Rebirth Craftsman

Seeing that Zhu Meiling was coming, the humpbacked villager greeted her with a smile: "How is it, did your son agree?"

"Yes, but the salary can only be three yuan a day, not four yuan a day like my fourth uncle. After all, he is a man and takes care of lunch at noon. If you think you can call them to work tomorrow!" Zhu Meiling groaned. , Said the conditions.

Although it is my own mother's family, I can't get used to it. Some things must be explained clearly.

"Good! Good! Good!" The humpback villager nodded happily, "I don't know how many people are needed!"

"Didn't you say that there are five of you who have daughters-in-law who can master the craftsmanship of the craftsman? Five first! It must be impossible to have more people, I can say it first, don't be a novice!" Zhu Meiling even exhorted. .

"Understood, understood!" The humpback villager even turned around and joined the other villagers. After drawing a conclusion, they all said goodbye, and promised that their five daughter-in-laws would gather at the gate of the greenhouse before seven o'clock tomorrow.

Zhu Meiling watched these maidens walk away, and was about to continue weaving dustpans, when a black-faced brawny man walked in with a fan and walked in.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Meiling asked the black-faced brawny casually.

"I heard Lao Zhong said that you are a stick products processing factory here, can you make baskets? The kind of green sticks?" The black-faced strong man glanced at the environment in the greenhouse a lot, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Green bamboo basket?" Zhu Meiling turned her head to look in Liu Xing's direction for a moment: "Son, don't fiddle with your broken copper and iron, you have business coming to the door, you come to talk about the price."

"Oh...coming!" Liu Xing wiped his hand and ran to the black-faced brawny.

"Are you the boss here?" The black-faced strong man looked at Liu Xing and asked in surprise.

"Almost!" Liu Xing smiled, showing his neat white teeth.

"I can't see it!" The black-faced burly man laughed, and he sat down with a chair: "That's it. I am the owner of the grocery store in this market. My surname is Xue, which is expensive. It’s almost the late rice harvesting season, but the baskets in the store have not been able to be purchased, so I want you to process some so that I can fill the storefront."

The role of the basket is that in the countryside, there are more places that can be used in addition to rice. It is a stick product that is even more popular than a dustpan. However, due to the complicated workmanship, the price is too low and not many sticklers are willing to make it. Became the current situation.

Liu Xing is a rebirth. Naturally, he knows this inside story. After thinking about it, he replied: "Boss Xue, you see I am rushing to make a dustpan! I'm afraid I don't have much time to make a dustpan!"

"I know, and I also know that you are making a dustpan for Mrs. Zhang in the douchi shop. My basket is not in a hurry now, as long as you agree and the price is right!" Boss Xue took out his sincerity with a smile.

"Then you said how much is a pair of baskets?" Liu Xing frowned.

Although he is a reborn person, he really can't remember the price of Luokung in 1993.

If you shout loudly, Boss Xue must be unhappy.

If you shout low, no one is willing to do things that don't make money.

"Six yuan for a pair of green bamboo baskets, is this price fair?" Boss Xue quoted the price directly without hesitation.

In fact, the price of the baskets he collected in the hands of Biezhu Craftsman was five yuan for a pair. Now he is afraid that he will not be able to do business with Liu Xing because of the low price, so he has raised one yuan.

In a word, as long as the basket goes to his grocery store, he has the final say. As long as the quality is good, he has sold a pair of contemptuous baskets for ten yuan, and they are still very popular.

Now that Zhang Xiaoying’s family can see the stick products at the market, this one is also the only one, so he is not afraid of spending money, because the price of Liu Xing is too low.

Sure enough, Liu Xing shook his head: "Boss Xue, do you know how much a dustpan I sell now?"

"Yes, two yuan!" Boss Xue replied with a smile.

"Then do you know how long it takes to make a dustpan? It takes less than an hour, while one basket takes three or four hours. This is still in the case of skilled hands, which means that a pair of baskets is paid for and the consumption of tools and materials. It costs almost five yuan, isn't the six yuan price you gave is a bit too low?" Liu Xing said with a smile.

"Well... how much do you need for a pair of green bamboo baskets?" Boss Xue saw that Liu Xing's words were true, and immediately scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Let’s do this! My lowest price is eight yuan for a pair of baskets. If you think it’s okay, just wait until I have time. Of course, if you can’t wait, you can also go to other masters of the bamboo crafts. It can be done!" Liu Xing thought for a while and replied.

He will open the breakfast shop in a few days. I am afraid that there will be no time to get up and eat, so it is better to get rid of this basket business.

Of course, eight yuan for a pair of baskets, it is true that Boss Xue has to do it, and the reluctant one can do it next.

After all, no one has money to postpone it.

Unexpectedly, Boss Xue didn't think it was too expensive to leave. Instead, he said: "A pair of eight yuan is equal to a pair of eight yuan, but the quality must be guaranteed. Can you make a sample tomorrow?"

Liu Xing squatted: "Yes, but let's say it first, I don't want to do the number of dozens."

As far as the quality is concerned, if he can't guarantee the quality of what he produces, then other sealers can't guarantee even more.

"One hundred pairs of baskets, this amount should be a lot, right?" Boss Xue took out two hundred yuan and placed it in front of Liu Xing: "This is the deposit, collect it!"

Liu Xing looked at Boss Xue and didn't believe what he heard. He made things difficult for Boss Xue to do business with him, and the deposit was taken out. This...this...is there any conspiracy in it?

"Maybe I think too much!" Liu Xing laughed mockingly, and after seeing the authenticity of the money, he put it into the belt of his pants.

Just in case, Liu Xing took out paper and pen, and in front of Boss Xue, he wrote two copies of the contract for buying and selling the green bamboo basket.

It is not that he is suspicious by nature, but that he must be a villain before a gentleman in the business field, so that he can win all battles and remain invincible in the market.

Boss Xue looked at Liu Xing's handwritten contract, and was shocked for a long time and couldn't recover.

He also has a child about the same age as Liu Xing. Now he can't even write the composition well, but Liu Xing!They would write contracts, and they were still so awkward.

This is really more than popular!

"Sign it!" Liu Xing placed the contract in front of Boss Xue.

If Boss Xue goes back, he doesn't care, just use the contract to see the truth of this business.