Shuttle Seventy: Sweet Wife

Soon, Jing Qingxin rode a bicycle into the village. Because the village is very close to the army, some military members often find it inconvenient to go to the town or the city to buy things, so they choose to go to the village to make some exchanges with some villagers. Of course, there is no material. Exchanges can also be bought with money, but this is what everyone is doing very obscurely!

Things like this, in fact, the villagers are well aware of it, but they just turn a blind eye, after all, who doesn't want to make some money to support their families! Especially now is not the time for busy farming, and the family is eager to add some income to prepare for winter!

Therefore, when the villagers saw someone entering the village, they didn't feel any strangeness, they only showed more enthusiasm! Because everyone knows what it means when someone comes to the village!

Under the big tree at the entrance of the village, middle-aged and elderly women sat chatting while holding the soles of their shoes. When they saw Jing Qingxin pushing a bicycle, everyone crowded around and greeted warmly!

"This girl, what do you need?"

"My family just received new rice, do you need it?"

"I have eggs at home!"

Jing Qingxin obviously did not expect that as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, he was surrounded by enthusiastic villagers! But her family has no shortage of food!

Jing Qingxin quickly smiled and said, "My grandmothers and aunts, thank you for your warm recommendation. I'm here today, not for food. I want to ask, who knows how to weave bamboo baskets?"

When everyone heard that they were not here to exchange food or something, they immediately dispersed, returned to the tree, and continued to pay for the soles of their shoes!

"This girl, my old man knows how to weave bamboo baskets. I don't know when you want them? How many do you need?" An aunt in her mid-sixties asked with a squinting smile, looking very kind.

Jing Qing replied in heart, "I need a lot, but how do you sell your bamboo baskets?"

"Girl, would you like to sit with me in my yard and talk to my old man?" The aunt suggested.

"Well, okay, then please auntie lead the way!" Jing Qingxin replied happily, this is not a good place to talk, it is more appropriate to go to the yard to talk!

"My husband's family name is Yao, and the girl calls me Aunt Yao!" Aunt Yao introduced with a smile.

Jing Qingxin pushed the bicycle and followed Aunt Yao's side, chatting while walking, and arrived at Aunt Yao's house after not walking very far!

"Xiaojing, please come in quickly, the house is relatively simple, don't dislike it~" Aunt Yao said with a smile.

"Thank you, no, we live in such a small yard!" Jing Qing said politely.

Aunt Yao faced the room and shouted: "Old man, come out!"

Immediately, a lean old man walked out of the room, who looked about seventy years old. Although his back was slightly hunched, he looked quite energetic!

"This is?" Uncle Yao asked suspiciously. He knew that there were often military wives in the village to exchange some supplies, but their family's conditions were not very good, and there was no extra supplies to trade and exchange.

Aunt Yao hurriedly explained to her old man the intention of Jingqing's heart. After Uncle Yao heard it, her eyes were piercingly pierced at Jingqing's heart.

He didn't expect that there were also bamboo baskets that the military sister-in-law needed to weave! From a young age, he has a good hand in weaving! But things like bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets are not worth much when weaved, and people in the village will spend that kind of money. Besides, there is a lot of bamboo in the village.

Therefore, this craft does not bring a good life to the family!

"Girl, what kind of bamboo basket do you want? Even an old man can weave it!" Uncle Yao said bluntly.

Jing Qingxin immediately described the size and style of the bamboo basket she wanted to Uncle Yao. The bamboo basket she wanted was similar to the fruit baskets of later generations, but the baskets were slightly larger and deeper.

After listening to Jing Qingxin's request, Uncle Yao answered with confidence without any hesitation, "I can do it. How many girls do you need? When will you want them?"

Jing Qing answered heartily, "Uncle Yao, let's make twenty first! Can you make them in two days?"

This time, the family that wants to thank you will naturally use less than 20 bamboo baskets. However, there are not many baskets at home. If you want to decorate something to give away later, there is nothing better to pack. When making a bamboo basket, just make some extras, there will always be a time when it will be useful!

"Okay, old man, I've been weaving bamboo baskets for decades. It's very fast, girl, you can come and get it the day after tomorrow!" Uncle Yao said confidently.

"Then how much is this bamboo basket?" Jing Qingxin asked.

Uncle Yao thought for a while and replied, "Eight cents a piece!"

Hearing this, Jing Qing's eyes flashed slightly, eight cents? It's cheap enough. It still takes a lot of energy to weave a bamboo basket. Weaving it by hand is a bit worthless in this era.

Seeing that Jingqing did not speak, Master Yao thought that the other party thought the price was too high, so he quickly said: "Girl, this price is really not expensive, an ordinary vegetable basket can cost five or six cents, but the bamboo you asked to make is enough. If the basket is bigger, it will take a little more effort!"