Rebirth Craftsman

In the breakfast shop, nearly twenty people, including parents, siblings and siblings, were sitting at two tables and eating. Seeing Liu Xing came back, they greeted them one by one and gave up their seats.

Liu Xing casually sat beside his sister Xiao Peanut, picked up his mother to serve him food, and ate.

"Son, how is the matter of Wang Xiaohe?" Father Liu Dageng asked casually.

"Fortunately!" Liu Xing said vaguely.

He originally wanted to say that Wang Xiaohe was very likely to be finished, but then he thought about things he didn't see with his own eyes and couldn't talk nonsense.

This meal can be eaten indiscriminately, but if you say something wrong, it is very likely to cause trouble.

"Oh!" Liu Dageng saw Liu Xing's desire to speak and stopped. He didn't say much at the moment, but put aside the topic: "When we finish eating, let's go to the tempeh shop. This batch of dustpans has one Thousands, five hundred and eighty. When I get the money, I want to temporarily give some wages to everyone. After all, it's not easy for them to get up early."

"I have no objection!" Liu Xing smiled, secretly saying that his father is an honest man, and this strip workshop has only been open for a few days!If the naughty employee takes the money and does not come to work the next day, I am afraid that he will cry to death.

However, he believes that such a situation will not happen in 1993. At least he is sitting around him and helping to do things with a group of simple villagers, who will definitely not have any bad thoughts.

Living in such an era is actually a kind of happiness, and Liu Xing only feels it now.

Of course, there is also a downside, that is, too poor, for a few dollars a day's wages, busy people don't know what their last name is.

Fortunately, he is a reborn person.

No more rushing for a few dollars.

This is his luck, but I don't know why, there is also a kind of responsibility on his shoulders in the dark, and he wants to let go regardless of doing his own things, but he can't do it at all.

...

After eating, everyone dispersed. They did not rest, but consciously returned to the greenhouse and began to get busy.

On the other hand, Liu Xing helped to load the dustpan to the tempeh shop. There was no way. The number of more than 1,000,500 is indeed a lot. If it is not transported away, the space of the greenhouse will be taken up.

Only when I came to the gate of Zhang's Douchi shop, she was shocked by the sudden depression. Although the door was still open, there were not many people doing things, and there were not a single truck that bought the Douchi.

Liu Dageng thought that Zhang’s tempeh shop had closed down, and he was anxious: “This is over. I knew that. I sent the dustpan yesterday. If Mrs. Zhang doesn’t want the goods, what shall we pay for? "

"Dad! It's not as bad as you thought!" Liu Xing couldn't help but said, seeing the white-haired middle-aged man who we met last time was still there, and he walked straight over.

"Sister Zhang hasn't come back yet?" Liu Xing asked directly when they met.

"Oh! No!" the white-haired middle-aged man sighed.

"The golden bean steamer hasn't been repaired yet?" Liu Xing scratched his head curiously.

"If it is repaired, the business of this tempeh shop will become what it is now!" The white-haired middle-aged man smiled wryly: "Are you here to deliver the dustpan today? Don't worry, the lady boss will explain everything, and everything is as usual. The money is in my place. As long as there is a dustpan, you won’t lose a cent."

"Sister Zhang is really righteous!" Liu Xing knew that when he asked, some gray-haired middle-aged people would not say anything. He beckoned to his father at the moment and let the loading tractor reach the gate, then rolled up his sleeves to help unload. Pick up.

In just ten minutes, more than a thousand dustpans were unloaded. After the white-haired middle-aged man ordered a certain amount, he gave the money to Liu Dageng, but he did not leave to be busy at the first time. It was pulling Liu Xing to a remote corner in the backyard of the tempeh shop.

"Son, why are you going?" Liu Dageng looked at something wrong and couldn't help shouting.

"Dad, please go back! I'll be back later." Liu Xing waved to his father, and then disappeared with the white-haired middle-aged man.

Liu Dageng had no choice but to leave in a tractor.

Tempeh shop backyard.

Seeing that there is no one around, the white-haired middle-aged man said cautiously: "My boss has something to ask you for help. It is inconvenient to tell you where there are many people. Please forgive me."

"What's the matter?" Liu Xing vaguely guessed that Sister Zhang might ask him to get from Banqiao Town to repair the golden bean steamer.

But where he can walk now, even if he promises, he will talk about it in a few days.

Unexpectedly, what the white-haired middle-aged person said was not about the Golden Bean Steamer: “That’s it. The tempeh restaurant is now experiencing difficulties. The proprietress wants me to ask you whether to continue the business or close the door and wait for the Golden Bean Steamer to be repaired. It's opening the door."

"This is what you meant? According to Zhang's character, you would never say such a thing." Liu Xing said in a daze.

"This...yes! Yes!" The white-haired middle-aged man nodded awkwardly.

This Liu Xing is really a human being. This insider can guess it. In fact, Zhang Xiaoying meant to let him take care of it. Anyway, this tempeh shop has always been managed by him, so whether to close the door or continue to operate, both It is up to him to decide.

But this decision is hard to make!If the door is closed, I am afraid that it will take some time to resume the previous business in the future, but if the door is not closed, this loss-making business looks bad, and he really doesn't want to continue operating it.

Liu Xing is a reborn person. He immediately saw what the gray-haired middle-aged man thought. After a moment of contemplation, he said: "The problem with the tempeh shop lies in the production process. Sister Zhang is working hard to solve it. It is difficult to repair the Golden Bean Steamer, but it may not be possible. Maybe it will be repaired tomorrow, maybe it will never be repaired. So... in the belief of Sister Zhang, I think you should continue to operate it, even if it is. There is no tempeh, but it’s a good thing to let buyers know that the tempeh shop is not closed!"

"Indeed!" The white-haired middle-aged man nodded in agreement. He used to be impatient. If he retreats before everything is finalized, then this tempeh shop will not be able to use him in the future.

"By the way, since the tempeh shop can't produce tempeh now, is the dustpan still needed?" Liu Xing asked tentatively.

If needed, continue production.

If you don't need it, there is no burden at all now.

Because there are still baskets and bamboo mats to maintain the livelihood of the stick products workshop.

"Tell you the truth! The lady boss gave me a total of 5,000 dustpans, and your house is now making 5,000 dustpans. You have to remove the more than 2,000 that have been sent before!" Baifazhong Nian replied with a smile.

"Got it!" Liu Xing breathed a sigh of relief, turned and walked towards the breakfast shop.