With Auntie's words, Uncle Jian was no longer in a hurry to go back, but started to think of ways to make money.

As a craftsman with superb carpentry skills, Uncle Jian's way of making money is extremely simple and crude.

Selling wood carvings and ornaments.

The shapes of the wood carvings include birds, fish, boats, airplanes, cars, etc.

All the wood carvings are not big, about the size of a palm. They are carefully polished and then coated with varnish. After the varnish dries and has no odor, he takes Jian Yuelan's paintbrush and carefully colors along the carved texture with paint. The finished product is exquisite like a work of art.

After the color was solid and dry, he packed his bags and took his wood carvings to the Cultural Palace to set up a stall.

The child followed closely.

The grandfather and grandson went out full of confidence, but came back dejected in the evening.

The old lady lying in the rocking chair, smoking a pipe, was amused when she saw the grandfather and grandson like this.

"Why, it didn't sell?"

“They all think it’s too expensive.”

The child sighed, "We didn't even quote a price, but everyone who asked thought it was too expensive and wanted to buy it for just one or two dollars."

"This definitely can't be sold. Not to mention the time Grandpa spent on it, the workmanship alone would be worth more than this price."

“You’re targeting the wrong audience.”

Jian Yuelan, who was curling her left hand and making circles with her right hand, heard this and helped analyze the problem. "You shouldn't have gone to the Cultural Palace. Go to the Friendship Store or the Toy Factory instead."

The child's eyes lit up as if he had discovered a new world.

"Can we still go to the Friendship Store?"

"Yes."

Jian Yuelan knew her uncle's craftsmanship well, and it was no worse than the wooden products sold by the Friendship Store for export.

However, the Friendship Store has fixed partners, and my uncle’s goods cannot be sold without an introduction.

"Well, uncle, don't go to the stall tomorrow. I'll take you to the Friendship Store to find Uncle Lin and see if they'll take you. If not, we can go to the toy factory."

Forget about setting up stalls at the Cultural Palace; there's really no need for that.

Uncle Jian was quite nervous, "Can the Friendship Store accept it?"

"You'll know if you go or not."

That makes sense.

"Shall we try it tomorrow?"

"try!"

What is there to be afraid of trying? Craftsmen are not afraid of having no food to eat.

"Don't worry, uncle. If the Friendship Store and the toy factory are both unsuccessful, we can still go the furniture route."

Listening to her arrogant words, the old lady sighed, "It seems that you have accumulated a lot of connections. You even know people who deal in furniture."

"I don't know anyone who makes furniture, but I know someone who makes decor."

Jian Yuelan grinned, "Boss Zhang's team is in urgent need of carpenters. My uncle may not be good at other things, but he is absolutely amazing at carpentry."

"I admit that."

When talking about his profession, the uncle was so confident that he almost shone like a light bulb, "After all, I am a descendant of Lu Ban."

"Lu Ban?"

The child opened his mouth in shock, "Is it the Lu Ban called Gongshuzi?"

"Do you still know Gongshuzi?"

The uncle was very surprised. The child hummed, "I know. My great-grandfather and his friends talked about Lu Ban when they taught me."

Recalling Lu Ban's life, he looked at his uncle with admiration and said, "Grandpa, our price is still too low. We should sell it for twenty-one."

No one buys it for five dollars, and it’s still twenty-one.

"My great grandson, this price is definitely not going to sell."

“It can be sold.”

The child was very confident. He said confidently, "Grandpa, please meet me at the school gate with the wood carving tomorrow. I will ask my classmates to buy it."

Jian Yuelan was embarrassed and said, "Don't even think about it. Your classmates don't have that much money."

Everyone has piles of pocket money like him.

In this era, if a child can get fifty cents or one yuan in pocket money, it means that his family is well-off and his parents are generous.

Not to mention 50 cents, there is not even a cent.

"Don't give me any random advice. Tomorrow, Mom will take your great-grandfather to the Friendship Store."

Uncle nodded repeatedly, "Okay, let's try the Friendship Store first."

Hearing this, the child spread his hands and said, "Then let's do as you say."

Children have no say.

He is still too young and needs to grow up quickly.

At dinner time, the two siblings who cling to their older brother don’t want anyone else and want their older brother to feed them complementary food.

The child was anxious to be fed, and Jian Yuelan said gently, "Feed him after you've finished eating."

She couldn’t let her eldest son go hungry because of his younger siblings. That wasn’t possible.

The brother and sister only eat complementary food, not regular meals, so they won’t be too hungry later.

"But……"

"No buts."

Jian Yuelan smiled at him with a firm attitude. The child felt helpless and looked at his younger siblings eagerly, saying, "Wait a little longer. I'll feed you after I finish eating."

“Ohhhhhhhh~~~”

The brother and sister opened their mouths and screamed, not knowing whether they agreed or refused.

Jian Yuelan and the others looked at the expression of the little crybaby Quanquan and found that the child's eyes were not red and his mouth was not puffy, so they felt relieved.

If Quanquan doesn’t cry, it means he agrees.

So, the group of people began to concentrate on eating.

The same goes for the children. The brother and sister sat in their own special baby chairs, smacking their lips greedily and making "oh" sounds from time to time, as if urging their brother to hurry up.

Then, the child, feeling sorry for his younger siblings, silently quickened his eating pace.

Then, after he had eaten and drunk his fill, he used a spoon to feed his siblings complementary food as he knew how to do it.

The brother and sister are both big eaters. They can eat, sleep and go crazy. Except that Quanquan likes to cry and Juanjuan is too cold and likes to have a blank expression, they have no other problems.

Soon, the complementary food was finished.

The brother and sister smacked their lips as if they were still unsatisfied, then opened their mouths towards their brother again, shouting that they wanted more.

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