I went ashore by weaving straw shoes and became a master craftsman

Chapter 40 Wang Saburo is back
Jia Yu, who was anxious for a day, was afraid that the shopkeeper would come today. She didn't expect to be afraid of what would happen, but she didn't expect that Hu Bao was so capable and blessed.

"Tsk tsk tsk, just these dragonflies cut from bamboo slices, four yuan each? It's almost as much as the price of a liter of grain. One hundred rolling lights? People will come to pick them up at noon the next day? Alas, the fields are not far away. Get rid of people, or if we work together, we can make a lot more."

Wang Weng was not used to using a bamboo knife, and was slowly getting used to it. He dismissed his old wife's idea: "People gave two hundred fixed money. They said it was a fixed money, but in fact they only needed a hundred. Then let's make up these, don't be greedy." .One hundred is quite a lot, two hundred are really made, and the courtyard is full of people crowded with lanterns, can people still come in?"

The juniors were amused by the elder father, and their minds were full of images of adults in nice clothes tripping over a pile of lanterns, getting up and tripping again.

Little Jia went out with a basin of dirty clothes, met her neighbors who were doing the laundry together, and asked her enviously: "It's spread in the village, your niece is really capable, she has made a big deal with the village peddler. "

"It's not a big deal."

"Look at Aja's strict mouth, this is a good thing, there is nothing you can't say."

Little Jia: "I just came back from the field. I really don't know as much as you guys. I can't make up nonsense."

When the woman Li heard the word "blind", she suddenly thought of Wang Dalang, approached little Jia and said, "This time the long house is very capable, if this continues, you may have to rely on the long house everywhere after the second house."

"That's what I said, we don't have a separate family, and the family relies on my uncle! It's not a house!"

Li's mouth curled up: "Then your niece's money will be handed over to your aunt? Wang Xia... Your husband and brother have no selfish intentions and don't save your niece's dowry? Tsk tsk tsk, I don't believe it!"

Little Jia gave a "chuck" smile, "You're talking about selfishness, but if someone really has selfishness, how can you shout it out and let me know?"

The women laughed.

Zhangcang's mother, Mrs. Zhao, had been walking on the far side, and said at this time: "I dare not say to others, this child, Age, is not selfish. Sister Jia, your Wang family can have such a face-saving girl. Blessing."

Little Jia: "Azhao's words touched my heart. I sincerely hope that my niece will be more patient. If I can save enough money to buy a farm ox, I will be more thankful. My uncle will not have to work so hard. There is no need to ask someone to borrow a car for a long distance.”

Mrs. Zhao blushed. Her son, Zhang Cang, learned his craft from Wang Ge. The Wang family never cared what the Zhang family asked or wanted.As a result, Wang Sanlang came to borrow an ox cart this morning, and politely brought over two liters of millet for footwork, but Jun Gu accepted it.

Mrs. Li leaned over again: "Ajia is so filial. Speaking of going out, did you see your uncle rushing away with an ox cart this morning? It's late and you haven't seen him come back yet? "

Little Jia cast a cold glance at Zhao, but said, "I don't know whose ox cart I borrowed, I just know it's going to his aunt's house. Shatun is far away, and I won't be back until noon tomorrow."

She was right in her prediction, Wang Sanlang did come back after noon the next day, he called out to the courtyard, unloaded the pumpkin food box and bamboo curtains in the courtyard, and went to Zhanghu to return the car first.

Wang Ge went over, and Wang Yun jumped up and down to help sister.

Salesman Feng came over in the morning, inspected the fifty bamboo dragonflies one by one, and took the two hundred money very happily.He looked at the Wang family's yard with great interest. There were several more clotheslines than yesterday, and there were rickety bamboo lanterns hanging on them.

The shopkeeper thought it was a loss yesterday, but today he regretted it a bit.Look at them round and round. If we sew colorful covers and light them up at night and roll them around, they are always dazzling. Wouldn’t it cause children to scream?

Otherwise, he can buy a few for two dollars, and if he can't sell them, he will give them to his children to play with?
At this time, Wang Ge smiled and carried the food box over, and said, "Uncle, this is the food box I made. The bamboo curtain was broken on the road, so it will not be sold."

Merchant Feng is a very clever person, he didn't ask any questions at all, he said "good, good", fixed his eyes on the food box, and secretly marveled: Are the craftsmen so good now?How do you feel that it is much better than the craftsmanship of the craftsmen in the village?
He opened the lid, and to his surprise, it turned out that a small pumpkin made of thin strips was firmly embedded in the inner top of the lid!The point is, there is an even smaller pumpkin inside the hollowed-out gap of the little pumpkin!

"Wang Jiangtong, I'll take this food box. You ask for a price!"

Wang Weng and his son wondered, isn't it all the salesmen asking the price?

At this time, Wang Sanlang came back after returning the ox cart. Seeing his nephew Wang Yun standing by the courtyard gate, his eyes were red and his jaw was shaking, he asked, "Tiger head, what's the matter? Who bullied you, tell third uncle."

Wang Yun sobbed, shook his head without looking at Third Uncle, and wiped away the tears before they fell.

A few laughs suddenly sounded in the courtyard.Wang Sanlang picked up Wang An and went into the courtyard, wondering why there were so many bamboo cages hanging up. He wanted to make his nephew laugh, so he deliberately asked, "Why are there so many round cages? Tell Uncle San, are they used to trap rabbits up the mountain?" "

Wang Yun didn't return to him, twisted his body down, buried his face in his father's arms in aggrieved manner, and shed a few tears as much as he wanted.

In the end, Salesman Feng agreed on a price for the pumpkin food box, seventy dollars!It is more expensive than a bucket of rice, exceeding Wang Ge's expectation.

He told Wang Ge that if there were no two small silk pumpkins in the cover, he would only pay fifty dollars.He also said: "Who is short of food boxes now? People who buy this kind of thing, do they really use it for food? Hehe, they usually hold some preserved fruit, or pens and inks when they are outing or meeting friends. Once you open this box, put the lid on. Put it back like this, tsk tsk tsk..."

The salesman hesitated, and finally did not buy the bamboo roller lamp.

After the family watched the delivery man leave, Wang Weng's face turned from joy to anger.Looking at the window mats rolled up under the wall, what else do you not understand?No wonder Hutou was wronged like that just now.Age weaved obviously the best bamboo curtains interwoven with green and yellow bamboo strips, but what Sanlang brought back from Shatun was rough straw curtains made of wheat straw and hemp rope!

"Bastard! Incompetent bastard! I'm poor enough to make patches, and I'll give away the curtain that my niece worked so hard to weave! I'll let you give it away, and I'll let you make up your own mind!" Wang Weng lifted the straw curtain and kept hitting Saburo.

Wang Yun cried out in fright: "Don't beat me, dad, don't be angry, don't beat third uncle!"

Seeing that her father was anxious to come over on crutches, Wang Ge's hair was caught by the rolling lamp, so she just hugged the tiger's head and hid.

Behind him, Wang Sanlang only dared to hide his face, and explained: "Father, listen to me! I was late, and my aunt had already hung up the curtain made by Age. If it is untied and torn, it will definitely be sold." Don’t go out. This straw curtain was made by my aunt, and it’s also new, so it’s enough.”

"Are you? Can this be... ahem?" The straw mat was knocked off the ground, and Wang Weng coughed angrily, his face flushed.

When Wang Ge heard his father coughing, he hurried back and kicked the straw mat away first. When he turned his head, he saw his father slapping his hand, which frightened her, and immediately hugged him by the arm: "Father! If this is all to blame, Third Uncle, Third Uncle is wronged too! Besides, don’t let outsiders hear the joke.” She was annoyed at Third Uncle, but slapping Third Uncle in front of the younger generation is not the same thing as venting anger on a straw mat just now.

Wang Weng was most afraid of publicizing his family ugliness, so he walked back angrily, but forgot to dodge, and his hair was caught by the bamboo ring on the clothesline.

As soon as Wang Sanlang stretched out his hand, he was shouted away.

"Get up and go!"

Wang Ge really couldn't reach that lock of hair, and my father's eyesight was bad, so my third uncle had to untie it again.

A piece of bamboo curtain, whether it is valuable or not is second to none. The most important thing is that the third room cannot tamper with the utensils of other rooms. It is even more abominable to replace it with a bad straw curtain without permission!This matter must be returned to the long room for justice.

　Aunt: Refers to the mother-in-law.Uncle refers to father-in-law.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)