hotmtlnovel Chapter 156: Perfect Closed Loop
Chapter 156: Perfect Closed Loop
Chapter 156: Perfect Closed Loop
"Breaking up and getting beaten up? That’s a problem for now. The future’s uncertain."
Jiang He raised her eyebrows, about to say something, but then reconsidered and relaxed. She didn’t believe Xu Qing could trick her into bed. Even a fool knows that sharing a bed is something that happens after marriage when you’re ready to have babies. As long as she didn’t want it, no one could fool her into something like that. There was no excuse for sleeping together.
If he dared sneak over, Jiang He’s fists would quickly teach him what’s what. Actually, scratch that—no need for fists. Just grabbing him by an arm and a leg, hoisting him up like a piglet, and tossing him out the door would suffice. No chance to resist.
Jiang He eyed Xu Qing, as if figuring out how to lift him effortlessly. Meanwhile, Xu Qing had finished washing the dishes, dried his hands, and stepped into the living room to practice martial arts.
After more than half a year of training, he could now maintain his stance for thirty minutes, maybe even longer, though he hadn’t tested it. Since extending his practice to thirty minutes, he’d kept it steady at that duration—going longer wasn’t worth it; this was the optimal balance of effort and benefit.
“Martial arts? What’s that for? Strengthening kidneys? Sounds good!”
Scientific studies confirm it’s undoubtedly the ultimate motivation. If the blossoms of the locust tree could replenish kidneys, they’d have been plucked bald by now.
“I think I’ve found a few things I could do,” Jiang He said, sitting cross-legged on a chair, pointing at her little notebook.
Xu Qing hadn’t finished his half-hour stance yet and didn’t come over. Jiang He didn’t mind and spoke toward her notebook instead: “Like that thing you mentioned, selling pickled vegetables on Taobao. The deposit is refundable, so if it doesn’t sell, we won’t lose anything...”
“Why sell pickled vegetables?”
“Because I can’t do anything else! Cooking can’t be sold, and if there were lots of wild shepherd’s purse around, I could pick some to make shepherd’s purse pancakes to sell, but buying it wouldn’t be cost-effective.”
“Oh...” Xu Qing didn’t move, not even nodding, just making a sound to indicate he understood.
“And then there’s cooking. I see people filming themselves cooking. If I can learn lots of dishes, I could try that too.” Jiang He’s tone faltered here, pausing before continuing, “But not now. For now, I still need to watch others’ videos to learn. The dishes I can make are ones I’ve been taught.”@@@@
“That’s called being a food blogger. The fact you said this shows you haven’t researched it enough.”
“Huh?” Jiang He’s eyes left the notebook and landed on Xu Qing.
“Even if someone taught you, you can still teach others. As long as people enjoy watching, it’s fine. The key is whether your style and content are appealing. Also, you don’t have to strictly teach cooking—there are lots of niche or unusual ideas...”
Xu Qing thought of the person who cooked hotpot with a water dispenser. Jiang He was still limited by her mindset, as she watched cooking videos to seriously learn how to cook. She assumed her audience would watch her for the same reason.
Jiang He nodded, half understanding. The parts she didn’t get could be clarified by Xu Qing, so it wasn’t a big problem. The key was whether she could execute it well.
“You’re talking about a 12-hour live stream every day. Why not stream yourself sleeping too? People love watching peaceful sleepers.”
“Sleeping?” Jiang He’s eyes widened, then she shook her head vigorously. “No way!”
“I was joking. But seriously, your plan—cooking for yourself, eating it, gaming, and expecting people to buy your pickled vegetables—sounds...”
Xu Qing imagined the scene. Jiang He cooking, eating, gaming, and occasionally reminding viewers, “Buy my pickled vegetables; they’re amazing!” All while picking a bite with her chopsticks at her desk and munching as she continued grinding.
Actually... it might work. People might really watch.
“You’re quite the little genius, but sorry, it’s not practical. You need to focus on one thing—either running a Taobao store or teaching cooking. Don’t over-romanticize it. You might do it for half a year and still not have any viewers.”
Xu Qing checked the time. Thirty minutes was up. He exhaled and wrapped up his practice, feeling a bit stronger.
Ever since he started practicing martial arts, his waist didn’t ache, his legs didn’t hurt, and he felt full of energy every day.
Seeing Jiang He’s disappointed look, Xu Qing walked over, uncurled her cross-legged legs to make space on the chair, and squeezed in beside her. He moved the mouse to glance over the materials he’d given her earlier.
The materials seemed fine. So why did Jiang He come up with such an odd idea?
“These things don’t take much time. Why can’t I do them all at once?” Jiang He was still reluctant to let it go.
“Energy. Even focusing on one thing is tough. Doing it all? You don’t have that kind of energy,” Xu Qing explained. “Just selling pickled vegetables requires figuring out how to promote your store and attract customers. Do you even have time for that research?”
“I’d tell the people watching me cook and game to buy it,” Jiang He tilted her head and added, “if anyone’s watching.”
“And how will you get people to watch?”
“Make the buyers of my pickled vegetables watch me cook them so they can trust the quality.”
“...”
Jiang He stared at Xu Qing with her clueless gaze, leaving him speechless.
A business genius.