"Don't worry, Second Brother, I know what I'm doing!" Yu Chuxia said.
It turns out that they bought these books from a scrap metal yard.
There was only one large supply and marketing cooperative in the county town, and it didn't have many goods.
The three of them bought everything on the list in about an hour.
Feeling really bored, the three of them started wandering around the county town and then they discovered a scrap metal recycling station.
The three of them originally intended to go in and buy some newspapers so they could paste them on the walls and ceiling when they got back, and then they happened to see these books.
After discussing it, the three of them decided to use the excuse of buying them to start a fire, and settled the bill along with the newspapers.
“There are so many books in there, you wouldn’t believe it, there are even quite a few foreign language books!” Yu Chuxia said.
She had thought that her words would surely surprise everyone, but instead, all she saw on their faces was heaviness.
The little girl paused for a moment, then instantly understood what everyone was thinking.
As a result, her own mood also became depressed.
Under what circumstances would someone throw away their collection of many years at a scrap yard?
That only shows that the current situation is becoming increasingly serious.
After Yu Chuxia's words, everyone lost interest in continuing the casual conversation.
He Lixuan had something on his mind all along.
So after exchanging only a few words, they all said their goodbyes and went home.
Shiyue helped Yu Chuxia return the things she bought to her room, and then went back to her own room.
Today's trip into the city was really tiring.
Leaving aside the several hours spent traveling by mule cart, I spent several hours just sitting with He Lixuan at the post office.
At this moment, Shiyue only felt soreness in her lower back and back.
She didn't care about wasting any more time and dragged her bathtub into the small room.
Then I took out the hot water I had stored inside, and with the continuous flow of cold water from the tap, I took a very pleasant shower.
That made me feel much better.
Because her hair was damp, she couldn't go to the kitchen to dry it right now, so Shiyue didn't come out of the small house immediately.
She took out a box of cookies she had previously bought in a group chat and continued to flip through the books she had purchased while eating them.
Just then, her hand suddenly trembled.
Shiyue subconsciously looked up and saw that Ming'er had tagged her in the group chat.
Apart from contacting the woman who owns a pharmacy a few days ago to buy medicine, Shiyue hasn't really spoken much in the group chat lately.
She was so busy that she didn't even get to grab many red envelopes.
Upon seeing Ming'er's message, Shiyue felt a little strange.
Shiyue: "@Ming'er, I'm here."
Ming'er did not answer immediately.
But soon Shiyue discovered that she had sent her a private message.
"Shiyue, I haven't seen you online in a while. What have you been up to?"
"Um, I've been a bit busy lately. Is there something you need? I just wanted to let you know that we're out of yams." (Sweating face emoji)
"Haha, you know I want to buy yams? But it's okay, besides yams, I mainly want to buy something else today."
Something else?
Shiyue thought about it and didn't think she had anything else she could trade with Ming'er.
The main problem is that too many things have happened recently, and she simply doesn't have the extra energy to go up the mountain to find food.
Even the food in her little house was running low, and she hadn't had time to buy more.
She was about to ask when Ming'er couldn't hold back any longer and blurted it out first.
She asked, "Shiyue, when I bought yams before, was the gift box you helped me with made by someone from your village? I wanted to ask if it's sold separately?"
Also, what is your production capacity? Can you do large-scale custom orders?
Upon hearing Ming'er mention the gift box, Shiyue suddenly remembered that there was one that was not being used in her little house.
She had asked Sun Erhu to make two. One was for Ming'er, filled with yams, and the other was originally intended to be taken to the provincial capital to be given to Uncle Shen, but it was never used.
So she immediately said, "I have another gift box here from before. Do you want it? I can give it to you."
"Yes! But I don't want just one. Shiyue, are there many people in your area who can make bamboo weaving of that quality? Can you take orders?"
Seeing how determined Ming'er was to ask if they could take orders, Shiyue didn't dare to answer immediately.
She asked, "Sister Ming'er, what do you need that box for?"
Through Ming'er's account, Shiyue learned that Ming'er's husband runs a trading company and always gives gifts to clients and leaders at all levels during holidays.
In addition, I also give quite a few gifts to colleagues and friends with whom I have good relationships.
Ming'er ordered a gift box from Shiyue to give as a gift to a leader.
The elderly person in that leader's family was very health-conscious, so in order to cater to their preferences, she thought of selling wild yams in Shiyue.
For the sake of appearances and prestige, she specifically requested a gift box.
It wasn't a big deal. Once she received the items, she gave them to her husband so he could deliver them to his boss along with other things.
But her husband got excited as soon as he saw the gift box.
It's so exquisite!
Actually, there are many places that make bamboo weaving now. You can buy whatever you want online, and it's not difficult to process samples.
Although there are many people in this industry, there are fewer and fewer true artisans.
Many photos have long been considered "photo frauds," and the goods received often differ greatly from expectations.
The gift box that Sun Erhu wove was made with extra care and exquisite detail because Shi Yue had paid for it. He was an honest and kind man.
The edges and corners, the details are handled exceptionally well.
It's just an ordinary-looking box, but it looks high-class just by being placed there.
If you look closely, it's like a work of art.
I asked my wife and learned that the gift box wasn't expensive at all; in fact, excluding the cost of the yams, the box was practically free.
My husband is smitten tomorrow.
He wanted to order one hundred at a time.
You can keep them for yourself to give as gifts, or you can try selling them.
With this kind of quality, my husband thinks that as long as the price is reasonable, it's impossible for it not to sell.
He already knew from Ming'er that Shiyue's family lived in the mountains, and that the box must have been made by the villagers.
His biggest worry right now is that Shiyue and the others won't be able to increase their production, so he asked Ming'er to come and ask first.
See if there is any possibility of cooperation.
After hearing what Ming'er said, Shiyue was a little stunned.
She never expected that a bamboo gift box could bring her back money!
Moreover, judging from the situation, the price offered by the other party is unlikely to be low.
She thought for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Sister Ming'er, how much are you planning to pay for each gift box?"
While asking questions, Shiyue was also busy.
She quickly found the remaining gift box on the shelf and placed it on the scale.
Then she kept her eyes glued to the screen, waiting for the scales to give her a reasonable price range.
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