What Xu Qingzhi never expected was that the initial seven milk orders turned into 32 after five days.
Xu Zijun came back from a monthly vacation and brought back the news that 56 of the 57 classmates in the class wanted to order fresh milk at home.
There is only one person left who is undecided, Xu Zijun who can drink milk for free.
Xu Qingzhi sat under the persimmon tree and watched her brother carrying his schoolbag. The young man's clear eyes seemed to be a little excited, and his tone of speaking the news was particularly serious.
His face seemed to be filled with pride that said, "I've made a lot of money."
Xu Fuqiang, carrying a hoe on his back, had just come back from the back mountain. He didn't even have time to go to the hut to put down the hoe. He asked uncertainly: "All your classmates want to order our milk?"
"Yes, Dad." Xu Zijun nodded affirmatively, "And I didn't consider that Dad would need gas and time to drive to deliver milk, so I ordered a bottle of milk for 19 yuan. Now there are so many people ordering, I think
Give some discounts to your classmates."
After saying that, Xu Zijun looked at his sister, "Okay? Sister."
When Xu Qingzhi first learned that her brother had set the price of a bottle of milk at 19 yuan, to be honest, she was a little surprised as to why it was set so high.
After all, her initial idea was very simple. There was too much milk to drink anyway, and her father was going to deliver milk to his brother, so he just gave some to his roommate. It didn’t matter if he had money or not. It was the last year of high school and the roommates had a good relationship.
Points are always good.
As a result, her brother unexpectedly ordered someone back for 19 yuan, and the person was really willing to buy it. It even got to the point where the whole class is now ordering milk!
Xu Qingzhi asked: "How much discount do you want?"
Xu Zijun grabbed his schoolbag and walked up to Xu Qingzhi with great interest. As if he had gone through a brainstorming session, he thought carefully and said: "With a 50% discount, a bottle will cost 18 yuan."
Xu Qingzhi: "..."
Hiss~
Xu Qingzhi suddenly remembered something.
Her brother's grades were very good when he was in junior high school. When she was in junior high school, she could never finish any summer homework or winter vacation homework. She had to wait until the last few days of the vacation to make up for it.
However, every time his brother comes back, he consciously does his homework and learns self-discipline like a learning machine.
Xu Qingzhi, who had just entered college at that time, had no homework and was really puzzled. She asked her brother, how could she be so diligent in studying to such an outrageous level?
Her brother picked up the calculator and did math problems without stopping. He muttered seriously: "When I go back to school, my classmates will copy my homework for 50 cents a time. If I don't finish it, I will lose money."
how much."
Xu Qingzhi: "Why don't they copy others, only yours?"
Xu Zijun held his head high: "I have good grades, but it's hard to make money. I have to keep good grades in the class, and only then will others be willing to copy my homework."
At this moment, Xu Qingzhi came back to her senses.
There is a feeling that with her brother's mind, it would be a pity not to be a profiteer (bushi) or to do business.
Xu Fuqiang has never had any opinions on these matters at home.
Xu Qingzhi only said: "It's up to you."
Xu Zijun felt even more responsible, "By the way, sister, the monitor of the liberal arts class of the senior high school next door also came to ask me, but I was afraid that there was not enough milk at home, so I didn't agree. How much milk can we have at home every day?"
"It's still the peak period. One cow can weigh more than 80 kilograms a day, and two cows can weigh almost 160 kilograms." Xu Qingzhi only said that the production of cows raised outside is not enough, and if it is not enough, the cows raised in the aura space can make up for it.
Now, almost all the milk produced by the cows in the aura space was drank up by the two little ones.
Even the poor crows only had one or two juicy mouthfuls.
If Xu Qingzhi didn't allow it, the two little guys would have wanted to suck it directly.