Rebirth Craftsman

"Why? You don't make money if you have money?" the middle-aged woman said impatiently.

"Of course I want to make money if I have money, but is the dustpan in the market eight cents?" Liu Xing is not afraid of this middle-aged woman. The middle-aged woman speaks fiercely, and he is even more fierce, almost shouting with his throat. come out.

With this roar, the surrounding villagers all turned around and looked at him. Seeing that there was nothing serious, their eyes widened again.

But the middle-aged woman was frightened. How could she have thought that Liu Xing, a 13 or 14-year-old boy with such a temper, ran away in a desperate manner.

Liu Xing raised the corner of his mouth and showed a sneer arc. He watched the middle-aged woman run away. It wasn't until he saw the figures of the two vendors before that he suddenly realized that all this was a routine.

Fortunately, he is alert, otherwise he would really be cheated.

According to the price of one dustpan for one piece and five, thirty yuan can make almost twenty yuan.

This was the wages of a worker for several days in 1993, so it's no wonder that he was stubbornly cheating on him. This is going to cheat him!

"It's just why the price of the dustpan is so high?" Liu Xing was a little puzzled, and was about to ask the villagers who were buying vegetables next to him. The little peanut nestled under her feet bit his index finger and said, "Brother, I think Eat meat buns!"

"You girl, can you wait until Brother sells out the dustpan?" Liu Xing smiled bitterly.

"Uh! Uh!" Little Peanut swallowed and nodded, and at the same time took out the hand-made grasshopper made of bamboo leaves and played.

Seeing that there was no business for the time being, Liu Xing took out the southern bamboo leaves and branches he had brought before, and sat on the ground to make handmade grasshoppers.

Don't underestimate the craftsmanship of this hand-made grasshopper. It is very popular with children and girls in the coastal area. It is idle and idle, and it can be sold for several.

Liu Xing didn't ask for how much he could sell, just two meat buns. After all, he was very poor now, and he only had one fifty cents on him, so he still made money from selling dustpans.

What he didn't expect was that he had only produced two hand-made grasshoppers, and a group of children hugged in front of the temporary booth, including several girls dressed as students.

"Wow! The grasshopper is so beautiful!"

"This brother's hands are so skillful!"

"Is it for sale? I want one if I sell it!"

"Mom, I want too!"

Regardless of whether the beautiful mother who was holding behind him agreed, a fat boy picked up a handmade grasshopper and started playing.

"How much is this grasshopper?" The beautiful mother dotingly picked up the fat boy and asked Liu Xing with a smile.

"Two cents each!" Liu Xing thought for a while and replied.

"It's so cheap?" The beautiful mother was a little surprised. After she recovered, she directly gave Liu Xing two cents: "Take it, by the way, to remind you that your craft is more than this price."

"Haha..." Liu Xing smiled.

This is the best sentence he has heard since he learned the craftsmanship of the sealer.

But having said that, two cents are enough, after all, it is 1993.

The beautiful mother took the fat boy away.

But the business in front of Liu Xing's temporary booth was booming. Children of all ages surrounded Liu Xing, waiting for the handmade grasshoppers with small change in their hands.

This is a kind of artistic enjoyment for them, and it is really a big profit to buy it for two cents.

Seeing that Liu Xing was busy, Xiao Peanut was sweating profusely, and he was distressed and quickly helped to collect the money, regardless of the amount of money, the true or false of the money, all of his brain stuffed into the pocket of Liu Xing's shirt.

She didn't stop until the plug was bulging and couldn't fit.

Over time, the southern bamboo leaves and branches brought by Liu Xing were all used up, but there were still many children watching the excitement in front of the temporary booth, all of whom were waiting to buy handmade grasshoppers.

Liu Xing handed out the last hand-made grasshopper: "I'm sorry, there is no material to make hand-made grasshoppers, and everyone will come to join us when we go to the market next time!"

"Isn't it?"

"I waited until my feet were numb. Big brother, would you give me these words?"

The children were extremely reluctant on their faces, and after a grumble, they all dispersed.

Liu Xing breathed a sigh of relief, only then did he realize the matter of collecting money.

When I saw the bulging pockets of my jacket, I quickly took them out and counted them.

This number surprised him.

In just one hour, the handmade grasshopper he produced sold for 22 yuan and 80 yuan.

In other words, in the hour just now, more than one hundred handmade grasshoppers were continuously produced.

This is a little difficult to do before rebirth!

"You son, you're really not bad!" The villager who was buying food next to Liu Xing couldn't help but said with envy, looking at the pile of wooly tickets in Liu Xing's hand.

"Haha... average, average!" Liu Xing replied modestly.

Seeing Xiao Peanut keeping his saliva and watching pedestrians eating buns, he picked up and walked to the bun shop aside.

Now that I am making money, but the dustpan cannot be sold for the time being, so I will satisfy my sister's wish first.

The price of the steamed buns was the same as Liu Xing thought, two cents apiece, and the steamy aroma was tangy.

Liu Xing bought ten of them in one go. Seeing that they were just steamed and very hot, he didn't give them to his sister for the first time, but went back to the temporary stall.

"How do you sell your dustpan?" A young woman carrying a red plastic bag appeared in front of Liu Xing's booth, with a faint smile on Guazi's face.

"One piece, five one!" Liu Xing replied.

"Can you deliver it to me? It's not far ahead, I want you dustpans!" The young woman put down the red plastic bag on her shoulder, and reached out to wipe off the sweat from her forehead.

"Okay!" Liu Xing nodded.

The refreshment of the young woman surpassed his expectations. It was nothing at all to send thirty or so dustpans, and he could also see that the young woman seemed to be very busy, otherwise he would definitely bargain for so many dustpans.

"Then I will give you the money first!" The young woman took out her purse and handed a fifty sheet to Liu Xing.

In 1993, fifty yuan a piece of large denomination money was rare. Liu Xing didn't pay attention to so much. After taking a casual glance, he put it away, and then gave the young woman five yuan.

"Don't you see whether it is true or not?" The young woman reminded in surprise. After all, it is a teenage child who sells dustpans. If something goes wrong, I am afraid it will cause trouble.

"You suspect that I don't know fifty denominations of money?" Liu Xing shook his head and smiled: "Don't worry, I have experience."

"Experience is good!" The young woman breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Xing handed the ten buns in his hand to his younger sister: "Take it, wait until it gets colder and eat it."

"Well, are they all for me? Brother!" Peanut asked happily.

"You can eat as much as you can. If you can't finish it, take it back to Liu Hang." Liu Xing shook his head and replied. Seeing the young woman smiling at the side, he put all thirty dustpans on the bicycle and tied them up. , Picked up her sister and followed behind the young woman.

He did not notice that the two vendors who wanted to buy his dustpan before, and the fat middle-aged woman, saw that all the dustpans had been bought by the young woman, all of them were darkened and speechless.

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