Rebirth Craftsman

Because most of the buyers who bought his hand-made grasshoppers were repeat customers, they also helped attract a lot of customers.

Liu Dageng looked at the busy Liu Xing and couldn't help but smiled with relief: "I watched this handmade grasshopper for a long time and I couldn't figure out the mystery, do you two understand it?"

He looked at his brother Liu Huaqing and his wife Zhu Meiling.

"I didn't understand it!" Liu Huaqing replied truthfully.

"Me too!" Zhu Meiling followed.

Only now did they understand that the craftsmanship of the bamboo craftsman seems simple, but it is very difficult to learn fine. It is even more difficult to get Liu Xing to sell the bamboo products for a large price.

"Dad, Mom! Fourth Uncle, you are all back!" Liu Xing heard the voice and turned back in surprise.

"Yeah!" Zhu Meiling replied softly.

"Hurry up and finish making the remaining hand-made grasshoppers, and when Dad has important things to tell you!" Liu Dageng looked serious.

"Okay!" Liu Xing had to speed up his hand.

No way, this hand-made grasshopper is like a bamboo dragonfly, no!If the average bamboo craftsman wants to learn, it is simply a dream, so now he has to make it by himself.

After about half an hour, Liu Xing finally finished his work.

Liu Dageng took a look at the time: "My mom and I went around the market. There are indeed a lot of Nanzhu, and the price is very cheap, but for now, I have not bought one."

"Why?" Liu Xing puzzled.

"Because I don't know how many dustpans the tempeh shop owner will need next! Nanzhu is sold in large quantities in this market, and the one-time transaction volume has exceeded 500!" Liu Dageng explained the reason.

"At least a few thousand should be there!" Liu Xing thought for a while and replied: "Should we ask sister Zhang now, and then go to buy Nanzhu?"

"I'm just waiting for you!" Liu Dagen smiled.

"Let's go then!" Fourth Uncle urged.

"Okay!" Liu Xing confessed to Liu Hang that he was watching the wonton shop and his younger sister, and he took his fourth uncle and father to the tempeh shop.

Mother Zhu Meiling didn't keep up, but helped sort out the gross notes Liu Xing put in the basket. Looking at the number of piles up, I was afraid there were dozens of yuan.

Seeing this, Peanut rushed over to fight, and it was a pleasure to be busy.

...

The tempeh shop has not arrived yet.

Sharp-eyed Liu Xing saw Wang Xiaohe and his wife selling dustpans at a conspicuous temporary booth.

However, the business is not good. Looking at the accumulated quantity, at least hundreds of them have not been sold.

It's already twelve o'clock, if I can't sell it, I'm afraid I will take it home.

Liu Dageng also saw this scene, and then whispered to Liu Xing: "When I first came to the market, I saw Wang Xiaohe directly sent the dustpan to Mrs. Zhang. In the end, Mrs. Zhang didn’t want a single one and almost quarreled with Wang Xiaohe. stand up."

"Why quarrel?" Liu Xing didn't understand. Could this Wang Xiaohe still be able to buy and sell at the market?

"You don't know!" Liu Dagen couldn't help but smile when he said this: "The size of the dustpan that Wang Xiaohe asked someone to weave is not the right size, and it can't fit into the wooden shelf where Mrs. Zhang's wife dried beans."

"Oh..." Liu Xing suddenly realized, and then laughed.

Indeed, the dustpans made by the sealer are divided into large, medium and small, and they are very particular about the round and oval shapes.

This Wang Xiaohe made a dustpan and gave it to Sister Zhang without asking for innocence. It would be good if he didn't get scolded. He even wanted to grab his business. He really didn't know how to do it.

"Huh? Even so, at the market, Wang Xiaohe's dustpan should be able to sell half of it? Why doesn't it seem to be selling at all?" Liu Xing looked suspiciously at his father.

"Haha...I know this!" Fourth Uncle Liu Huaqing couldn't help but said: "The dustpans made by Wang Xiaohe's family don't know the reason. Many of them collapsed. The appearance in my hand is ugly to death. He leaned over and took a look and almost made me laugh."

"It turned out to be like this!" Liu Xing shook his head sighfully.

If the dustpan made of wet strips is not well mastered, the collapse of the strips is still a trivial matter. After a few days, it will not be sold and it will become a headache.

Poor Wang Xiaohe, probably didn't think of this at all, so he would rush to buy Nanzhu in Qingshi Village!

Retribution is just beginning now, so wait!

He is uncomfortable!

...

Zhang Xiaoying's tempeh shop.

Although the people going to the market are almost gone, the business is still booming.

She was counting the amount of steamed tempeh in the dustpan. Seeing Liu Xing came with her father, she quickly greeted him: "Are you finished?"

"Yeah!" Liu Xing nodded.

"Haha, this kid is busy!" Liu Dageng haha, pulled Liu Huaqing and walked to the side to chat. I don't know why. Since the last time he pretended to be a master stickman in Mingchen Hotel, he just saw Zhang Xiaoying A little scared.

Zhang Xiaoying watched them leave before saying: "Liu Xing, you are not kind!"

"What do you say?" Liu Xing was confused.

"Is there a person named Wang Xiaohe in your village!" Zhang Xiaoying said the reason.

"Yes!" Liu Xing did not deny.

"That said you are not kind. It is absolutely correct to say that you are not kind. Wang Xiaohe said that you introduced me to sell dustpans. I was still full of joy at the time. As a result, looking at the quality of the dustpans, I almost made my mouth crooked!" Zhang Xiaoying was not angry. Liu Xing glared at him.

"This Wang Xiaohe is really shameless! I didn't introduce him to you to sell dustpans." Liu Xing shook his head helplessly. He told the inside story that Wang Xiaohe had cut all Nanzhu in Qingshi Village.

After Zhang Xiaoying understood it, she took two steps back in surprise: "I'm going to be a mother. In this way, we were almost pitted by Wang Xiaohe?"

"You are almost, I have been pitted, and now Nanzhu can't be bought in Qingshi Village, so I can't weave dustpans at all!" Liu Xing leaned against the big tree aside: "Sister, you give me some information. How many dustpans do I need so that my father can buy Nanzhu at the market and start working."

"According to my current business, I really need as much as I want, but I don’t know how long the Golden Bean Steamer will last. I have no idea about it. Let’s do this! Ask your dad to produce 5,000 more and stop temporarily! Everything waits for the Golden Bean. Let's talk about the steamer problem." Zhang Xiaoying thought for a while and finally gave the answer.

"Okay then!" Liu Xing nodded slowly, and remembered it in his heart.

Five thousand dustpans are ten thousand yuan, which is enough for him to build a red brick house.

And she also believes that Sister Zhang's outgoing character will never speak in contradiction.

"By the way, did my brother find you today?" Zhang Xiaoying asked suddenly.

"No!" Liu Xing shook his head.

"This guy must have gone to that place to play secretly again, but I asked him to give you the original copy of the golden bean steamer and the tools of the stickman!" Zhang Xiaoying stomped anxiously, turned and ran away.