Xu Qingluo and Zhou Li were stunned when they heard this. Having a crybaby at home is really a waste of time.

"Grandma will make a few more handkerchiefs for you tonight."

"Grandma is so kind."

The anger Zhou Li had just felt disappeared instantly, and she thought to herself that her precious grandchildren were truly the best children in the world.

"Will you come down and walk on your own?"

"Grandma is tired."

"Hold your mother and grandmother's hands."

Xu Qingluo and Zhou Li can't hold their two children for a long time now.

Even though the two children are only 3 years old, they weigh 33 kilograms!

"Yeah."

Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan got down to the ground obediently, holding their mother and grandmother's hands tightly, and looking around with their heads raised.

The two children were more interested in foreigners of all skin colors than what was being sold at the diplomatic fair.

The two children even competed to see who could find the most black people.

"I found one, a black one!"

“I found it too!”

"Wow, it's really dark."

Xu Qingluo listened to the two children's childish chatter along the way and really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Fortunately, foreigners nowadays don’t understand Chinese.

If the Internet was as developed as Hou's, everyone could learn by themselves, and the two kids might really attract each other's hatred.

Xu Qingluo and Zhou Li took their two children to a stall.

This stall sells bamboo baskets of various sizes.

"This basket!"

"Carrying it on your back when going out to play is the best."

Xu Qingluo picked out two small baskets for the two children.

When they went to the military area to play, they would carry small baskets and go up the mountain to hunt with the soldiers.

The boss was communicating with a foreign businessman. The foreign businessman did not have an interpreter, so the two of them communicated purely through gestures.

Both parties used their hands and feet, just like dancing, but neither could understand what the other meant.

"Oh! 50 cents each, that's not profitable."

"Why do you always want to lower the price, you yellow-haired guy?"

The boss was very angry when he saw the three fingers extended by the other party.

This yellow-haired guy still wants to buy it for three cents. He is dreaming.

"OK?"

"O what K?!"

The foreign businessman thought he said yes, and immediately went forward with a smile to look at the goods.

Seeing his shameless look, the boss stepped forward to stop him.

"30 cents each, I won't sell it!"

Xu Qingluo stood aside and listened for a while, and finally understood what the two were talking about.

Xu Qingluo looked at the straw sandals on the boss' feet and guessed that these bamboo baskets were all woven by the boss himself.

"Boss, didn't he say 30 cents each?"

"He's planning to buy all your big frames for 100 bucks, is that okay?"

"He made an OK gesture to ask if you are okay."

"What the hell? A dollar? "

"Yes, a dollar for your big frame."

When the boss heard that the other party offered so much money, he was happy but also a little unhappy.

He only has 20 large frames in total, how can they be worth 100 yuan?

He wants to make money, but he doesn't want to do business against his conscience.

"Nu Zhi, do you understand Eagle language?"

"Please tell him that he doesn't need so much money."

“Fifty dollars is enough.”

Xu Qingluo didn't expect this boss to be so honest.

But these 20 large frames are quite large, and it takes the boss more than ten days to weave them.

"Boss, the prices for diplomatic meetings are all different."

"You don't have to feel bad."

The diplomatic conference is hosted by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and the prices of all items are set by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Foreign businessmen all have a price list.