Reborn Craftsman

As for the reason, it was because I saw an extra bamboo stick in my mother's hand.

If this is drawn, the feeling will never be forgotten in this life.

Liu Hang also realized this scene belatedly, but it was a pity that he ran a step slower and got a twitch on his arm, and suddenly screamed in pain.

He didn't understand, Liu Xing was only 14 years old, he was not yet an adult, this also belonged to the category of children!

Then why Liu Xing can go to the place that sells Nanzhu to watch the excitement, but he and his sister can't!

Is there any reason for this.

It's a pity that he didn't dare to say that.

……

The stall selling Nanzhu in the market is more than one kilometer away from the wonton shop. Although it is not far, it will take a while to walk.

On the way, Liu Xing looked at the scattered stalls on both sides of the road and said, "Dad, I don't know if you have inquired about it. I will temporarily rent a stall in the market. It is the kind of open-air place that sells bamboo. It covers an area of ​​about two to three hundred. How much does it cost to square it?"

Those who sell southern bamboo, fir and pine, and those who sell building materials are currently open-air venues in the market. As for the sheds that shelter from the wind and rain, they are all built by themselves, and the market does not care.

Such scattered phenomena did not improve until 2006, when the relevant departments took over the formal management.

What Liu Xing asked about the price of the temporary booth was to see if he could rent one, and the weaving dustpan would be at the market to save the trouble of delivery. Of course, the most important point was to let the whole family move out and leave that place. Adobe brick house about to collapse.

Otherwise, he would not be able to sleep every night.

Liu Dageng didn't know the meaning of Liu Xing's words. After thinking about it, he replied: "There are still a lot of stalls in the open space in the market. You will find out when you go to the place where Nanzhu is sold. It is probably because the business is not good. Well, that's why this happened, as for the price, it shouldn't exceed one hundred."

"Then does father plan to rent one?" Liu Xing directly picked up the topic.

"We... don't need this, right?" Liu Dagen was very surprised.

"I think it's necessary!" The fourth uncle, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Brother, think about it, if you rent a venue at the market, you will save money for delivery in the future, at least a few dollars a month." Ten yuan! And the most important thing is that you don't have to worry about the raw materials for making the dustpan!"

"That's right, I didn't think of this!" Liu Dageng's eyes lit up, and he looked at Liu Xing seriously: "Is that what you meant before?"

"Well!" Liu Xing added: "It depends on whether Dad dares to do this. If he dares, he can do it. I dare not say anything else. There is no problem in earning a few hundred dollars a month."

"But...but..." Liu Dageng hesitated when he heard the words.

He is the head of the family. If no one buys the dustpan at the market in the future, the pressure will be great. After all, the tempeh shop needs the dustpan made by his family, and it is not for a long time.

"Brother! I don't know what you are afraid of. You are a veteran with no skills. If you don't seize this opportunity, you will probably spend your whole life farming in Qingshi Village in the future!" The fourth uncle spread his hands incomprehensibly: "How about In this way, you lend me some money, and I will do the renting of the venue?"

"Go away, who said I'm scared!" Liu Dageng was annoyed by Liu Huaqing's words: "I just need to think it through."

"By the way, son!" Liu Dageng rubbed his hands together: "I saw that your handmade grasshoppers and bamboo dragonflies are selling well at the market today. I wonder if we can learn how to mass produce them?"

If you can, you will have no worries about renting an open space.

"Yes, but it will take time!" Liu Xing replied with a smile.

As for how long this time was, he didn't elaborate, and he didn't want to say.

The purpose of this kind of ambiguous words is to let my father dispel his fear of tigers and wolves. If he really encounters difficulties when the time comes, he will definitely not stand still.

Of course, it is impossible to encounter difficulties.

When Liu Dageng heard what Liu Xing said, all the worries in his heart disappeared immediately. He laughed loudly: "Then it's settled, let's go! Let's go! First look at the venue, and then go to buy bamboo!"

"Okay!" Liu Xing hurriedly followed behind his father.

"Wait for me!" Fourth Uncle followed closely behind.

……

The procedures for renting an open-air stall in the market are very simple. You explain your intention to the relevant management personnel, sign the lease contract, and pay three months' rent.

Of course, you still have to choose the location yourself. This Liu Xing made the decision for his father and chose the open-air stall closest to the wonton shop.

This open-air booth covers an area of ​​nearly 300 square meters, and the rent is 90 yuan a month. Liu Dageng was heartbroken seeing such an expensive rent, but in order to make a lot of money, he finally paid the money and signed the contract. lease contract.

"Next we are going to buy Nanzhu!" Liu Dageng looked at the time: "At this time, I am afraid that many bosses have closed their stalls and returned."

"Go back and let's buy it tomorrow, what are you afraid of!" Liu Xing spread his hands indifferently. Although the market is on the [-]rd and [-]th of each month, a large number of sellers have to watch the goods at the market. It is impossible to transport all the goods back and wait for the day to go to the market before coming back!

This must be very unrealistic. It’s okay to say that the goods are small, but for goods as large as Nanzhu, I’m afraid they can’t afford the freight.

"That's true!" Liu Dageng laughed, seeing that there was an open-air stall selling bamboo in front of him, he quickly quickened his pace.

Chapter 032 It's Too Late to Regret

When I passed the first Nanzhu stall, I was stopped by a bald middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man had a friendly face and a fake smile: "Brother, what happened before is my fault, you see we are so familiar, why don't we talk about it and buy all the Nanzhu in my family! The price can be a little bit better.”

"Don't buy it!" Liu Dageng's face was very dark.

This bald middle-aged man was the one who almost cheated him before.

Liu Xing could tell it at a glance. He glanced at the bamboo piled up behind the bald middle-aged man with a light smile, and there were some newly felled fir trees and couldn't help shaking his head.

With so many mixtures piled up together, if you don't deal with them properly after a long time, you may not be able to sell them for a penny in the future.

No wonder he has the cheek to pull his father into business, I'm afraid he already knew the inside story.

"Liu Xing, here are all sellers of bamboo, which one do you think you should buy?" Liu Dageng asked with a sigh of relief seeing that none of the sellers of bamboo had left.

"It's actually the same which one to buy, it depends on which one meets our requirements!" Liu Xing casually leaned on a large wooden stake: "Our requirement is the latest felled bamboo, which must be Xinnan bamboo with a diameter of The requirement must be about eight centimeters, and there is no insect damage or burnt. As for the price, it depends on the quality of the bamboo, and it will definitely not treat anyone badly."

He didn't just say this to his father and fourth uncle, but also to the vendors who bought Nanzhu around him.

Because at this time, many Nanzhu traders poked their heads out and looked at the three of them in his group.

After all, the sale of Nanzhu is very difficult. Everyone wants to do a business after get off work and sell the accumulated Nanzhu.

Liu Xing took advantage of this mentality, and made dozens of vendors selling Nanzhu fall into the trap.

After only being quiet for half a second, these dozens of Nanzhu vendors swarmed together and surrounded Liu Dageng, Liu Xing, and Liu Huaqing.

One of the round-faced vendors said to Liu Xing first: "My southern bamboo was cut down yesterday, and it definitely meets the requirements you just said. How about the price?"

"Ten yuan per thousand catties!" Liu Dageng replied first.

He was afraid that Liu Xing would not know the price, and it would be bad if he said too much.

"Let's go! I'll sell all of mine to you!" The round-faced peddler heard the price of ten yuan for a thousand catties, and dragged Liu Dageng to the open field not far ahead.