small farmer

Chapter 922 Sailboat (12)

Although the little duck has a big brain
But Uncle Er Niu didn't intend to deal with him at first, but that guy actually secretly put banana leaves under the bed, planning to crush them when he sleeps at night to make banana leaf specimens.

That's okay, the stem of the banana leaf, how much water does it contain, what should I do if it soaks into the bed sheet?
As a result, the little guy became a tragedy. After being caught by Uncle Er Niu, he was beaten violently and punished by kneeling all afternoon. He was not released until after dinner at night.

What a poor little fellow!Zhang Feng found it interesting even thinking about it.

"The little duck isn't at home?" Zhang Feng looked at it, but he didn't find the little guy, so he asked curiously.

"Here, do your homework in the room!" Uncle Er Niu shook his head.

Zhang Feng smiled and walked quietly to the little guy's room.

I saw the little duck sitting at the desk, writing homework seriously, and he didn't even notice when he walked into the room.

Seeing that the little guy was so serious, Zhang Feng didn't bother him, and quietly backed out.
Aunt Er Niu is packing ingredients in the kitchen, preparing dinner for the evening, and entertaining a few tourists in the evening!
After walking out, Zhang Feng pulled a chair and sat down, then asked Uncle Er Niu:

"Uncle Er Niu, have you passed the second subject?"

"Of course, can it be that simple?" Uncle Er Niu Niu Pi coaxed.

Zhang Feng couldn't help shaking his head with a smile. This guy is still acting so aggressive, he must have just passed the exam.

"Surely you just passed the exam?"

"Don't you know that it's a waste of money? Isn't it enough if you pass the exam?" Uncle Er Niu said nonchalantly.

Well, what Uncle Er Niu said seemed to make sense, so Zhang Feng didn't say anything else.

Just then, two tourists came up by the side door.

"Boss, bring me a jar of glutinous rice wine!"

"Good! Here we come, here we come!" Uncle Er Niu saw that the business was coming, and hurried to the stall.

Zhang Feng saw that Uncle Er Niu was busy and didn't bother him, so he left here quietly.

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"What is Hong doing?"

"Hey, Brother Feng, come in and sit down, I'm weaving a fruit basket!" A Hong saw Zhang Feng and stood up quickly.

"Hehe, don't worry about me, you're busy with your work, I'll just take a look!"

Zhang Feng walked into the yard of A Hong's house and looked at A Hong's completed works.

I have to say that this guy does have some skills. He applied his grandfather's weaving skills to handicrafts and achieved great success.

Now I can earn [-] to [-] yuan a month, which is almost the envy of the young people in the village.

In the past, Master Kidnap made some practical farm tools and kitchen utensils, such as bamboo baskets, sieves, dustpans, brushes, etc.

But now Ahong is making handicrafts, such as fruit baskets, fruit plates, and various woven small animals.

Recently, Ahong is still researching weaving wicker into pictures. If he succeeds, he believes that the market prospect will be very broad.

After all, there are a lot of hanging calligraphy and paintings nowadays, so if there are pictures of wickerwork, there must be many people who are willing to buy them and hang them at home. Some people will like such a unique willow weaving.

"Hey, you also made a sailboat?" Zhang Feng's eyes lit up when he saw the handicrafts on the coffee table, and he thought it was very good.

"Well, I suddenly had an inspiration some time ago, so I made a practice hand!" A Hong explained with a smile.

"Then why did you only make one?" Zhang Feng asked curiously.

"It's too time-consuming to make this thing. It took me a whole week. Even if I'm proficient, it should take about three days. No, I've listed the price at 880, and it hasn't been sold yet!" Ah Hong was a little depressed Said.

Zhang Feng took a look. Although Ah Hong's sailboat was exquisitely made, it was unavoidably skewed for the first time. This should be the reason why it couldn't be sold. Of course, the price may also be a factor.

"Brother Feng, you can move back if you want!" Ah Hong said generously.

"Hehe, that's fine, I won't be polite to you!" Zhang Feng really likes it, and he wants to take it back to study and study, and plans to try it himself!
"You're welcome, Brother Feng, if you have time, can you draw a picture for me?" Ahong scratched his head in embarrassment and asked.

"Hehe, no problem, tell me what painting you want, and I will draw it for you tomorrow!" Zhang Feng readily agreed.

"That's really great. Brother Feng, I like the picture of lotus flowers in your house. You can just draw one like that for me!" Hearing Zhang Feng's promise, Ahong suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

For Zhang Feng's paintings, Ah Hong admired Zhang Feng's paintings. Every time he saw his paintings, it was like seeing Qi Baishi and Zhang Daqian's paintings, which always gave people a feeling of ignorance.

"Okay, I've finished the drawing, and I'll bring it to you after it's framed!"

"Hehe, that's impossible. Brother Feng, you finished the painting, just call me." A Hong said quickly.

"Thank you, Ah Hong, I have carried your sailboat away!"

Ah Hong laughed and said that Fang Zheng couldn't sell it even if he kept it at home, so he asked Zhang Feng to move away quickly.

Zhang Feng was also very happy, cheerfully hugging the wicker sailboat as if walking home.

Walking on the road, I happened to meet Aunt Gui Lian, and Aunt Gui Lian laughed and joked, "Hey, where did you find the baby on Xiaofeng?"

"I got it from Ah Hong! Where is Aunt Guilian going?" Zhang Feng responded with a smile.

"I'll go to the field to pick some cucumbers, there are tourists who want to eat them at night!" Aunt Guilian said cheerfully.

Now that everyone has opened a homestay, the income of every household has increased a lot. At least seven to eight thousand a month can increase their income, let alone more, and some earn fifty to sixty thousand a month.

Of course, this still doesn't count the Yang family's compound and Zhang Feng's homestay, otherwise the number would be even more astonishing.

I just bid farewell to Aunt Guilian and met Uncle Dashan again. I saw Uncle Dashan carrying a vegetable basket and probably going down to the field to pick vegetables.

"Hey, Xiaofeng, your boat is made of gold, it's so golden!" Uncle Dashan joked with a smile.

"That's right, isn't the willow sticks like gold to Ah Hong! With just a few wicker sticks, Ah Hong can sell them for less than two thousand!" Zhang Feng said with a smile.

"Tsk tsk! It's good to have a handicraft, a rough man like us can only work hard!" Looking at the sailboat in Zhang Feng's hand, Uncle Dashan said enviously.

"Come on, Uncle Dashan, you can earn [-] to [-] yuan a month, and you still like A Hong's three melons and two dates?" Zhang Feng joked with a smile.

"Hehe, why don't you like it? Isn't Ah Hong just starting out? I think, as long as he can persevere, he must have a better future than those of us who grow crops!"

I have to say that Uncle Dashan is indeed very far-sighted. Ahong's handicrafts have a huge market and unlimited potential. In the future, as long as the technology continues to improve, it will definitely make more money than everyone else growing crops.

(End of this chapter)