Butterfly is experiencing now even more sadder than if she was pressed on the living room table.

Physical pain can be ignored, but the trampling of dignity is unsatisfactory. Today, Miss Butterfly was trampled on her proud dignity.

The Holy Church is a dog, but it can only be a dog. However, this one makes this woman with lofty ambitions extremely miserable.

But no matter how painful it is, I can't hate it no matter how it is, because it is the dog of the Song Dynasty.

In addition to being trampled on by dignity, Butterfly's pride was actually completely crushed. She once thought that as long as she relied on her charm and her stunning face, no matter what kind of man she could get.

But this time she found that she seemed to be wrong. Song Beiyun did not show any signs of lust from beginning to end. It was impossible for him not to notice those clear hints and not responding, because he simply did not look down on this good-looking face.

"Although you seem to be speaking well in Chinese, you are actually just a layman." Zi Shibu said to Butterfly with a smile: "Just like you called me Miss Abe just now, this is wrong. Because Bi is just one of my names, you can't call me by name, but you need to call me Miss Zi or Miss Fujiwara."

Butterfly looked at her sideways, with endless fatigue in her eyes, as if she was not interested in anything, and she looked lifeless.

Zi Shibu obviously discovered this, and she asked curiously: "Do you have any worries?"

"It's not a matter of concern."

The butterfly sighed softly, and the melancholy flashed in her green eyes made the hearts of many men present who were peeping at her and were drunk with this sigh.

It's so beautiful, she's really so beautiful. The beauty between every frown and smile is enough to make people feel shaking, and even the sadness in her eyes is enough to make people fascinated.

"They are all looking at you." Zi Shibu lit incense gracefully and said to the butterfly with a smile: "You may be the most beautiful woman in their eyes."

"Me?" Butterfly sneered in anger: "What can I be called?"

Zi Shibu looked at the butterfly in surprise. She had seen many people and thought about them. She could see at a glance that the butterfly's current posture was typical of self-deprecation. She must have been hurt. From the fact that when she met her outside just now, her eyes were red, it was inferred that she must have been hurt by a man.

Oh my God!

Zi Shibu's heart was like a storm. Will such a woman be hurt by men to the point of giving up on herself? What kind of person has such ability? Although it is not absolute, in this poetry and prose study meeting, as long as she is willing, most men in the world are willing to be her puppy.

Maybe gossip is a woman’s nature. As a literary young woman, Zi Shibu is no exception. After she turned her eyes a few times, she planned to start to share the questions in her heart.

At this moment, Song Beiyun had already returned to the yamen. There were many bigwigs from both the political and business circles sitting in front of him, while Song Beiyun stood in front of a blackboard and slapped the table with a slap.

"Next, we will open up a new concept for you." After saying that, Song Beiyun turned around and wrote five words on the blackboard - the silent majority.

"Xu Li." Song Beiyun raised his head and shouted: "What was the most failed deal you have ever done?"

Xu Li turned his pen down and heard Song Beiyun's voice, he raised his head and said, "It was the first year of Shunde that he opened a factory in Liao Kingdom to produce various daily necessities, from soap to bowls and chopsticks."

"Then why did you fail?"

Xu Li nodded and stood up and said, "At the beginning of the factory's opening, everything went smoothly. But at this time someone raised some problems with the factory's products, so we continued to improve. Then we found that the more we changed, the worse the sales were. Many original customers gradually began to break the line. My shopkeeper once thought there was a problem with the product, so he kept asking people to check it out, but we all found that all our improvements were made based on the plan proposed by the customers."

Song Beiyun smiled and said, "Why is the business getting worse and worse?"

Xu Li smiled, and he held his hands on the table, as if talking about other people's industries: "Before, the factories and workshops were just constantly improving their products, but gradually they became less prosperous than they could make ends meet. We found Jinling. At that time, Lord Song was in Jinling, and he asked me to find the Mathematics Academy in Jinling."

After he finished speaking, he looked up at Song Beiyun and continued, "The answer given by the Mathematics Academy is that the sample is insufficient. I naturally don't understand these, but after the Mathematics Academy gave an explanation, we understood the crux of this."

Their double act obviously aroused the interest of all the big guys present, and everyone began to listen attentively.

"After all, it is precisely because we listened to the opinions of those customers." Xu Li said affirmatively: "We improved the products as they hoped, but it was because of this that it went against the preferences of most people and the business naturally plummeted."

Song Beiyun nodded, signaled him to sit down, and then used the instruction stick to click the five words he wrote before: "This is the silent majority."

Some smart people were already enlightened, but some people still didn't understand. So, Song Beiyun naturally began to explain.

"From ancient times to the present, whether you are an official or a government official, you must never work behind closed doors and listen to opinions. But there is an interesting phenomenon here, you must have encountered it." Song Beiyun pointed to the Chang'an supervisor Kuang Yusheng and said, "Follow the position of Chang'an supervisor, he must have heard some strange people and Cambodia. Injecting Chang'an, tariffs should be raised, or Chang'an should not carry out science and engineering tests independently."

Yusheng nodded: "Especially, the science and engineering test I received the most. They said it well and well-founded in the book of Cambodia. I often even think that the method of Chang'an trial was wrong, because all the new policies in Chang'an were worthless by them."

Song Beiyun laughed and continued to say to a parent who came here to be a family member next to him: "Mr. Feng, you have encountered a lot of such things when doing business, right?"

The Feng family's parents nodded gently and said, "The Feng family had similar things before. When we were doing silk trading, the customer criticized every day, always posed as a guide, and even said something like saying that if we didn't change the silk to how much we wouldn't buy it. We changed it, but they didn't see much buying, but they still hurt their old customers."

“Yes, yes.”

There was a lot of echoes, and Song Beiyun saw this and said with a smile: "In fact, things in the world are similar. Often, those who make the most violent and loud are not the ones who can determine the universe, but those who have never spoken silently need to consider. This is the reason why the three or five of them call the most violent and fierce, they cannot be used as reference at all. This is what we are going to talk about today."

There was no way, Song Beiyun personally came to teach these people about economics, not anything else, but there were already many economic models among these people that could no longer adapt to the faster and faster Chang'an model.

In addition to businessmen, many officials are the same. They naturally know this principle of listening to both sides, but unfortunately, many times the noise of minorities is too loud, which makes people unconsciously ignore the majority.

Once the majority begins to ignore, it means that it is not far from failure. Fortunately, as long as you have the capital, you can at least have a chance to make a comeback. However, no one who is an official can give him a second chance.

Therefore, learning is a must, and who will teach the most appropriately is naturally Song Beiyun.

Economics and sociology are disciplines that can greatly improve people's horizons and boundaries of knowledge. They will summarize and summarize what happens in life, tell others to know the truth and then know the reason, and solve their doubts.

After the class, Song Beiyun and several colleagues were walking out. At this time, several giant merchants outside had not left yet. When they saw Song Beiyun coming out, they bowed together and said, "Mr. Song, Lord. Kuang, Lord. Chen, Lord. Where are we planning to find food? If the adults don't dislike it, why not let them eat together?"

Song Beiyun waved his hand, and the others waved their hands one after another.

Lord Chen smiled and said, "There are rules in the yamen, so it is difficult for us to accept invitations and gifts. Thank you for your kindness."

"I have a good way." Xu Li smiled with his hands behind his back, "Isn't there a canteen called Shiwen to find in the city? Let's go there today."

The name is quite interesting, and everyone present was curious about what to eat at a meal of nine cents. So it hit it off, and the big guys decided to pay out of their own pockets to go to the canteen of nine cents.

The canteen is still very large. Even on the cold winter day, every time it is time to eat, it is filled with people inside and outside. If you can't fit the house, you will come to the shed outside to eat. Spending nine cents to eat a hot meal has become the best choice for workers in the city.

Song Beiyun and the others came quite early, and there were not many people outside, so these people walked in directly.

There was a servant inside, but his attitude was not very good. He was too lazy to say hello when he saw someone. All he could do was ask and match. However, Song Beiyun didn't mind either, so he just walked straight to the vegetable table and observed it.

Behind this table is the kitchen, where four or five masters are working hard, and the sound of pots and pans colliding is endless, and the aroma of food is coming.

At this moment, the table had been placed in more than a dozen large pots, and the large pots contained various dishes, most of which were simple things, such as bean sprouts from water, tofu, cabbage stewed with meat skin and some cheap things.

"How many people, what do you mean?" The person in charge of the food was the nephew of the boss here, who was smart. When he saw Song Beiyun and others, he knew that these people were probably not casual people: "Are you here to take a walk? Or have a meal?"

"Eat." Song Beiyun looked around: "There are any other foods?"

"Yes, yes, you go ahead, there are noodles and pancakes, steamed buns and flour."

"It's all nine cents?"

"Yes, it's all nine cents." The boy nodded and said, "The dishes here are nine cents, and you can choose any dishes. A wonton and a steamed bun over there is also nine cents, either you can cook a large bowl of rice noodles, which is also nine cents."

After taking the people around, Song Beiyun decided that it would be better to have a meal today, so he gave him nine cents of money.

"Uncle, I'm sorry. I don't charge money here. If you go to the front, find my girl and give her the money, she will give you a big bowl and use that bowl to make food."

"It's still so troublesome."

"You don't know anything about it. When it's time for dinner, I'm so busy that I can't even raise my head. If I were to collect money here, I'm afraid our restaurant would be going down in a few days."

What he said was interesting, and the many big guys present understood it and went to the front to buy bowls and chopsticks.

Nine cents, three spoonfuls of vegetables and one spoonful of vegetables soup, you can even see some meat and fish, such as the mixed soup made from the edges and corners, such as pig intestines, and pork belly is processed and stewed repeatedly in the pot. Finally, a pot of thick soup will be produced, with peppers that were as expensive as gold in the past decade.

Sitting in the corner with a wooden bowl, Song Beiyun took the lead, but after he frowned.

How to describe this thing? You can eat enough, but the taste is really hard to see. It is not difficult to eat but it is definitely not delicious.

This is not the problem that Song Beiyun alone discovered. The big guys who were having dinner here all discovered this. However, many people saw Song Beiyun and Kuang Yusheng sitting there eating, so they naturally could not pour the food.

In this way, they finally waited for the evening rush hour, and even Song Beiyun didn't expect that a small canteen would have so many people coming in in an instant.

These people are obviously people who have just finished their labor, full of exhausted fireworks, and everyone is eating voraciously, as if they are eating something supreme.

Song Beiyun put down his chopsticks and looked at the table next door where a bowl of white noodles with pickles were being drawn, and there were two large buns in front of him.

The man was not old, probably the same as Song Beiyun, but he almost swept away the food with his swallowing, and the noise made was as noisy as a pig or dog.

Song Beiyun glanced at him, then put down the empty bowl, got up and walked out.

After he left, the rest of the people naturally followed him like a treasure. They could even be called shoulder to shoulder along the way, and this person became like this.

"What are Beiyun thinking?"

Yusheng was his brother after all. He knew that Song Beiyun was thinking about things now, so he stepped forward and asked.
Chapter completed!