Reborn Craftsman

Chapter 26 Retribution is coming
Because most of the people who bought his handmade grasshoppers were repeat customers, and he also helped attract a lot of loyal customers.

Liu Dageng looked at the busy Liu Xing, and couldn't help but smiled gratifiedly: "I've been looking at this handmade grasshopper for a long time, but I can't figure out the mystery of it, do you two understand it?"

He looked at his younger brother Liu Huaqing and his daughter-in-law Zhu Meiling.

"I don't understand!" Liu Huaqing replied truthfully.

"Me too!" Zhu Meiling followed suit.

It is only now that they understand that the craft of bamboo craftsman seems simple, but it is very difficult to master it. It is even more difficult to achieve Liu Xing's ability to sell bamboo products for money, and sell them at a high price.

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

"Hmm!" Zhu Meiling replied softly.

"Hurry up and finish making the remaining handmade grasshoppers. Dad has something important to tell you later!" Liu Dageng looked serious.

"Okay!" Liu Xing had no choice but to speed up his hands.

There is no way, this handmade grasshopper is like a bamboo dragonfly, no!If an ordinary bamboo craftsman wants to learn it, it is simply a dream, so now he has to force one person to make it.

After about half an hour, Liu Xing finally finished the work at hand.

Liu Dageng looked at the time: "Your mother and I walked around the market. There are indeed a lot of bamboos for sale, and the price is very cheap, but so far, I haven't bought any of them."

"Why?" Liu Xing was puzzled.

"Because I don't know how many dustpans the proprietress of the tempeh shop will need next! Nanzhu is bought and sold in large quantities in this market, and the one-time transaction volume exceeds five hundred!" Liu Dageng explained the reason.

"There should be at least a few thousand!" Liu Xing thought for a while and replied: "Why don't we ask Sister Zhang now, and then go to buy Nanzhu?"

"I'll just wait for your words!" Liu Dagen said with a smile.

"Then let's go!" Fourth Uncle urged.

"Okay!" Liu Xing told Liu Hang to see the wonton shop and his younger sister, and immediately took his fourth uncle and father to walk in the direction of the soy sauce shop.

Mother Zhu Meiling didn't keep up, but helped sort out Liu Xing's ten-cent bills in the basket. Judging by the piled up amount, it might be dozens of dollars.

Seeing this, Little Peanut hurried over to help, he was extremely busy.

……

The tempeh shop hasn't arrived yet.

The sharp-eyed Liu Xing saw Wang Xiaohe and his daughter-in-law selling dustpans at a conspicuous temporary booth.

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

It's already twelve o'clock, if it can't be sold, I'm afraid it will be taken home.

Liu Dageng also saw this scene, and whispered to Liu Xing: "When I first came to the market, I saw Wang Xiaohe directly send the dustpan to Mrs. Zhang, but Mrs. Zhang didn't want any of them, and almost quarreled with Wang Xiaohe. stand up."

"Why are you arguing?" Liu Xing didn't understand. Could this Wang Xiaohe be able to buy and sell by force in the market?

"You don't know!" Liu Dagen couldn't help laughing when he said this: "The size of the dustpan that Wang Xiaohe asked someone to weave is wrong, and it simply wouldn't fit in the wooden shelf where Boss Zhang's wife dried beans."

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

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

This Wang Xiaohe made a dustpan and gave it to Sister Zhang regardless of indiscriminateness.

"Huh? Even so, half of Wang Xiaohe's dustpans should have been sold in the market? Why doesn't it look like it sold at all?" Liu Xing looked at his father suspiciously.

"Haha... I know this!" Uncle Liu Huaqing couldn't help but said, "For some reason, most of the dustpans made by Wang Xiaohe's family have collapsed, and the appearance in my hand is so ugly. I leaned over and took a look, and almost killed me laughing."

"So that's the case!" Liu Xing sighed and shook his head.

For the dustpan made of wet bamboo, if the technique of breaking the bamboo is not well mastered, the collapse of the bamboo is still a trivial matter, and it will be a headache if it cannot be sold in a few days and becomes deformed.

Poor Wang Xiaohe probably didn't think of this at all, so he snapped up Nanzhu in Qingshi Village!
Now the feeling of retribution is just beginning, just wait!
He is uncomfortable!
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Zhang Xiaoying's soy sauce shop.

Although almost all the people who went to the market had left, the business was still booming.

At this time, she was counting the amount of steamed soybean meal in the dustpan, when she saw Liu Xing and her father coming, she hurried up to greet her: "Are you all finished?"

"En!" Liu Xing nodded.

"Hehe, this kid is busy!" Liu Dageng said haha, and pulled Liu Huaqing to the side to chat. I don't know why, since the last time he pretended to be a master bamboo craftsman at Mingchen Restaurant, when he saw Zhang Xiaoying A little scared.

After watching them leave, Zhang Xiaoying said: "Liu Xing, you are not kind!"

"How do you say that?" Liu Xing was confused.

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

"Yes!" Liu Xing did not deny it.

"It's absolutely true that you are not kind. Wang Xiaohe said that you introduced him to sell the dustpan. I was so happy at the time, but when I saw the quality of the dustpan, I almost turned my mouth off!" Zhang Xiaoying said angrily. He stared at Liu Xing.

"This Wang Xiaohe is really shameless! I didn't introduce him to you to sell dustpans." Liu Xing shook his head helplessly, and he told the inside story that all the bamboos in Qingshi Village were cut off by Wang Xiaohe.

After Zhang Xiaoying understood, she took two steps back in surprise: "My mother, according to this, we were all almost cheated by Wang Xiaohe?"

"You almost, I've been tricked, and now Nanzhu can't be bought in Qingshi Village, so I can't weave a dustpan at all!" Liu Xing leaned on the big tree beside him: "Sister, tell me, How many more dustpans are needed, so that my father can buy bamboo at the market and start working."

"According to my current business, I really need as much as I have, but I don't know how long the golden bean steamer will last. Let's talk about the matter of the steamer." Zhang Xiaoying thought for a while, and finally gave the answer.

"Alright then!" Liu Xing nodded slowly, remembering it in his heart.

Five thousand dustpans, that is 1 yuan, which is enough for him to build a new red brick house.

And she also believed that Sister Zhang's bold personality would never contradict what she said.

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

"No!" Liu Xing shook his head.

"This guy must have gone to that place to play secretly again. I told him to give you the lone copy of the golden bean steamer and the tools of the bamboo craftsman!" Zhang Xiaoying stomped anxiously, turned around and ran away.

(End of this chapter)