On the day Su Qingyang went to the private school, everyone got up early. The little guy was carrying a book bag, his eyes were bright and his spirits were flying.

In the end, Su's father and Xiao Qingxing, who insisted on sending him to a private school together.

Su's father was wearing new clothes, straightened his body, walking with the wind. He watched his youngest son go to a private school to study and be able to read, but when he thought that his son was better than him in the future, he would no longer have to dig food in the fields, he felt very excited.

At the door of the private school, Xiao Qingxing pulled her compatriot brother and refused to leave. Why didn’t the private school accept female students? I’m not stupider than my brother.

He pouted and looked at the school children entering the private school one by one, and his mouth was angry.

Su's father glanced at her and said to Qingyang: "Do you know that you have to study hard? It's not easy for you to have this opportunity. You have to study hard and teach your sister and sister so that they can learn the literature and keep their words as much as you."

Xiao Qingyang nodded heavily: "I will definitely study hard, don't worry, dad."

The little thing clenched his fists, light burst out in his eyes, and a fierce fighting spirit ignited in his chest.

Finally, Su's father and Xiao Qingxing watched him go in and then turned around.

From then on, Xiao Qingyang started his private school career.

When Xiao Qingxing arrived at Yang Weiwu Hall, she pouted and wanted to be separated from her twin brother for a day, which was very uncomfortable.

"Why is Xiao Qingxing unhappy today?" Master Ma asked her, holding Yaya, who was thrusting with her two thin and short legs excitedly.

"Brother, I went to a private school today." Xiao Qingxing said depressedly.

"You are not happy to go to a private school, brother? Isn't you back after school?"

"Master's wife, why don't private schools accept female students? I also want to study and recognize words."

Master Ma laughed. He handed Yaya over to Cui Yuying standing next to him, pulled Qingxing into his arms, and said, "It is their loss for them not to accept female students. Because they are afraid that girls will be smarter than boys, their men will be embarrassed."

"Ah, is that true?" Xiao Qingxing opened her mouth wide and looked at Master Ma in disbelief.

Cui Yuying looked at Master Ma helplessly, and the lady talked nonsense again, teaching the child badly.

Mrs. Ma nodded as if it were true: "Yes, they are men, they are afraid that women are smarter than them. They will lose face if they are smarter than them; they are not smarter than them, they are not happy, saying that rotten wood cannot be carved, and they also say that they are unwilling to be with women. Xiao Qingxing, you said, aren't it very annoying?"

Xiao Qingxing nodded heavily, clenched her fists and waved: "Well, it's so annoying! Why do men want that? Are women not allowed to be smarter than them?"

Master Ma smiled and said, "That's right. They are so thin-skinned that they are afraid of losing face."

"Hmph, small belly! Good or bad!"

"That's right, good or bad. Should Qingxing learn to recognize words from his teacher's wife? After recognizing words, we will quietly be smarter than them!"

"Yes! I also have to learn to recognize words! I want to understand the books in Brother Qiyou's room. I want to listen to stories, but when he practices calligraphy, I am afraid of disturbing him. If I recognize words by myself, I can read them by myself."

"Yes, we can read it ourselves, why do we need them to read it to us? When we can read it ourselves, we can buy the books we like to read in the future."

"Yes. That's it. In the future, I recognized the words and bought the books I wanted to read. I didn't buy any of the books that made people want to sleep after listening to them!"

Master Ma covered her mouth with a veil and smiled happily: "Yes, I won't buy a single one."

After saying that, he pulled Xiao Qingxing into the room and taught her to read and read.

Cui Yuying hugged Yaya, coaxed her oh, shook her head, but the corners of her mouth raised. It's great that the lady is like this, she saw the energetic lady again.

Cui Yuying couldn't help but her eyes were red when she remembered the glorious and elegant lady in the past.

When I came to my senses, I saw Yaya patting her face with her little hand, and quickly blinked her tears: "Auntie didn't cry. Can you take Yaya to see the flowers? Let's go and see the beautiful flowers."

As he said that, he hugged Yaya and walked away.

As for Su Qingniang, the customer flow in the store decreased, but the vegetables she collected did not decrease. The flow in the store decreased, and the more they went out, the less they went in. Everyone was anxious.

Su Qingma was very calm.

Although she earns less every day, she can still maintain rent and labor costs. She also has a surplus of one or two taels a day, so she is not in a hurry to make big moves.

Not only she is watching the four vegetable shops, but also the other interested people in the town. If the business is done well, maybe a few more vegetable shops will be available in Fengting Town. Neighboring towns and counties may also follow suit.

Su Qingma has always been unfavorable when fighting a price war. Once the price drops, in order to save profits, the dishes and services will definitely shrink significantly.

Originally, the vegetables were not sold at street stalls in the vegetable market, and when they entered the shop, there were rent and labor costs. If the source of purchase could not be low-cost, the affordable price would not be affordable.

Selling vegetables is just to attract traffic, and it also depends on service and selling surrounding areas to make a profit.

If you don’t understand this model, supply and demand will eventually lose balance and the shop will not be able to continue operating.

She has never targeted the underlying market. Su Qingtai’s original intention of opening a store was to build a middle- and high-level market. She also didn’t want to compete with vegetable farmers who worked hard to catch up with the morning market, so the vegetable prices were sold more expensive than the vegetable market.

She washed the rough, picked it up, packed it up, and delivered it to special guests, but was not targeted at the general public.

Therefore, it did not take away the way for other villagers in the vegetable market to make money.

Everyone targets different markets, each with different stratifications, and there will be no major conflicts. If you want to afford it, you will naturally buy it in the vegetable market. The affordable vegetable market is more extensive, while the middle and high-rise markets are more refined and more service-oriented.

But now, when the other four shops are opened, they collect vegetables in the surrounding villages at high prices, put them in the shops and sell them at low prices, resulting in customers who buy affordable vegetables flocking to the four shops. The vegetable market is deserted for a while.

The villagers, who were not sure about this, picked up vegetables from afar and sold them, but found that no one was coming to buy vegetables in the vegetable market, so they were caught off guard.

I couldn't sell the vegetables after being in the cabbage for a whole morning. After I got some advice, I picked them all to the four stores to sell them. However, I was picked up by various kinds of vegetables, and a basket of vegetables could be sold for a small part. The ones delivered to the door were naturally lowered by various prices, which was not as much as they had previously sold at the vegetable market.

The leftover vegetables could not be sold, so they could only be picked up again.

The vegetable market gradually lost its prosperity.

Su Qingma was a little worried.

Seeing that the villagers' vegetables picked from afar and couldn't sell them and they had to be picked back, she would take them away. One by one, ten, ten by hundreds, and the villagers could not sell them. Seeing that the price was good, they all picked them up.

Gradually, the dishes in her shop were collecting more and more, but the flow rate did not increase.

Let’s look at some people who lived in the vegetable market, such as those who used to collect protection fees for the vegetable market before, no longer did it.

The vegetable farmers are gone, who should I ask for protection fees?
Chapter completed!