Rebirth Craftsman

September 1st was a busy day for Liu Xing, because he got up early in the morning. Instead of rushing to study, he wanted to help the preserved egg breakfast shop. After all, on this day of school, there were many students eating breakfast.

There is also a stick product workshop. Because of a few fewer people, the speed of making stick products can't keep up. He has to adjust the manpower to run normally.

Originally, Zhu Xiuqing arranged these things, but the girl had a cold recently and couldn't say anything with a bad voice. Liu Xing had no choice but to do it herself.

By the time I was almost busy, it was already more than a minute before the start of the morning.

Liu Xing didn't want to be late, so he had to hand over other unfinished things to his parents, then ate a bowl of rice noodles hastily, and rode his sister and brother to Qingshi Primary School on a motorcycle.

And his school is Pinewood Middle School, which is farther away than Qingshi Primary School. Fortunately, he went there on a motorcycle, otherwise he would be late.

However, when he arrived at school, he was a little depressed.

Because the school’s parking shed was full of bicycles, he had no place to park his motorcycle. He was planning to talk to the fat owner of the commissary, but the gloomy sky was raining heavily.

And this one is a whole day.

Until four o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Xing paid the tuition fee and received the new book and returned home. The heavy rain has not stopped.

The heavy rain had a great impact on the business of Liu Xing's stick products workshop and the preserved egg breakfast shop.

Because as the heavy rain fell and the weather gradually turned cooler, the orders for bamboo mats will obviously decrease. It can be seen that Zhang Yan did not come to the greenhouse to urge the production of bamboo mats today.

As for the preserved egg breakfast shop, because the lobby capacity is only so large, the villagers can never stand on the street eating rice noodles under heavy rain, so the turnover has fallen off a cliff.

According to statistics from Li Daweitong.

The gross income on this day is not even 1,000 yuan.

Only a little over eight hundred.

Although it still made a profit, for Liu Xing.

It's a bit too little.

However, the heavy rain did not mean to stop.

It kept going down intermittently until half a month later, that is, September 15th.

The order for bamboo mats was directly reduced by more than two-thirds due to the heavy rain.

As for Luokung's orders, it has become zero.

Because as the weather turns cooler, every household in the countryside has almost harvested late rice, and there is no demand for baskets.

As for the preserved egg breakfast shop, the turnover on September 7 fell below 500 for an unprecedented time.

Excluding all the expenses, Liu Xing would lose money.

In the past half month, Mr. Chen had no news about the brick factory.

Liu Xing wanted to ask, but in the end it was nothing.

Because he hasn't been in the mood to take care of these recently. In addition to going to school every day, he also has to take care of his younger siblings. Although not very tired, he doesn't want to move as soon as he sits down.

Of course, the most important thing is that he knows that even if he asks, there will be no results. After all, it has been raining recently, and some trivial matters in the brick factory are still in a state of shutdown and have not been dealt with at all.

Seeing that the heavy rain finally stopped today, and it was Sunday again, after Liu Xing finished his homework, he took his younger sister, Peanut, and strolled down the streets of the market.

To his surprise, today is not the day to go to the market, but there are so many villagers selling piglets at the market. Under this number, there are as many as 50 or 60. As for the piglets, it is even more full. The fairs are all.

But what was puzzled was that no pedestrians who passed by bought the piglet and looked disgusted.

Upon seeing this, Liu Xing curiously stopped a villager he knew: "Brother Wang, why are there so many piglet sellers these days? Is it possible that the pork has plummeted?"

"Hi! This is not the result of this heavy rain. Swine fever has recently broken out across the country. Although the piglets in the villages around Qingshi Village have not been infected by swine fever, the price of pigs has fallen drastically. Who dares to feed them? Pig! So they gathered at this time to sell the piglets, hoping to recover some of the losses!" The villager named Brother Wang sighed and told the inside story.

"So that's it!" Liu Xing's eyes gradually brightened upon hearing this.

If I remember correctly, the swine fever caused by this heavy rain really did not spread to the YH city area, not even in the southern province.

However, the price of pigs has fallen to an unprecedented trough due to the terrible nature of this swine fever. It seems that in September, a piglet of 20 or 30 catties can be bought for 10 yuan.

In other words, a catty of pork is only 30 cents a catty.

He still remembers his father's sigh and complaint to him in 93 years before he was born again. If he had known that the price of pigs had soared in October, he would not sell the piglets he had worked so hard to raise.

Then it was too late to say this at the time, and it couldn't change the fact of losing money at all.

But now it's different. The swine fever incident is reopened in front of him. If he doesn't make a fortune from the memory of rebirth, he seems to be really sorry for himself.

Just before buying these piglets, you need to know the venue of these piglets!

Liu Xing has a headache thinking about this. There is this place in his hometown in Qingshi Village. Because the back mountain is very large, it is enough to surround it with screened windows and cloth and Nanzhu. However, the adobe house cannot be lived in anymore. These piglets are sent back, I'm afraid there will be great danger.

"What should I do?" Liu Xing looked at the piglets in the pig cages on the ground, anxious in his heart.

Because he estimated that this piglet can't be sold is definitely just a matter of these few days. Once he missed it, he was looking for such a good opportunity, I was afraid it would not work at all.

When he was about to go back and think about a way, he saw the stall one hundred meters in front of him. His old classmate Wang Qing and his mother were also selling piglets at the market, but because the piglets could not be sold, the family was frowning. I don't know what to do!

"Huh? Yes!" Liu Xing hurriedly walked towards Wang Qing's position.

If he remembers correctly, Wang Qing's family has several pig pens, and the area is also very large, but they are abandoned there because they are not fed.

If he rented out the piglets to store them, there should be no problem.

And just before this thought, Liu Xing came to Wang Qing. Seeing Wang Qing lowered his head and seemed to be thinking about something on his mind, he smiled and shouted, "Hey, old classmate! How do you sell piglets? ?"

"Huh?" Wang Qing quickly recovered from his thoughts after hearing the words. After seeing Liu Xing, he couldn't help rolling his eyes: "It's okay, don't bother me!"

"I didn't bother you! Ask you how to sell this piglet!" Liu Xing shook his head and put down the peanut in his hand.

"Really buy?" Wang Qing was a little surprised.

"Well, I really bought it, and there are more than one or two. There are all piglets in this market. I can't do it alone, I want to ask you for help!" Liu Xing said seriously.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Wang Qing reached out and touched Liu Xing's forehead. Seeing that Liu Xing did not have a fever or a cold, he gave Liu Xing angrily at the moment: "I know you have a lot of money, but don't make fun of me. Right!"

Now that the price of piglets is so low, others are eager to make a move, but Liu Xing is good, but he even buys it on a large scale. This is definitely the reason for the brain damage.

"I really didn't tease you, didn't you want to make money to support your family? This time is an opportunity!" Liu Xing pulled Wang Qing to a corner of no one: "I won't talk nonsense with you, as long as you promise to help me buy pigs Tsai, I will pay you 100 yuan a day's wages."

"I really want to buy it? And it's the kind that I bought all?" Wang Qing held his breath, eyes wide.

"Yeah!" Liu Xing nodded seriously.

"Did you receive any news that this piglet will increase in price in the future?" Wang Qing still couldn't help asking.

After all, he knew that Liu Xing's money was actually not easy to make. It was all hard money. If you lost all of it because of buying piglets, it would not be worth the loss.

"This is a secret, you will know in the future, you just said that this is a help or not, yes! I want to rent all your pigpens to store these piglets. And you want your mother to help look after and feed them. "After Liu Xing looked around cautiously, he said what was in his heart.

"This... My mother and I have no problem at all, but what if the piglets are not fed well and die, or are infected with swine fever? My mother can't afford it." Wang Qing was a little worried after thinking about it. Said.

This time the large-scale sale of piglets was caused by swine fever. Liu Xing went against the wind. If he really met, he would not lose money.

This is naturally good, and she also followed suit.

If you lose money, I'm afraid you won't be able to raise your head in Qingshi Village in the future.

However, Liu Xing has only one sentence, that is: "I will bear all risks."

This is decisive, and there is no point in joking.

"Okay then! I'll discuss it with my mother. If she agrees, you'll be ready to sell piglets for money!" After Wang Qing had spoken, he turned to discuss with his mother.

Liu Xing held Xiao Peanut's hand and waited.

After a while.

Wang Qing brought him good news.

But there is a prerequisite. They don't want to ask for more if Liu Xing makes money. Even if they lose money, they must give their mother and daughter the same amount of money for feeding and watching pigs.

This Liu Xing naturally agreed.

Then she gave her younger sister Xiao Peanut to her younger brother Liu Hangzhao to see.

So he took Wang Qing and began to put away the piglets in the market.

Each piglet costs ten yuan, and he doesn't want any more.

Of course, he will not give the villagers less money, after all, the price of ten yuan a piglet is already low.

After collecting a tractor full of piglets, he asked the driver to transport Wang Qing's mother back to Qingshi Village, and then put them in the pigpen.

This was repeated until he bought nearly 500 piglets and he stopped. There was no way, and Wang Qing's pigpen could not fit.

If it continues, I'm afraid there will be dead pigs due to crowding.

He had already experienced this before he was reborn, so he didn't want to repeat the same mistakes.

However, just when he asked Wang Qing's mother to continue to find the pigsty for him, his father Liu Dageng and his mother Zhu Meiling rushed over, and as soon as they met, they grabbed Liu Xing's ear and started cursing.

"Is your kid getting itchy recently, and there is no place to spend this money before buying all the piglets at the market?"

"Son, do you know? Now the whole market is talking about you! They say you are two hundred and five. Buy these piglets and wait to lose money!"