9 School bullying
In the early morning of the second day, Qiao Xitan stepped on the point and sent Xuanwei to the academy, and immediately rushed to the Ningjia cloth shop.
When she arrived, she saw that Si Niang was already directing the guys in the store to post a notice of closure and rectification at the door of the cloth shop.
"Morning, Si Niang." Qiao Xitan greeted Si Niang with full vitality.
It was the first time for Si Niang to hear someone say hello like this, and after being stunned for a moment, she was immediately infected by Qiao Xitan's spirit, and she also greeted her according to the gourd drawing.
"I've already asked someone to draw up the advertising leaflet you said, you can take a look." Siniang beckoned Qiao Xitan to go to the store, took the written advertising words from the shopkeeper's hand and handed them to Qiao Xitan.
Qiao Xitan nodded and took it, only after taking a look, he frowned very dissatisfied, "Drop the bookbag, chew the words, and only care about the accumulation of rhetoric, ordinary people can't understand it at all, so they have to change it." ”
"I don't know the way to this, can Tan Niang help change one or two?" Si Niang nodded in agreement.
Although she didn't understand how Qiao Xitan's advertisement should be inflammatory, as far as the current advertising words were concerned, she felt that she was not instigated.
"Pen and ink waiting." Qiao Xitan thought about it, he was already a bamboo in his chest, and when he saw Wenyue put on the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, he immediately began to splash ink on the counter next to him.
After splashing ink for a long time, Qiao Xitan finally wrote a paragraph of advertising words, dried the ink, and handed it to Siniang with great satisfaction.
Si Niang had already seen Qiao Xitan's words, and she could read them without any obstacles at this time.
"Good news, good news......" Si Niang's voice was smooth and undulating, and she read the advertising slogan plainly, and it sounded like bad news.
Qiao Xitan interrupted her in time, took the advertising words from her hand and read them out in person, "Good news! Good news! On the occasion of this scorching summer, in order to give back to the majority of new and old customers, my Ning's cloth store has launched a summer promotion! During the event, anyone who buys more than ten taels in our store can get a free tasting coupon for Qiao's tofu brain! If you spend 20 taels, you can get a 20% off coupon! If you spend 50 taels, you can get a 7% off coupon! …… Full of benefits and discounts, first come, first served! ”
Because Qiao Xitan read this passage sonorously and rhythmically, as if it was very smooth, for a while, the guys who were busy in the store couldn't help but stop and listen attentively.
"I want to buy everything, but what is the so-called coupon?" Wen Yue raised her hand eagerly to ask a question.
Qiao Xitan explained all the modern terms of the coupon, and when he saw that they all understood, he put his mind at ease, "When the time comes, the guy who distributes the flyer will just read it according to my method, and when someone asks what it means, he will explain it carefully for the people." ”
"Have you written it all down?" Si Niang smiled excitedly and stared at the shopkeeper who was struggling to write.
"Write it all down!" The shopkeeper was also excited, looking at Qiao Xitan's eyes brighter and brighter.
Qiao Xitan saw that the reaction of this group of people was very good, so he took people to clean up the pattern of the entire cloth shop.
"In the future, the lower layer is the clearance discount area, and the upper layer is the new product area, and the new rate must be guaranteed, at least once a month, so as to stimulate consumers' desire to shop." Qiao Xitan talked eloquently, "Also, we should set up a waiting area next to the shopping area, so that those old men who accompany the lady to shop have a place to stay, and then prepare some melon seeds and snacks and some miscellaneous books for them, so I am not afraid that they will be impatient to wait." ”
"Do you understand, let's get to work!" The shopkeeper was in high spirits, and he listened enthusiastically, and immediately took the lead and began to clean up the store.
Si Niang was also happy and never closed her mouth, "I was worried that the backlog of cloth in the warehouse would not be sold, and it would be smashed in my hands, but if I used this method, I should be able to dispose of it slowly." ”
"The backlog of cloth is generally just outdated, not of bad quality." Qiao Xitan put the pen on his nose, his eyes were shining, obviously he had a new idea, "Most of the people in the town don't actually pursue style, as long as the quality of the cloth is good and the price is right, they will naturally buy it." But even so, I still have to think of a gimmick for these cloths......"
"Oh! Tan Niang, please speak! Si Niang didn't know when, she already had deep confidence in Qiao Xitan's strange methods, even if she hadn't started to implement it, she could imagine the grand occasion of the store in the future.
"Two days later, when you find someone to go to those lively places in the town to preach, you will say that you dreamed of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and the Bodhisattva in the dream said that you want to do good deeds and accumulate virtue, so that the family can be safe." Qiao Xitan lowered his voice and whispered in Si Niang's ear, "Then you send someone to send the backlog of fabrics in the warehouse to the Buddha hall with great fanfare, and let the great monks in the temple recite Buddhist scriptures to those cloths, and use the incense in the temple to dye those cloths, and then take those cloths back after half a month, and then the meaning of those cloths will be different." ”
"At that time, it will not be an ordinary cloth, it will be a cloth that the Bodhisattva has opened!" Qiao Xitan was small-mouthed, and the more she talked, the more energetic she became.
And Si Niang also became more and more excited the more she listened, and when she finished speaking, she couldn't help grabbing her wrist, "It's wonderful!" ”
"However, this method will not last long, and after a long time, some people will definitely follow suit, so it is best for us to dispose of the backlog of cloth before the imitators appear." Qiao Xitan sketched on it again, and wrote the Ning family's restaurant that was about to close down into the planning book.
"Can the business of a cloth shop really drive the business of a restaurant?" After all, Si Niang has always operated a cloth shop and a restaurant separately, and at this time, seeing that Qiao Xitan wanted to combine two completely different stores to operate, she couldn't help but be a little undecided.
"Before the cloth shop opens again, let's launch the tofu brain first, and I will give you a few more new recipes, and you can launch it together when the time comes." Qiao Xitan had an idea in her heart, and began to explain the twists and turns to Si Niang, "When the new dish comes out, we will set the price expensive, and it will be sold in limited quantities every day, on a first-come, first-served basis." ”
Si Niang couldn't help frowning when she heard this, "People in the town generally don't go to restaurants to eat, and sometimes they are too expensive for a penny and a meal, if the price is raised again, ......"
"Your shop...... It can't be any worse, right? Qiao Xitan said euphemistically, your store is going to close down, no matter how bad it is, how bad can it be.
When Si Niang heard this, she felt that it seemed to be the same reason, so she simply nodded and agreed with Qiao Xitan's method, just saying that a dead horse is a live horse doctor, and if it becomes a dead horse, it is luck, if it doesn't work, it will be a big deal to resell the restaurant.
The two agreed on some details on the marketing plan, and Qiao Xitan finally left the Ningjia cloth store today and arrived there on time before school ended in the academy.
However, when she walked to the gate of the academy, she saw that Xuanwei was surrounded by several sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys, and the leader of them was Ning Rong.
Qiao Xitan felt a sigh in her heart, and immediately rolled up her sleeves and walked over.
Three-year-old children are going to be bullied, Ning Rong, you are dead!