Rebirth Space Farming

Chapter 257 The Golden Pie That Falls From the Sky
After weaving the new purple bamboo mat, Xiaoxian sorted out the remaining bamboo strips, and found that due to the infusion of spiritual energy, there were a lot of bamboo strips that were expected to be used to weave a piece of purple bamboo.

She promised Mao Dazhu one mat a week, and the material was also estimated by the stingy Mao Dazhu.

Xiao Xian thought about it, and while it was still early, made up some new things overnight.

Xiaoxian used to be clumsy, but she didn't know that in bamboo art, many things in weaving are perfect until after weaving mats.

Early the next morning, everyone in the Zeng family had pillow mats woven with purple bamboo on their beds.Near the end of August, the heat in BJ seems to be endless, and the mercury column in the thermometer is still high, which makes people feel irritable when they look at it.

During the few days when Mao Dazhu was supervising the renovation of the shop in the bamboo mat shop, the temperature had already jumped to 38 degrees.

The business of the mat shop has improved a little because of the last black wisteria's short-lived appearance.

In addition, under the stimulation of Xiaoxian, the old people in the nursing home worked hard to weave. Yu Shanyang alone took out a wisteria mat twice as fast as before.

When Xiaoxian came to the mat shop with the purple bamboo mat that was cooler than ice, Mao Dazhu had a wet towel around his neck and a water glass in his hand, and asked the few people in the shop to put it on. The mats were arranged from the storefront and moved to the north of the storefront.

Mao Dazhu's store is really good in terms of location. It is next to two old-fashioned communities, and there are several newly developed communities around it.

There are also many convenient facilities such as bus stations and vegetable markets.I heard that in the second half of the year, a large multinational supermarket will open in front of the street, and more people will gather there.

The mat shop has an area of ​​8M*10M, and it belongs to the integration of two stores. The left and right sides are next to other shops, and the front is Mao Dazhu's shop for selling mats.

There was originally a door at the back, but it was sealed by Mao Dazhu, and it was used to store extra mats.

After the peak sales season, the mats no longer need to be stored. Mao Dazhu wanted to have another big clearance sale before the summer was over.Free up the warehouse space, and then clean it, it can be used as an agricultural specialty store.

Seeing Xiaoxian coming over, Mao Dazhu was a little bit surprised that he made the mat in one night?This is too fast, he thought it would take at least several days of work.

"I said, don't cut corners. If this mat is worse than the black wisteria last time, the business of the store will be moved back." In fact, Mao Dazhu has no idea, after all, no one in China dares to use purple bamboo strips to weave mats. , black wisteria is soft and easy to weave.

As soon as the mat was opened, Mao Dazhu hurriedly put it away, and shouted to the shop assistants behind him: "Hurry up, go and empty the mat inside, and I will bring someone over to look at the store in a few days."

After shouting earlier, Mao Dazhu immediately put on a pleasant attitude, "Xiao Xian, this mat is really made of purple bamboo, so it belongs to me?"

Seeing his cautious look, Xiaoxian couldn't help laughing, "It belongs to you in the first place. After selling it, remember to subtract the money on the book."

"How can I forget, old man, I have a good memory. But after deducting the money on the account, I have to sell the mat first," Mao Dazhu's eyes disappeared from laughing, but he didn't plan to sell it like last time. The mat was placed in the store, but he found out the owner of the art company surnamed Qiu who had given him a business card in the store last time.

As soon as I heard that there was a new mat, the other party came within an hour.

"Mr. Mao, did you say that the black wisteria mats from last time are in stock again?" Boss Qiu of Huanqiu Art Company is actually a Taiwanese. money.

Later, the government tightened control, and the standard of living in mainland China also improved. Boss Qiu registered an art company to bring in Western gadgets and sell Eastern antiques. He now has such a thick and thick family background.

Boss Qiu is also a sharp-eyed man. He saw the benefits of the black wisteria mat at that time, and wanted to buy it at a high price. A few days after he left the mat shop, he still called every day, clung to Mao Dazhu, and Mao Dazhu couldn't let go. It was prevaricated on the grounds that it was out of stock.

"It's not the black wisteria mat. The Southern and North Koreans have been fighting each other recently. The shells are flying here and there. The border control is very strict. It will be a while before there will be black wisteria, but Boss Qiu, relying on you for so many days, I have been thinking about it." I have a better mat here, and I brought it to you just after weaving it." Mao Dazhu pulled Boss Qiu to the warehouse behind, and Xiao Xian accompanied the shop assistants, sorting out the things in the shop. mat.

It didn't take long for Boss Qiu and Mao Dazhu to come out from behind with their shoulders crossed, and the mat was already in Boss Qiu's hands. "Brother, if there is such a good mat in the future, you must be the first to notify me."

"That's right, Brother Qiu, you have a good eye and you're a man of knowledge. It's the first time we've done business, and it's a pleasant cooperation." Mao Dazhu's face was flushed, and his mouth was grinning into his ears.

In just a short time, the two of them crossed the age gap and directly called each other brothers.

After the person left, Xiao Xian walked up to Mao Dazhu, "Sold it so soon? How much?"

Mao Dazhu's face changed even faster than that of a Beijing opera, and the corners of his mouth immediately drooped, "Hey, it's a pity that it's the end of August now, and the price of the mat is not high, only 5000 yuan. Such a painstakingly woven mat , which is only worth as much as buffalo leather mats. Let me do the math, I spent 1000 yuan to transport the bamboo back from Zhejiang by air, and I spent 500 yuan to stuff it into the Baoshan Temple janitor monk’s red envelope, and "

"Don't blackmail me, I heard you. You sold it for 5000 yuan. After deducting the air ticket and red envelope money, you have [-] yuan left. Remember to deduct it from the account." In a place of ten square meters, there are many places where you can't squat down, and you still hope that you can hide it from her ears.

Mao Dazhu picked his ear sockets, he heard right, how could Xiao Xian hear the price he said so quietly.Zhenxiemen, like the previous sister Mei Xiang, she can hear bad words as loud as a mosquito's chirping.

Mao Dazhu also hoped to exploit more and let Xiao Xian weave more mats.Looking at it this way, I really can't hide it from her in the future.Thinking of this, Mao Dazhu became unhappy, and muttered in his mouth.

"If you don't like it, if you don't like it, then ask other people to help you make it up." Facing people like Mao Dazhu, you have to be cruel and merciless. Thinking about the millions of debts you are carrying, Xiao Xian will come Vigorously.

Under her coercion, Mao Dazhu could only obediently deduct a sum of money from the account.

Xiaoxian returned to Zeng's house contentedly. Xuerou didn't go out for the past few days because of the hot weather, and hid in the air-conditioned room every day. After hearing what Xiaoxian said about the money for squeezing Mao Dazhu, she asked: " Are you short of money?"

"I'm short, I used up all the money my grandfather gave me to buy cables last time, and now I still owe a lot of money to the Mei family and Uncle Mao."

Those cables were not sent out directly, but Mother Zeng came forward to find someone, contacted a local cable dealer, and sold them to Gecun at a very low price plus cables for laying telephone lines.

After half a year, every household in Ge Village now has a telephone. If Xiaoxian wants to contact Zhu Shijun, he no longer needs to go through the guest house at the entrance of the village, but just call his home phone.

"The recent sales performance of the pharmaceutical factory is good, why don't you allocate some for you first? And the money from the last underground race?" Xuerou reported a few figures.

"My aunt has always been in charge of the pharmaceutical factory, and I heard that in order to sell hangover medicines abroad, I must expand the scale and introduce new equipment. Just keep the money for turnover." Xiao Xian quit, she has lived in Zeng's house for so long recently, she is already very embarrassed, and she can no longer take money for nothing.

As for the last underground car race, she and Xuerou did get a large sum of money. It is said that all the bonuses and the bets made before, combined, the total income exceeded 100 million.

The money was allocated between the two at that time, and all the money was given to Uncle Li's family.It would be unreasonable to use that money now.

"If that doesn't work, let's develop some new products. Besides hangover medicine, what other prescriptions will you make?" Xu's family is still active in BJ, and Xuerou dare not go out to race again, otherwise, with her current technology, a scene Get off the car, and you can make a lot of money.

The two were talking vigorously when Zengmu knocked on the door and came in. She had just come back from the outside and brought a few boxes of Haagen-Dazs ice cream. When she heard the voices of the two little girls, she came up, and each of them lost a box.

Xiaoxian and Xuerou met each other, each with a box of chocolate-flavored ice cream, with a layer of almonds sprinkled on top, and when they ate it, the rich milk flavor made people feel intoxicated.

"Mom, what else are you holding?" When Zeng Mu came up with the ice cream, she was holding something like an invitation card in her hand.

"Oh, a boss I know gave it to me, saying it was for auctioning art collections. Recently, we have several hardcover rooms that need to purchase a large number of artworks for decoration." Zeng's mother has received many similar invitations. The real estate company has recently launched several new hardcover real estate projects.

For a hardcover real estate, it is indispensable to buy some suitable decorations, so it is inevitable for Zeng Mu to deal with people from some art companies.

The so-called hardcover house refers to a house that has been exquisitely decorated, from the design of the house to the decoration of the interior furniture, all of which are arranged by the real estate company.

The hardcover house project was recently developed by Zeng's mother, and it is the flagship project of Zeng's real estate this year.

Seeing that the invitation card was exquisitely crafted, Xuerou took it over and looked at it. The name of the art company was printed on it. "Xiao Xian, who did you say that Uncle Mao sold the mat to?"

"A company called Huanqiu Art, huh?" Xiaoxian saw that on the newly printed invitation card, among the photos below the cover, there was a purple bamboo mat that she wove by herself, which was just released this morning. The speed is too fast.

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