Chapter 76 Earning the First Bucket of Gold
"Xiaowu, what did grandpa teach you?" Uncle Ji frowned. "Children shouldn't lie."
What he said was really strange, and Zhong Qiao's eyebrows jumped when he heard it.
What do you mean by lying? So they were the ones who instigated it?
Xiaowu shook his head: "Grandpa, they were about to close, but I stopped them. I wanted this stroller myself."
"Baby stroller?" Uncle Ji's interest piqued. "This toy is sold elsewhere. Why do you have a special liking for Zhong's things?"
Others didn't understand what Uncle Ji meant, but Xiaowu, who had grown up with him, knew that he was curious.
Xiaowu pulled him over to the stroller and said, "Grandpa, I've researched their strollers. They're different from the ones on the market. The training wheels are better designed than those out there."
The second uncle of the Ji family was too old and his eyes were blurry to see clearly, but it was rare to see his usually taciturn grandson so active, so he just nodded along.
"And this one." Xiaowu raised the wooden sculpture of the pony in his hand. "This one looks exactly like Little Apple. Grandpa, can I keep it?"
The second uncle of the Ji family was a little hesitant.
After all, these things belong to the Zhong family. The Zhong family failed to live up to the eldest brother's last words and failed to complete the marriage between He Bai and Zhong Qiao. In his mind, this matter is tantamount to the Zhong family's betrayal. How can the Ji family accept the things of the treacherous people?
"Xiaowu, why don't you look at something else?" Uncle Ji sighed and advised, "You like the pony wood carving. Next time, I'll ask a few of my uncles to carve one for you."
Xiaowu didn't say anything.
The second uncle of the Ji family knew that he was being stubborn and refused to give in, so he closed his eyes helplessly and agreed silently.
Before Zhong Qiao and Zhong's father could figure out what was going on, Ji Hebai had already taken out money, a full hundred yuan, far exceeding the value of the two items.
"We want both the stroller and the wood sculpture." Ji Hebai said.
It was not until the hundred yuan actually fell into Zhong Qiao's hands that he woke up from his dream and directly piled the baby carriage behind him in front of the Ji family.
"I'll give you both."
It saved me from having to bring one back. For a hundred dollars, I got two strollers and a wood sculpture. It was a great deal.
Xiao Wu said, "Sister, we only need one."
Zhong Qiao's heart and eyes were filled with the joy of having earned his first pot of gold. He said, "I'll give you the other one."
After saying that, he ignored the strange looks from the Ji family and took Zhong's father away.
Uncle Ji watched them leave, dumbfounded: "No? Are you really here to sell these things?"
He even thought that the Zhong family had other plans towards their Ji family!
Ji Hebai smiled softly.
It's exactly the same as before.
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Zhong Qiao and his father, holding the money they earned today and pulling the empty tricycle, were filled with longing for their future life.
"Qiao Qiao, you're always the most creative." Father Zhong counted the money he had earned. "Just by drawing a few blueprints, these ordinary bamboo baskets and baby carriages are now easy to sell."
"We've earned at least two hundred yuan this trip today, which is much more than working as a laborer in a factory!"
Zhong Qiao laughed: "Dad, your cooking skills are still better. I just added some new tricks, which can't be considered a real skill."
The bamboo baskets and baby carriages that she had previously given to Mr. Zhong were the most popular items in Zhong Qiao's previous life. She had originally just given it a try, making something similar and selling it, but she had no idea if anyone would accept it.
Unexpectedly, they were sold out in one go, but Zhong Qiao knew that the unique patterns on the bamboo basket, as well as the training wheels and safety locks of the stroller, were the icing on the cake, and that it was still Mr. Zhong's father's craftsmanship that was great.
Otherwise, it would not be easily accepted.
After a while, a group of people suddenly surrounded their tricycle.
The woman who had bought the bamboo basket earlier and led several people there panted, "That's the father and daughter, I wasn't mistaken! I bought my bamboo basket from them!"
Zhong Qiao and Zhong's father sat up immediately, sweating profusely.
What's going on? Something bad is happening right after I got the money?
Mr. Zhong quickly recalled the bamboo basket weaving process he had been involved in for the past two weeks. Could it be that he dozed off a week ago? Was the bamboo basket weaving technique wrong? Was the material not strong enough?
He thought about it for a long time, until his head hurt.
The fat sister-in-law finally caught her breath and continued, "Their bamboo baskets are beautiful, of good quality, and reasonably priced. I'd be a scoundrel if I cheated you."
A group of old ladies, their eyes shining, surrounded Zhong Qiao and his daughter and chattered.
"Beauty, is this still the price? Three yuan for two, right? I want five!"
"Beauty, give it to me first, I want six!"
"Give it to me first!" Someone couldn't hold back and put money into Zhong Qiao's arms.
"I have money!"
Zhong Qiao and Zhong's father were stunned at first, and then ecstatic.
When good fortune comes, it cannot be stopped.
Unfortunately, they didn't dare to weave too many bamboo baskets today, as they had already sold out. As for the remaining wood carvings, these aunties didn't seem to appreciate them.
"Everyone, please be patient." Zhong Qiao stood on the tricycle and shouted, "Listen to me."
Everyone calmed down and wanted to hear what Zhong Qiao had to say.
Zhong Qiao said, "Thank you for the referral, but we've sold out of today's bamboo baskets. I'll definitely contact you next time we have them back, okay?"
Everyone was disappointed. If they had known earlier,
I came here early and finally found some good quality bamboo baskets with unique designs, but I didn't expect them to sell out so quickly.
"Beautiful lady, why don't you leave us your contact information?" The fat lady was not giving up. "Next time you have any good stuff, you can give it to us first."
Zhong Qiao agreed readily, saying that anyone who had the chance to make money would be a fool not to do so.
"Next time we'll have bamboo baskets in new styles, and maybe even some wild produce from the countryside, bacon, and the like. We'll show them to everyone then."
Since she said so, even though the others were helpless, they had no choice but to accept it. The group left in a mighty manner, leaving Zhong Qiao and Zhong's father looking at each other in surprise.
"We don't have any wild goods at home." Father Zhong was ecstatic about making money, but also worried about the future business. "Qiao Qiao, making money is good, but we can't lie, otherwise the business won't last long."
Zhong Qiao knew what he was thinking and said, "Dad, don't worry. The wild goods I'm talking about are things like country bacon, wild duck eggs, and bird eggs. Don't grandpa and grandma go to the countryside to worship their ancestors all year round? Sometimes they stay for a month. Why not just buy them first and then sell them later?"
After hearing this, Mr. Zhong nodded and shook his head.
Although this business lasts longer than handicrafts, selling wild goods involves grandparents or the older generation, and interests are involved. It is not easy to maintain a calm appearance.
"Let's go back and talk about it first." Father Zhong patted her shoulder, "Let's discuss this with your mother first."
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