Rebirth at the end of seventy: my life I make the decision

Since Wang Xiuying was obviously a minor, there were good people, craning their necks and staring at the letter of introduction and household register that Wang Xiuying put on the counter.

"Ah, the little girl is still the head of the household!"

"Really? How old is she? How can she be the head of the household?"

"Her parents are gone. Where's her father's milk?"

"I know about this. My sister married in Qingxi Town. It is said that her master's milk..."

"Oh, what a pity."

"The girl has ambition!"

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Wang Xiuying just didn't hear the discussion behind her and put her whole mind on going through the formalities for pre ordering stalls.

As Wang Xiuying and Lin Haisheng brought complete materials, the procedures were handled quickly. However, in half an hour, Wang Xiuying and Lin Haisheng completed the pre-purchase procedures and got four pre-sale cards ranked 3456 respectively.

"The date of signing the booth is at 1:30 p.m. next Saturday, and the place is in the conference hall of the county government. Please attend on time at that time." Xu Ruyuan sent them out of the building where the economic and trade office is located in a somewhat vain way and told them again.

Although Wang Xiuying and Lin Haisheng were not the first to pay the deposit, they were the people who brought the greatest shock to the onlookers. Now they were waiting. Some immediately paid the deposit and took the number plate, while others left in a hurry.

Looking at the people who came in a hurry with a bag not far away, they must have heard rumors and came to pay the deposit. Xu Ruyuan looked at Wang Xiuying more kindly.

This child is really a lucky star in his work. Since he knew her, things at work always seem to go well.

Xu rutian knew that Wang Xiuying would have a mid-term exam next week, so he didn't leave Wang Xiuying and Lin Haisheng much. The three stood downstairs and said a few words, so they waved goodbye.

When Wang Xiuying and Lin Haisheng got out of the economic and Trade Office, they felt hungry. They looked around and finally found a seller of baked cakes at the corner. Wang Xiuying hurried to buy some baked cakes and chewed them while walking with Lin Haisheng.

From the economic and Trade Office, the first thing to arrive is the bus station. Wang Xiuying whispered a few words in Lin Haisheng's ear. Instead of sending Lin Haisheng into the bus station, she waved goodbye and hurried back to school.

Lin Haisheng got into the car and kept thinking about what Wang Xiuying had just said in his ear: "... Bamboo is the most in the mountains near Zaolin village. I remember grandpa's craft. My uncle asked grandpa to make more small baskets if his body allows. This should be a capital free business

When it gets colder, it's time for bamboo shoots to appear in the bamboo forest. It's only a few months a year. The market should be very good

By the way, when my uncle goes back, he goes to the village to ask if he can contract the bamboo mountains in the village. In this way, we are not afraid of no supply of bamboo floors, bamboo baskets and bamboo shoots, and we are not afraid of being robbed of business... "

Each of Wang Xiuying's remarks touched on a point.

Wang Xiuying's grandfather has excellent bamboo weaving skills. The baskets he weaves are not only dense and patient, but also very exquisite and durable. The baskets, bamboo baskets, baskets and even the brooms used in Wang Xiuying's home are all the skills of his grandfather.

Grandpa will also use bamboo or mountain vines to weave all kinds of small animals. All the small animals he made up are vivid.

When Wang Xiuying's parents were alive, every time they took Wang Xiuying and Wang Xiucheng to the mountains, the sister and brother would pester grandpa to make up all kinds of small animals for them. As long as they can report their names, grandpa can make them up.

Weaving bamboo baskets is as common to foreigners as eating and dressing.

After Wang Xiuying's parents died, Wang Xiuying's sister and brother only went to the mountains twice. They never saw any new bamboo weaving at Grandpa's house again. Even the bamboo strips seem to be rusty.

Grandpa likes bamboo weaving so much, so he should give full play to his waste heat and find something to do for Grandpa. He must be happy again physically and mentally.

It's just that people are old and always sitting is bad for their health. Therefore, Wang Xiuying reminded Lin Haisheng to pay attention to the weaving time when letting the foreigner return to his old business. Don't let him sit and make up this and that all day.

The old man can make up so many things, so good. Even if people don't have so much money to buy toys now, it will be very popular to buy one and get one free at that time.

I don't expect grandpa's craft to make a lot of money. I just hope Grandpa's life can be colorful again and make him happy in old age.

This idea was just Wang Xiuying's inspiration when she saw someone selling bamboo weaving on the street.

Just now, the bamboo weaving on the street is far worse than that of the foreigner, but the business is good. The price of the bamboo basket seems not low. So it seems that the business of bamboo weaving should still be promising.

The pancake just bought had stuffing. Wang Xiuying actually ate the taste of dried bamboo shoots. It suddenly occurred to her that her uncles would send them a lot of winter bamboo shoots every winter.

Whenever there are winter bamboo shoots at home, Wang Xingshi always goes to buy a piece of pork and asks Lin Yujuan to make a large pot of braised winter bamboo shoots, which are fragrant and delicious. As long as Wang Xiuying thinks about it, she feels salivating, so she puts forward the idea of digging winter bamboo shoots and drying them to Lin Haisheng.

In the past, Lin Haisheng would dig some winter bamboo shoots when they were free in winter, and dry some bamboo shoots when they couldn't finish eating.

It's just that bamboo shoots are not so delicious without oil and water. Therefore, although there are many bamboo shoots in the mountains, they don't dry much every year.

It's hard to eat enough these days. Who can always buy big meat to cook in order to order bamboo shoots.

Only during the Chinese new year, if you kill the new year pig, will you be willing to burn dried bamboo shoots with large pieces of meat to satisfy the greed of the whole family.

However, Wang Xiuying knows that with the loosening of national policies, the intensity of economic opening will become greater and greater, and the people's living standards will continue to improve. In the past ten years, food stamps, meat stamps, cloth stamps and tofu stamps will all become history.

It is no longer a dream to drink in a big bowl and eat meat. Pure natural wild bamboo shoots will become a favorite at people's dinner table.

Contracting Zhushan seems a bit absurd, but Lin Haisheng knows it can be done.

What Zaolin village lacks most is fields, and what it does not lack most is Zhushan.

When I went to the brigade to open a letter of introduction that day, several cadres in the team were worried that no one had contracted Zhushan. If he proposed to contract, wouldn't he make the leaders of the team happy?

It's just that how many acres should be contracted and which one should be contracted are issues that need to be considered. Well, you have to discuss with the old man when you go back.

The old man has lived in the mountains for decades. He knows which mountain has the most useful bamboo, which mountain has the best bamboo shoots, and which mountain has the most tenacious bamboo.

Lin Haisheng went back to the mountain to discuss with his old father and decided to contract the whole bamboo mountain behind his house to the team.