Reborn Craftsman

"Please tell me!" Wang Jiachang brought Liu Xing a cup of steaming tea.

"Are you sure you gave me all these tables, chairs and benches?" Liu Xing asked.

It would be troublesome if he borrowed it, but it would save him a lot of expenses if he gave it away.

He had budgeted the cost of opening a breakfast shop in 1993 before. If he had to buy everything, it would cost at least 1000 yuan, and he hadn't budgeted for labor wages.

But now he did it for more than 100 yuan, which feels a little unreal, so he has to ask clearly about some things first.

"I don't even plan to open a wonton shop anymore. The tables, chairs, and everything in the kitchen, as well as some flour materials, are of course given to you. I'll keep them. Why don't I cook wontons every day when I go home!" Wang Jiachang laughed. Haha replied.

"That's good!" Liu Xing breathed a sigh of relief, signed his name on the contract in two clicks, and paid three months' rent to Wang's Factory.

Wang Jiachang glanced at the signature: "When will you call someone to come over to look at the store?"

Although the wonton shop's business is not good, the knives in the kitchen, as well as the tables, chairs and benches are still worth some money. If no one is guarding it, I'm afraid it will be missed by thieves.

"Probably tomorrow!" Liu Xing replied.

Tomorrow is the market. Although his rice noodle shop will not open, it can be used to sell other items, such as bamboo products, and earn some small money for living expenses.

"That's good. My wife and I are leaving in two days. I don't want to stay in this wonton shop anymore. No one will show you the shop." Wang Jiachang took out a bunch of keys and took down one of them: "You don't know, in order to run this wonton shop, I still have [-] shops in this market that haven't collected the rent yet!"

"What?" Liu Xing thought he heard it wrong.

My dear, the rent of thirteen stores... These are typical fucking charterers and charterers!

No wonder he didn't care to run a wonton shop, and gave away all the tables, chairs, benches, and kitchen utensils inside. It turns out that the inside story is here.

Although he picked up a bargain today, Wang's factory's invisible pretense almost reached his waist. He originally transferred the wonton shop because of the poor management of these two people.

Where did I think of...the reason for this is here.

Liu Xing really didn't want to complain.

It wasn't until the chartered parents-in-law had left that he came back to his senses: "Oh, I'm so angry!"

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back home.

As soon as the bicycle stopped, his father, Liu Dageng, appeared behind Liu Xing: "How did you talk with the owner of the soy sauce shop?"

"It's okay!" Liu Xing replied.

"Oh! You child, what does it mean to be okay, please tell me carefully!" Father Liu Dageng became anxious when he heard the words.

Buying and selling dustpans is related to the livelihood of the future family. If he doesn't ask clearly, he will be a little worried.

"How can I explain it carefully! It's okay, it means that Sister Zhang asked us to send the dustpan we made, and she paid me all the money!" Liu Xing couldn't help laughing seeing his father's anxious look.

For him, this matter is a matter of course, and there is no need to worry about it at all.

"Paid all the money?" Liu Dageng rubbed his hands together: "Where is it, show me quickly, don't receive fake money."

"You simply said that it should be handed over to the national treasury. It would be better if you don't worry about spending so much money on a child!" Liu Xing replied helplessly.

"Haha...haha..." Liu Dageng laughed dryly.

This Liu Xing has become more and more intelligent recently, and he actually knows what is in his heart.

"Here is the money." Liu Xing took out 600 yuan from his body and handed it to his father: "Sister Zhang mentioned the price of the dustpan to two yuan each. This time I gave 800 at once, but I can only give you 600 now. , because I need to make a lot of dustpans in the future, I have to spend money to buy some professional tools from the blacksmith, you should agree to this?"

"I agree, I agree, but do the tools of the bamboo craftsman need so much money?" Liu Dageng counted the 600 yuan that Liu Xing handed over, and casually asked the doubts in his heart.

After all, the price in 93 was only two yuan for a kitchen knife. If he didn't ask clearly, he really couldn't accept it.

Liu Xing replied: "Dad, you are so picky, you don't even want to spend money on tools. The craftsman's craftsmanship is extensive and profound. Do you know how many tools are in the whole set?"

Chapter 014 Fourth Uncle's Thoughts

"I really don't know about this!" Liu Dagen shook his head.

He only knew that the bamboo craftsman had a bamboo knife and a few small tools such as a bamboo file.

"The tools of a bamboo craftsman are divided into two types: electric and manual. The electric one is a machine for breaking bamboo. It is estimated that it will cost more than 100 to buy in the market. If you can buy this, you will not need to break bamboo by hand in the future! And the speed of breaking bamboo strips is nearly three times faster." Liu Xing said softly.

"Then I really want to buy this broken machine!" Liu Dageng continued.

The speed of breaking the bamboo strips was three times faster, and he felt a little moved when he thought about it.

But he didn't know that there was something in Liu Xing's words, that is, no one had produced the Pomiji in 93!The reason why he threw out the disrespectful machine was nothing more than to take the opportunity to cover up the fact that he rented a wonton shop.

As long as the wonton shop turns into a rice noodle shop and opens, the inside story of Po Mi Ji will naturally not be important.

Liu Xing is not trying to lie to his father, but sometimes a white lie can make things more appropriate.

Seeing that his father had no doubts, Liu Xing continued: "As for the handmade bamboo craftsman's tools, there are more than 200 kinds. Although some of them are not needed, we still need to purchase some. Is it too much for me to leave [-] yuan?"

"Not much, not much at all!" Liu Dageng said affirmatively.

"Why don't you take a hundred more?" Liu Dageng took out a hundred tentatively.

"That's not necessary, Dad, save your money and buy a red brick house! Our adobe brick house really can't live anymore!" Liu Xing looked at the time: "Sister Zhang is still waiting for us to send him a dustpan. , why don't you call for a tractor now?"

"Good! Good!" Liu Dageng nodded, turned around and walked out.

Who knew that the door and eaves of the house were too low, and when he lowered his head accidentally, he collided with a young man with a big nose who was carrying a hoe.

"Who are you? You don't have eyes when you walk!" Liu Dageng rubbed his aching forehead and cursed secretly.

But he regretted it in the next second. It turned out that the young man with a big nose who collided with him was his younger brother 'Liu Huaqing', also Liu Xing's fourth uncle.

Grandpa Liu Xing has six children.

His father 'Liu Dageng' is the second child, his elder sister 'Liu Huamei' is the eldest, the third child 'Liu Huasheng' is a carpenter, and the fourth child 'Liu Huaqing' is the youngest son.

As for the fifth child 'Liu Xiaohua' and the sixth child 'Liu Huaju'.

They are currently living with their parents, that is, Liu Xing's grandparents.

In Liu Xing's memory, his two aunts should be making red brick embryos now, planning to build a red brick house for the fourth uncle.

After all, the fourth uncle is a 'full cub', which means the youngest son in the countryside, and it is impossible for the grandparents as parents to ignore it.

But Liu Xing's father, Liu Dageng, and his third uncle, Liu Huasheng, did not have such good treatment, because they had already married and separated.

But the third uncle didn't need it anymore, because the third uncle was a carpenter and made a lot of money outside. He built the red brick house a year ago, and he even finished painting it.