"Everybody back off! I’m not going to kill her, but today I’m definitely making her bleed!"
Four or five boys stood in front of Jiang Xiao, but they couldn’t stop his forward momentum.
The strength of these kids was just too weak~
Moreover, several girls were pulling Xin Yi, trying to run outside.
Anyone who wasn’t blind could see it.
The current state of Jiang Xiao seemed a bit off.
Last semester, Jiang Xiao wasn’t exactly a model student, but he definitely wasn’t as bad as he was now.
He was chopping desks and tearing apart stool legs willy-nilly.
’Ding Ling Ling~ Ding Ling Ling~’
Luckily, the bell for class rang at the critical moment.
As a student who respected teaching and valued education, Jiang Xiao could only spit at Xin Yi, swearing that after class, he would get her!
Xin Yi was also frantic, standing up and starting to quarrel back at Jiang Xiao.
"Come on then! Do it! If you’ve got the guts, finish me off, otherwise you’re not a man!"
"Hey yo, damn, you old hen, just you wait!"
"What’s all this noise about!"
A middle-aged man’s voice interrupted their quarrel.
The politics teacher had arrived.
However, this teacher was good-natured and mainly didn’t want trouble, so he didn’t meddle too much.
"You’re really pushing it, with all this talk of doing this and that. The two of you go to the office and quarrel in front of the class teacher after class. Don’t disrupt classroom discipline. And those in the back who don’t want to listen can take a nap, but don’t talk and disturb others’ learning."
After the classroom quieted down, he began to talk about the barter system of ancient times and the development of coins later on.
Finally, he led to the profession of merchants...
"In ancient times, they said ’value agriculture, suppress commerce,’ meaning they valued farmers and even implemented the ’humiliation of merchants’ decree to suppress merchants’ social status. Nowadays, farmers have become the bottom layer of society. Can anyone explain the reason for this?"
To give credit where credit’s due.
Jiang Xiao knew nothing about history, but he found the uncle to be a good teacher.
At least someone as clueless as him could listen with relish; it was just that he couldn’t remember the knowledge.
And the interaction was also very strong.
Last class, nobody raised their hand to extinguish the teacher’s question, but this class, the front row was eagerly competing to answer.
What’s with this increasing sleepiness?
It wasn’t that his spirit was disturbed or stimulated, it was just that while listening to this uncle, he felt sleepy.
The back row was already knocked out in heaps.
Should I also take a quick nap?
But maybe Mu Xitang and Bai Yi were watching a live broadcast.
I had just taught them not to sleep during class time; could I really sleep now?
I really want to take a nap...
"Jiang Xiao, let’s have you answer this question."
Jiang Xiao instantly woke up from his drowsy state.
"Right, answer this: if you had a shop, how would you make people want to buy your products?"
Jiang Xiao stood up from his seat in a daze.
What did we just talk about, and now we’re at the part where I own a shop and sell stuff?
"It’s fine. Feel free to express your thoughts. This question has moved beyond the knowledge in the book; there’s no single correct answer,"
the politics teacher said, smiling at Jiang Xiao.
He had singled out Jiang Xiao because he saw that this kid wasn’t beyond hope.
The last three rows were all sleeping soundly.
Only Jiang Xiao, even though very sleepy, kept holding out and hadn’t fallen asleep.
Just this willpower alone made the politics teacher feel it was worth calling him out.
Jiang Xiao scratched his head and tentatively asked,
Laughter erupted in the classroom—obviously, Jiang Xiao hadn’t been paying attention.
"Umm, whatever you’re selling, let’s say you’re selling jewelry."
A lightbulb went off for Jiang Xiao. Previously, he had acquired quite a few good things from his step-mom’s notes, including a jade pendant he wanted to give to Sun Wei, which he had forgotten about for a moment.
Seeing Jiang Xiao remained silent, the politics teacher reminded him again, resigned,
"Imagine yourself as a merchant or a salesman, a fine businessman who can achieve a 15% purchase rate for customers who enter his shop, which is already quite skillful. Some can even raise the success rate to 25%."
"That low?" Jiang Xiao blurted out without thinking.
Undoubtedly, it provoked another round of laughter from everyone.
The politics teacher also closed his textbook, looking squarely at Jiang Xiao as he said deliberately,
"Fine, since you think 25% is low, I’d like to see what methods you have that can achieve even higher!"
"I can reach one hundred percent! As long as customers come to my shop, they will definitely buy my products!"
The politics teacher’s face darkened as he recalled the image of Jiang Xiao waving stool legs, threatening to end this one and that one, and emphasized,
"You should use normal sales tactics, not force others to buy through violence!"
"Yes, of course, normal tactics. If they come into my shop, they will definitely buy!"
Jiang Xiao declared confidently.
And his self-assured demeanor successfully piqued everyone’s curiosity.
"Alright, then explain to us your method."
Jiang Xiao nodded and replied,
"I’ll put up a sign outside the shop: ’Those who don’t buy from my shop, including dogs, are not allowed in.’"
Suddenly, even the politics teacher was left speechless.
"But if they don’t come in, how will they buy your products?" the teacher pressed.
"If they come in, then it means they want to buy. Just like that, buy if they want to. Customers who want to buy can come in, those who don’t want to shouldn’t come in at all. I’ve put up a sign outside the shop telling them."
The politics teacher pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, feeling like his knowledge was challenged like never before.
"What I mean is, some people might want to buy, but they’re not that sure—they need you to sell your products to them. So, I’ll play the customer, and you play the store owner. Show me how you would sell your goods to me."
"Sure!" Jiang Xiao confidently nodded, "Now we’re talking outside the shop; you’re not allowed to come in."
The politics teacher: ???
"If I can’t come in, how will I... how am I supposed to buy?"
"If you come in and don’t buy, what then? My success rate is one hundred percent; I can’t let you lower it because of one person."
Could it be that he’s actually a genius?