The largest store at the entrance of the messy little street is the Huang Family Bamboo Shop.
Many stores don’t even have signs, but this store has a big sign hanging at the door, so it’s considered a formal store.
So the honest Su Youfu only came to this shop to sell winnowing baskets. A big shop should conduct business in a more disciplined manner.
Over the years, his winnowing baskets have been delivered directly here, and the price is decided by the boss.
However, the boss was still kind and gave him a higher price than others. Although Su Youfu was honest, he was not stupid and would also inquire about other people's prices.
In fact, it is normal for the boss to sell the winnowing baskets he made at several times the price, but for such a big store, rent, water fees, workers, etc. are all costs, and it is not a charity.
The boss Huang Yufeng is a decisive person. This store was passed down from her mother's family. Her parents have two daughters, and she is the eldest. It was agreed that if she inherited the store, she would find a live-in son-in-law.
Once her sister gets married, this store will no longer be involved.
At this moment, Huang Yufeng looked at the little girl at the door with great curiosity.
"Lao Su, this is your daughter. She is so beautiful."
Su Youfu smiled and nodded, his back straighter than usual.
"Hello, Mr. Huang." Xiao Qi greeted him with a smile.
"The things you made are quite interesting." Huang Yufeng was a business person. She praised the little girl, but her eyes quickly fell on the bamboo bag in her hand and she looked at it over and over again.
This bag is very delicately made and has a lid with a bamboo button tied with hemp rope, which makes it easy to open and close.
Su Youfu was actually quite nervous. He rubbed his hands, stood up with his weight supported by a carrying pole, and looked at the boss.
Xiao Qi saw that there were many small bamboo chairs here, so he moved one behind his father and asked him to sit on it. His feet were not in good condition, so it was more difficult for him to walk than ordinary people, not to mention that he had to carry things.
Huang Yufeng was not disturbed at all. She carefully looked at the bamboo baskets, bags and small items taken out of the sack one by one, touched them repeatedly with her hands, patted them, and then held them under the light to look at them. She looked at them for seven or eight minutes.
Su Youfu didn't dare to disturb him. Xiaoqi was also observing the store. When he first came in, he felt that the street was dirty and messy, but when he walked into the store, although there were a lot of things, they were well classified and organized. It was quite refreshing. It seemed that he could find what he wanted quickly.
There is also a large tea table at the innermost part, with a proper purple clay teapot, tea sets for boiling water, and tea cups on it. The table top is shiny black, and it is obvious that it is used frequently. There are also some bamboo utensils on the table, which are quite nice.
There was a toad that looked like it was carved out of a bamboo root, with green beads on it. It was hanging there, swaying in the wind.
Huang Yufeng read it carefully again and again, and her heart trembled with regret.
"Old Su, if you have this ability, what have you been doing before? How much money can you make by making winnowing baskets? No matter how expensive a winnowing basket is, it is for working people to use. But these things are bought by people who are rich and have free time." Huang Yufeng said directly.
Su Youfu sat down to rest for a while, and finally caught his breath. When he heard what his boss said, he became excited again.
"I don't know if these can be sold for much. They're really hard to make. My kid's going to college and I'm short on money, so I thought I'd give it a try. Boss, what's your take on the price?"
Every time Su Youfu came to sell winnowing baskets, he would just take whatever the other party asked and would not bargain. However, the price Huang Yufeng gave was fair, and no other family offered a higher price. It wasn't a big business, just selling a winnowing basket, and it wasn't that complicated.
Although he made something new this time, Su Youfu himself felt that his craftsmanship had improved by leaps and bounds, and he suddenly got the hang of it. He was quite satisfied with his work, but he didn't know if this thing could be sold or if anyone wanted it. If it was priced the same as a winnowing basket, it would not be worth making. He stayed up late every day to make these things. It was really complicated and took a lot of thought. Winnowing baskets were much easier to make. Since he started making bamboo bags, he could make two and a half pairs of winnowing baskets a day, but now he can make four pairs of winnowing baskets a day without rest, which has greatly improved his efficiency.
Huang Yufeng didn't answer immediately. Instead, she looked at the things in her hands again, frowned slightly, and thought for a while before she spoke: "I'll put them aside and try to sell them. I don't know if I can get a good price or if they will sell well. So, these things you made look very well made. They took a lot of effort. I'll give you 150 for the big ones and 100 for the small ones. Leave me your phone number. If they sell well, I'll call you and ask you to make more. If not, forget it."
She was holding 7 things of different sizes, 5 large baskets and bags, and 2 small gadgets.
Su Youfu originally thought that a few dozen yuan was a lot, because the bamboo strips actually used in these things were not as many as a winnowing basket, but a winnowing basket only sold for 15 yuan, and that was after the price increase.
Seven bamboo weavings here were sold for 950 yuan, while a load of twenty winnowing baskets only sold for 300 yuan.
Su Youfu felt that the price was very fair, and was even surprised, far beyond his expectations.
But he was a slow-paced person, and even though he was very surprised, he didn't show any joy on his face, but just nodded.
When Xiaoqi heard the price, he didn't know whether it was high or low. Although he had confidence in his father's craftsmanship, craftsmanship also depends on the market. His father was not a famous craftsman, just an ordinary farmer. He felt that the price offered by the other party was already quite good.
Seventeen-year-old Su Xiaoqi is not good at this, but she has the impression that the prices of agricultural products are not high, and the same is true for the agricultural and sideline products processed by farmers themselves.
Su Youfu left the phone number of his neighbor Aunt Liu, sold all his things, and came out with his daughter, holding a shoulder pole and a sack of vegetables, with a serious look on his face.
He walked a long way, away from that street, crossed the road, and passed by the door of an Industrial and Commercial Bank of China. Su Youfu suddenly burst into laughter.
Su Xiaoqi: ...
"Dad, Dad!" Su Xiaoqi looked at the strange look of the security guard at the bank door and pulled her father's sleeve.
"Xiao Qi, I just did some calculations along the way. I can make at least two baskets a day, plus a small bag. I can sell them for three hundred yuan a day, which makes nine thousand yuan a month. Xiao Qi, you don't have to worry about your tuition. Dad can make money now. When Dad makes more money, he can renovate the house. The collapsed wall at the gate can be rebuilt, and you don't have to worry about your monthly living expenses in the future."
Su Youfu had never been so excited and confident as he was today. He straightened his shoulders and no longer hunched his back.
"Dad, Dad, don't get too excited. The boss said he still needs to see the sales. What if it doesn't sell out?" Although Su Xiaoqi was very happy, she felt that her father was too optimistic. If it didn't work out, he would probably be very sad. It would be better for him to be sober from the beginning.
"No, your dad and I are not blind sellers. We have walked that street before. The owner of this shop pays the most generously, but she is also a good seller. I have seen her sell our winnowing baskets at two or three times the price. She also refuses to take some. She does not accept everything we receive. If she accepts something, it means she can definitely sell it. If she takes one hundred and fifty from me, she can sell it for at least five or six hundred." Su Youfu explained to his daughter.
Su Xiaoqi thought, although her father looked simple and honest, he was actually scheming. He was a typical country farmer with a little cunningness. She didn't know how to describe it, but it was better to be scheming than to be stupid and to be bullied.
Neither the father nor the daughter thought there was anything wrong with the boss selling at a high price. After all, this is how it is when selling things. When the watermelons are in good harvest, farmers sell their watermelons to purchasing dealers for a few cents per pound, and people who go to the city to buy watermelons still have to pay one or two yuan per pound.
At this moment, both father and daughter were very happy. Su Xiaoqi said, "Dad, why don't we buy you a cell phone? It's not convenient for us to go to Grandma Liu's house to make phone calls all the time."
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