like you and I who cook for ourselves are not their target customers. What we don't think tastes good is not a problem for others, or they can even tolerate it."
Seeing that she was full, Xu Qing stood up to clean up the dishes and continued, "Simply put, don't treat your needs as other people's needs.
If you don't want to make those delicious and inexpensive salted vegetables, you can only go to those small shops to find them. Some of them sell salad and the like, but they are sold as side products. They are weighed by the weight and made very carefully, almost the same as what we make ourselves. Their target customers are you and me. "
"So it's that complicated?" Jiang He came back to her senses.
She originally thought that the delicious salted vegetables were better than those that didn't taste good, and that it was easier to make money.
"There are more complicated things, such as economics, packaging, operation … It also involves the company and capital. A bag of salted vegetables that costs 50 cents can be delivered here from thousands of miles away. This in itself is not simple."
Jiang He leaned against the kitchen door and watched Xu Qing wash the dishes at the sink. After a moment of silence, she faintly sighed, "Nothing is easy …"
"Actually, it's easy. If you open an online store and sell to one person, you can save a lot of trouble. But there are other problems, such as how to compete with others, how to expose your store, how to attract customers … How should I put it? When you first came here, I told you that this is a world where you rely on your brain to make money."
Xu Qing was very patient. Such an ancient semi-illiterate person could be relied on. All he needed to do was to cook and clean in peace and not use his brain. But he couldn't not use his brain. He had to be smart.
Choosing to live an ordinary life and having to live an ordinary life were two different experiences. It was also the difference between happiness and misfortune.
"That's why I want you to read more and think more. You don't have to be so anxious to make money … Of course, this is just my suggestion. I won't force you to make money. I just hope that you can live a better life."
"How good is living a better life?" Jiang He had a complicated look in her eyes.
Back then, the Second Mother also said something similar. She said to live a better life and live a better life.
Was it just because she liked it? Everything in the world had to be exchanged with equal value. Xu Qing's constant kindness made her a little uneasy.
"That depends on you."
Xu Qing smiled. What did she mean by living a better life? Wasn't it just cats eating fish, dogs eating meat, and Ultraman beating up small monsters?
"There's a saying called 'looking at the sky from the bottom of the well'. You only know how big the outside world is when you climb up to the mouth of the well. Whether you like the scenery outside and leave your comfort zone, or go back to the well after seeing the prosperity outside, everyone chooses a better life for themselves."
He hoped that Jiang He could live a life where she understood that if she wanted freedom after seeing the prosperity, he could let her go.
If he liked someone, selfishness and selflessness would always coexist and contradict each other.
"I'm also afraid that if I deceive you, it'll be over if you want to climb out in the future. Now that I've made it clear, at least I won't feel too guilty for tricking you into my bed."
Xu Qing's words changed, and he sounded so righteous.
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