Rebirth Craftsman

When I got home, it was already 6:50 in the afternoon, and it was still dark because it was midsummer.

However, the rumbling of Liu Xing riding a Wuyang Honda motorcycle attracted busy family members, including his fourth uncle Liu Huaqing, who was about to go back.

Among them, Liu Dageng looked at Liu Xing in surprise: "Why did you ride back the tempeh shop owner’s motorcycle? I heard that this thing requires gasoline to move around. You are afraid it will cost you a few dollars each time. Gas money?"

The implication is that motorcycles are something wealthy people can play. We poor people should not join in the fun. We are afraid that the money for meals will be burned by motorcycles.

"Dad, now the gasoline at the gas station is only 80 cents a liter, which is enough for me to ride home several times. Besides, sister Zhang lent me this motorcycle. Isn't he afraid that I will be in danger when I come home late "Liu Xing explained patiently. There is no way. It is still impossible to say that he bought a broken motorcycle for 500 yuan without authorization. Although it is only 500 yuan, he is sure that his father knows the inside story. Will definitely kill him.

After all, in the countryside in 1993, 500 yuan could do a lot of things.

Some girls from poor families can even get married for 500 yuan!

Where did Liu Dageng know Liu Xing’s thoughts, he looked at the sky and said, “Since it’s borrowed, I won’t ask, but we have encountered a problem with weaving dustpans. Nanzhu consumes a lot of money. I’m afraid I will go to the village again tomorrow. Other villagers bought Nanzhu."

"Then go!" Liu Xing said.

Sister Zhang's Douchi shop now has a huge demand for dustpans. If you don't seize this opportunity to make money at this time, I'm afraid you won't meet them at all.

As for Nanzhu, there are several villages around it, enough for their family to produce more than 100,000.

"But there is still a problem now!" Liu Dageng looked at Liu Huaqing, who was aside: "I and your uncle had a total of two dollars a dustpan, excluding labor and materials, the net profit is very high, but in case Sister Zhang in your mouth suddenly doesn't want it. Then the dustpan we asked people to make and the large amount of Nanzhu purchased, isn't it going to be rotten in the house?"

"What does father mean?" Liu Xing frowned.

Although he didn't like what his father said just now, the hidden dangers that he highlighted were facts.

It takes money to buy a large amount of Nanzhu, whether it is tens of yuan or hundreds of yuan, once it is determined that all the risks are borne by his father alone, and now he has hired someone to do the work.

Although Zhang Jie’s douchi shop is in urgent need of the dustpan made by his house, and it is still an unlimited amount, he can be 100% guaranteed that things will not change in the coming days?Would you suddenly not want his dustpan?

Even Sister Zhang herself said that the tempeh shop’s business is good, but I am afraid that the golden bean steamer will not be used. At that time, let alone whether the dustpan he made can be sold, I am afraid that the tempeh shop will be closed. It is estimated that the reason why my father has such worries is because he heard about the Jindou Steamer at Mingchen Hotel.

And if there is a contract, then all the problems will be solved, at least it can make people feel at ease, knowing the real demand for the dustpan in the tempeh shop, even if the dustpan is not needed, you can also ask sister Zhang for money according to the contract.

But now that Sister Zhang has such a good relationship with him, how can she talk about the contract?

"Dad, you are a little unreasonable!" After thinking about it for a long time, Liu Xing finally chose to believe in Zhang Xiaoying: "You can rest assured to buy Nanzhu! I will be responsible if something goes wrong."

"I'm afraid you won't be able to be responsible then!" Liu Dageng said earnestly. In his mind, Liu Xing is still a child after all.

"Then what are you going to do? I don't plan to make a dustpan without Nanzhu and a specific quantity?" Liu Xing laughed and said, "I finally know why you can't make money in such a poor way. Being afraid of wolves and tigers is like a frog at the bottom of a well without vision."

Before his father Liu Dageng could refute, Liu Xing paused for a while and continued: "Tell you the truth! At the tempeh shop in Zhang’s house, you can buy five yuan per pound of tempeh, which is more expensive than pork, and what you don’t know is , Because Zhang Jie’s tempeh has a secret recipe that others can’t imitate, and the fragrance is unique. This is all exported to other countries. Our dustpan is exactly what Jie Zhang needs for the production of soy sauce. You are afraid that Jie Zhang will not want it at this time. funny?"

"This……"

"This one……"

As soon as these words came out, the old faces of Liu Dageng and Liu Huaqing were obviously red, even Zhu Meiling was also a little embarrassed, they were a little confused, how they got older and older, but they were not as good as a child!

But Liu Xing knows the reason for this, that is, in the countryside, they value money too much. After all, they know what it is like to be poor, and know that a penny is hard to come by.

In the past, as long as they had surplus money, they would save it for emergencies. This is not because they are frugal, but because farmers cannot afford to lose money.

Once you lose money, the whole family is gone.

Because there are too many places to spend money.

Liu Xing led a family to make a dustpan in the early stage, and it seemed to have made a few hundred yuan, but in case you don’t need it later, you need money to buy Nanzhu, and you need money to pay the fourth uncle’s salary. Then you will lose, not only a little, at least good. There are a few hundred yuan.

Therefore, Liu Dageng and Liu Huaqing's concerns are correct.

Liu Xing is also right.

What is wrong is that the countryside has not yet developed in this era.

They earn it, but they can't afford it.

This is the small peasant thought, and it is the same in every household in Qingshi Village.

As a rebirth, Liu Xing wouldn’t let such thoughts confine his father. Seeing that no one was talking, he said: “Tomorrow is the eighth day, the day of the fair, or else all go to join in the fun and see how others make money. Then go to buy Nanzhu?"

"I won't go to join in the fun?" Fourth Uncle Liu Huaqing chuckled.

"You go too, pay the salary!" Liu Xing said softly.

"Really?" Fourth Uncle Liu Huaqing didn't believe it.

Liu Dageng didn't know what medicine Liu Xing's gourd bought, but he nodded cautiously and agreed.

What Liu Xing said now is equivalent to what he said. If he opposes it, I am afraid that he will agree in the end. After all, not everyone can make such a big change in his family in a short time.

"That's fine, I'll be here early tomorrow morning!" Liu Huaqing happily patted Liu Xing's shoulder, turned and hurried away.

"Liu Xing, what's so good about seeing others making money?" Mother Zhu Meiling couldn't help asking.

"You'll know if you go tomorrow!" Liu Xing smiled mysteriously, and after parking the motorcycle, he walked in the direction of San Shu's house.

"I want to go too?" Zhu Meiling stood still.

"Hmm!" Liu Xing nodded without looking back.

Not only the mother is going, but also the younger sister Xiao Peanut and Liu Hang. They have been at this home for too long, and they don't know that the outside world is changing with each passing day.

"Liu Xing, where are you going?" Liu Dageng shouted at Liu Xing who was walking away.

"It's a trivial matter to find Sanshu!" Liu Xing waved his hand: "Don't worry about me, I'll be back soon."

"Got it!" Liu Dageng sighed softly. After checking the time, he couldn't help but picked up the coat placed in the window and went out.

There is no way, since Liu Xing said that he believes in the proprietress of the tempeh shop, he must speed up the purchase of Nanzhu, and delay one more day. That is all money!

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