Chang Yan's words opened another path for Jiang Sheng.
Sometimes, price reduction is not the only promotion method, giving gifts can also be used.
It seems that I am going to the county tomorrow to buy some nice ribbons with floral patterns on them. These two are particularly popular among the aunts, and they will definitely sell well when paired with a coat.
After figuring everything out, Jiang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief. The crisis of grabbing business was finally over, and she also grew wiser.
Jiang Sheng didn't notice until he had rested at night.
Even the eldest brother Xu Mo couldn't think of something, why the fifth brother is so smart.
He seemed to be at ease and already knew what to do.
He understands people's hearts so thoroughly.
For example, he wanted to buy the cotton-padded clothes that the Zhang family bought for twelve cents with eleven cents. He was not greedy for the advantage of that penny, but wanted to make the Zhang family lose dozens of cents so that he could learn a lesson and not dare to steal business in the future.
For example, if you know how to use live people to advertise, for example if you know that you can use gifts to maintain the price of fourteen cents, even if your aunt who bought a gray cotton jacket before is not convinced, at the worst, you can give her a flower to make your aunt smile.
The more Jiang Sheng thought about it, the more he admired Fifth Brother's intelligence.
But didn’t he lose his memory?
With doubts in his mind, Jiang Sheng fell asleep.
The next day, Fang Heng took her to the county to buy flower headbands and sold them as gifts when they returned to the village. Although some people thought the fourteen-cent gray cotton-padded jacket was expensive, more people bought it, including aunts from several villages away. They all came over to pick, which saved them from moving.
Within a few days, the gray cotton-padded jackets and floral cotton-padded jackets were all gone.
Jiang Sheng gave the remaining floral cotton-padded jacket that had been worn by Chang Yan to Aunt Zhang when Wen Zhiyun came to change the dressing.
Aunt Zhang was very happy and asked for money while holding a floral cotton-padded jacket.
Jiang Sheng smiled and said, "Auntie doesn't have much money either. Let's keep it for spending money. Uncle Zhou spent a lot of money on his legs."
This is true. Zhou Zhiqiang sprained his foot and lay there for a full month and a half. Including the cost of consultation and dressing, the total cost was fifty-one cents.
This was a huge sum for a banker, and it made Aunt Zhou lie in bed so distressed that she could not recover for several days.
"How can that be done?" Aunt Zhang didn't want to take advantage of the child, so she forced ten cents into Jiang Sheng's hand, "Auntie only has this, good boy, take it."
Jiang Sheng had no choice but to hold it in his arms and try to find a reason to return it.
Return to the ruined temple.
Wen Zhiyun was changing the dressing on Xu Mo's leg. Jiang Sheng came over to take a look, but he couldn't tell that he was tall and ugly. Fortunately, she still had something to say, "When will brother's legs be able to walk on the ground?"
Xu Mo smiled and said, "Xiaosi said I can do it today."
This is a great thing. Jiang Sheng opened his eyes wide. The fourth brother was really good at hiding things, and he didn't even let the news out at all.
She absolutely refused to admit that she was obsessed with making money during this period and ignored her elder brother.
After Wen Zhiyun removed the branch, re-sterilized it and applied medicinal powder, he helped Xu Mo get down to feel it.
"You may feel a little weak because of muscle degeneration, but if it hurts, don't persist," he warned.
Xu Mo nodded. As soon as he put his hand on Wen Zhiyun, he remembered something again and replaced it with Zheng Ruqian who was further away.
Wen Zhiyun's face immediately turned red.
Fortunately, Xu Mo was delicate and explained in time, "Xiao Si, you are weak and I am afraid that I will fall on you."
The ruddy face of Wen Zhiyun turned pale again. If possible, he did not want to be weak or coquettish like a girl.
Sometimes he feels that his brothers treat him more cautiously than they treat his sister.
This is not what Wen Zhiyun wants. He wants to be a man, a man who can stand upright and protect his sister.
After making sure that Xu Mo didn't feel pain when he fell to the ground and could move slowly, Wen Zhiyun walked out of the ruined temple and came to the back of the house in the leeward direction.
Fang Heng was training in the sun with his bare arms, tossing and turning, picking and chopping.
Although his frame is still small, it does not affect his murderous aura and his desire to cut his opponent into pieces.
By the time Fang Heng finished one set, he was already out of breath.
Wen Zhiyun handed over a handkerchief.
Fang Heng waved his hand, picked up the clothes on the ground, rubbed them randomly twice, and put them on again, "Why is Xiaosi here?"
"Third brother, I..." Wen Zhiyun gritted his teeth, "I want to learn kung fu from you."
"I want to become stronger, and I don't want people to think I'm weak and therefore accommodate me."
Fang Heng was stunned. He didn't expect that his brother, who was out of breath when running, would have such an ambition. He immediately became interested and said, "Okay, I'll teach you how to do it first."
He made a gesture, and Wen Zhiyun followed suit.
"Put your hips down, then down again, straighten your arms, yes, standard, hold on for half an hour."
A quarter of an hour later, Wen Zhiyun fainted.
Fang Heng was dumbfounded, picked up his fourth brother with his backhand, and rushed back to the ruined temple.
Xu Mo was still standing. He no longer needed anyone's support. He was about to take two steps by himself when a whirlwind suddenly came in, and then he saw Fang Heng placing Wen Zhiyun on the straw.
"Third brother, what's wrong with fourth brother?" Jiang Sheng jumped over and everyone was shocked, "Did you knock fourth brother out?"
Fang Heng simply couldn't argue, "I didn't...it was Xiaosi. He said he would learn kung fu from me and just do a horse stance..."
Forget it, no more explanation.
He rushed to the stove, found still warm water in the pot, scooped out half a bowl, and held it to feed Wen Zhiyun.
But he was used to carrying swords, guns, swords and halberds, so how could he do such meticulous work? He poured half a bowl of water into it and almost choked his fourth brother to death.
Jiang Sheng rushed over and took the bowl away, "I'll do it. I'm afraid if I let the third brother feed me anymore, I will lose a brother."
Fang Heng blushed and hid in the corner.
Jiang Sheng took out a clean spoon, scooped out hot water one by one, and fed it into Wen Zhiyun's mouth.
Not long after, Wen Zhiyun opened his eyes leisurely.
When he saw Jiang Sheng feeding him, his cheeks flushed first, and then he felt embarrassed.
He originally learned kung fu to protect his sister, but turned around and asked his sister to feed him medicine. He is really a good-for-nothing brother.
Thinking of this, Wen Zhiyun stopped drinking water, staggered up and buried his head in the bed.
"Fourth brother." Jiang Sheng was stunned, "Fourth brother, what's wrong with you? Are you cold? Being cold doesn't cover your head. Your butt is still outside."
The person under the quilt looked like a maggot with a red face, and finally got into the bed with his whole body.
It's embarrassing, it's embarrassing.
Jiang Sheng put down his bowl and spoon without knowing why and looked at Zheng Ruqian.
Zheng Ruqian spread his hands and expressed that he didn't know.
Looking at Chang Yan, Chang Yan lowered his head and said nothing.
Jiang Sheng had no choice but to turn to Xu Mo, the eldest brother recognized as the smartest in the family.
"I think Xiaosi doesn't like how weak he is." Xu Mo pondered for a while and said slowly, "It's good to learn Kung Fu to strengthen your body, but Xiaosi, everyone is good at different things. You don't have to force Kung Fu. Once you have mastered your medical skills, you can still stand upright and protect others and yourself."
After Xu Mo finished speaking, the entire ruined temple fell silent.
Zheng Ruqian was the first to nod, patting his chest and saying, "I'm not as good as my brothers. I can't read, don't know Kung Fu, and I don't know much about medicine, but I can do business well."
Doing business and making money is the path Zheng Ruqian found for himself, so that he will not be compared with his brothers.
Fang Heng sighed, "Everyone has their own strengths. I know kung fu because I have been practicing it since I was a child. I come from a family like this. I know nothing but this, and I am afraid that you will dislike me."
Xu Mo also said quietly, "I can only read some sages' books, but it's useless. Sometimes I envy Xiaosi, who can cure diseases and save people, and can make a living from it."
After the three of them finished talking, Jiang Sheng felt melancholy.
"I don't have anything. My second brother is with me when doing business. I don't know Kung Fu, reading, or medical skills." The little girl raised her head and wailed, "It turns out that the most useless person is myself."
As she spoke, she did not forget to glance at Chang Yan, "Fifth brother is at least good-looking. I am not even as good as him."
Long banquet, "..."
Seeing that Jiang Sheng was about to burst into tears, Wen Zhiyun timidly came out and held her hand tightly, "Jiang Sheng, don't worry, I will always be with you."
"I can do it too," Zheng Ruqian responded.
"Me too." Fang Heng was not to be outdone.
"Of course there is me." Xu Mo smiled, "We will stay with my sister, always."
"Always, always." Chang Yan said softly.
This is an agreement.
Never void.
