Rebirth as an official

Seeing his mother's happy face, Li An couldn't help but blame himself. At that time, he only cared about his own feelings and never thought about doing anything for his mother.

Just like now, just coming over to help my mother clean up in the morning, a few words of praise from the shopkeepers around me can make my mother happy for so long.

Why didn't I think of doing this back then? How unfilial I was.

After cleaning, my mother was chatting with the shopkeeper next door, while she admired the furniture in the shop with great interest. Two hours passed in a flash.

"Sister, Zhang Yunxiu's shop is still empty. Do you know what's going on?" A woman in her 40s walked into the shop.

"I don't know either." Na Wenyin shook her head.

"By the way, sister, that Zhang Yunxiu has been making plans for you here. I saw that he has been asking the person in charge of the shopping mall to find out how much your monthly rent is here." The woman said in a low voice.

Li An also listened to this. He knew that the stalls in the mall here were only for rent and not for sale.

The person in charge of the shopping mall will make a comprehensive assessment based on the location of the stall and the size of the area before charging.

Because Zhang Yunxiu's shop was rented relatively late, its location is not good and it is close to the innermost part of the shopping mall. The area is only more than 50 square meters, so the business is naturally average.

"That's right, that Zhang Yunxiu is nothing. That sister helped her so much back then, but now she has such bad intentions, so you have to be careful." The female shopkeeper next door also chimed in.

"Thank you, aunts, for reminding me. My mother has taken good care of you here. I'll treat you all to rice noodles at noon." Li An came over and thanked several shopkeepers.

"Oh, that sister is so lucky. Her son is so sensible."

Several women praised Na Wenyin again and learned that Li An was a civil servant. Their envy made their mother extremely proud.

"Sister, business is good."

A man wearing a yellow shirt, a tax badge epaulette, and dark blue trousers came over.

In this era, the color of the tax collector's uniform was not the light blue uniform that became later, but khaki, which looked a bit rustic.

"Isn't this Team Leader Liu? I'm here for an inspection today." Mother Li greeted her enthusiastically.

"The leader wants us to go down there more often." Team leader Liu walked into the store and looked around.

"Sister, there haven't been many guests recently." Team leader Liu asked casually.

Li An's mother pretended to be worried and sighed: "Hey, business is hard to do now. I can't sell a single piece of furniture in a few days, and it's almost not enough to pay taxes."

"Then let me tell our section chief that when we conduct a comprehensive tax assessment next year, we should set a smaller amount for that lady." Team leader Liu said.

"Oh, thank you, Team Leader Liu, for your understanding. Let's have dinner together another day." Li An's mother immediately laughed.

"Hey, sister, this root carving is very interesting. How much does it cost?" Team leader Liu touched a root carving that looked like a swan.

"This is a gift from the manufacturer. It's free. If Team Leader Liu likes it, I'll find someone to give it to you." Li An's mother said calmly.

"Why are you so embarrassed? You can pay as much as you want." Team leader Liu waved his hand and said.

"Then I'll give you ten yuan for shipping. It's not worth anything." Li An's mother said that the root carving was like a gadget.

"Okay, I'll buy it then." Team Leader Liu took out ten dollars from his pocket and put it on the table.

"Team Leader Liu, you are so polite. I will ask Master to send it to your home later." Li An's mother replied with a smile.

"Sister, I think if business is not doing well these days, I should report it to the bureau and ask for a month's leave to rest." Team leader Liu said again when leaving.

Team leader Liu left, Li An's mother made a phone call, and within a short time a man in his 40s arrived at the store.

"Master Wang, please send this root carving and this toy here." Li An's mother handed the man a note with an address.

"Okay, sister, how much does this charge?" the man asked.

Generally speaking, after customers look at the furniture in a furniture store, they will give a deposit first, and then workers will be responsible for delivering it to their home and installing it before closing the payment.

"You don't need to charge for this. Remember to lay it out for others." Li An's mother instructed.

"Okay." The man nodded, found a cart and took away the beautifully crafted swan root carving with considerable artistic value and a large toy.

Li An sat back and watched the whole process quietly. After the tax collectors left, he walked to his mother and said, "Mom, that root carving should be worth a lot of money. I think it should be sold for more than 800."

"It's almost the same, but the purchase price is not that expensive, only more than 100 yuan." Mother said.

"These people are really gangster." Li An could naturally tell that the tax collector came here just to get a card. This was very common in the past.

"Anzi, it's okay. That team leader Liu has set a lot less tax for us. You didn't hear it just now. He asked us to take a month's leave. After all, we can still earn a few hundred yuan." Mother said nothing. Said nonchalantly.

Now Li An understood. The meaning of asking for leave from the tax bureau was that if the shop had something to do, he could report to the tax bureau how many days he wanted to take leave, and no tax would be calculated on the days he asked for leave.

Of course, the tax officers in charge of the area will come regularly to inspect and see if the reported shops have secretly opened stores during vacation time.

The obvious meaning of what I just said is that this way can help my mother avoid paying taxes for a month.

"By the way, you can't do this, you will be stabbed in the back by the common people." The mother thought of something and said quickly, fearing that her son would imitate her and become bad.

"Mom, don't worry, my son is not like this. I will learn from my dad." Li An assured him, patting his chest.

But at this moment, I couldn't help but complain in my heart, "My mother, your son will never ask for anything in the future. He is just greedy. He is still the kind of greedy person who will be sentenced to life imprisonment if caught."

After complaining about himself in his heart, Li An turned his attention to several other root carvings displayed in the shop.

The shapes of these root carvings are not as good-looking as the swan just now, but overall they are still of great appreciation value.

"Mom, are you planning to sell wood carvings instead?" Li An asked.

"When I went to Guangdong to look at the goods, I saw a few and bought them for sale." Li An's mother replied.

"Mom, is this root carving difficult to make?" Li An suddenly thought of the fifth family of fighting heroes who made bamboo carvings.

"I heard from root carving masters that one thing depends on the craftsmanship and the other thing is finding the right tree root. The better the embryo of the tree root, the better the product will be. Good tree roots are hard to find." Li An Mother said in detail.

"Mom, are you familiar with the root carving boss? My son has an idea." Li An's eyes lit up, and he felt that his idea seemed to be interesting.

"You're very familiar. I'm the boss of the furniture business. I've known him for four or five years. Son, what do you want to do?" Na Wenyin asked curiously.

"Mom, it's like this. The Fuqiang Village where I work now is in the mountains. There are only trees everywhere. When I was visiting, I saw a lot of tree roots in the forest. I want you to contact the furniture Factory owner, can you send someone over to teach the people in the village the skills?"

"When the time comes, I will learn the craft in the village, rough-process the tree roots, and then sell them to the boss for fine processing. In this way, the boss can make a lot of money, and the people in the village can also become rich," Li An said.

"Let me ask about this matter." Li An's mother did not agree immediately.

"Mom, don't just ask. This is your son's political achievement. Please worry about it." Li An immediately pinched his mother's shoulders and used the coquettish technique.

"Okay, I understand." Na Wenyin squinted her eyes, enjoying her son's service, and nodded.

At this time, the business hours of Linjiang's shopping mall were not like nine or ten o'clock in the evening like in later generations. The shopping mall closed at six o'clock in the afternoon.

The business in the store today was good. Two sets of children's furniture were sold at once. The mother smiled and told Li An that the two sales could earn a total of more than 1000.

But then he sighed and said that if he had made it last year, he would have earned at least one thousand more. But now the competition pressure is too great. The prices among peers are very low, and the profits have been reduced a lot.

Li An recalled it in his mind, and it seems that cultural toys, root carvings, etc. began to slowly become popular this year, especially when the cultural toys market reached its peak in 2012.

In a mahogany wholesale market in the capital, a mahogany processing shop can cut out materials, process, wholesale and retail by itself, and can make a net profit of 800 million yuan a year.

"Mom, I think the profits from single distribution like selling furniture will become lower and lower. I think we can shift to the cultural and entertainment field with higher added value." Li An tried to suggest.

"Anzi, I thought so too, so I bought some root carvings to test the waters. But they haven't been sold yet." Na Wenyin was a little uncertain about this business.

"Mom, how old is Lin Jiang and how many rich people there are? I think we can build a processing factory for root carving and wood carving, and sell the finished products to other big cities." Li An said.

"You kid, you must be thinking about building a factory in your village again. Don't fool your mother." Na Wenyin joked with a smile.

"Hey, I still can't escape my mother's eyes." Li An scratched his head.

"Okay, I remember. Let's go to the vegetable market and buy something you like. Mom will cook it."

"Okay, Mom."

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the shadows of mother and son stretched long on the street.