"Ali, how could you do this?
You know how sad Second Aunt and your mother were when they heard you couldn't wake up, so let's not trade our lifespans for it, okay?"
"Yes, Ali, if you want to change it, you can only use ours. You are still so young, you can't do that."
Seeing the two of them about to cry, Chen Xinli couldn't help feeling a little guilty.
"Mother, Second Aunt, I really didn't exchange my lifespan for this.
Even gods have their own troubles.
The biggest worry for immortals is that they lose their hair because their daily practice consumes their brains.
I told the gods a recipe for growing hair here.
While speaking, Chen Xinli took out two more eggs.
“Look, I can take out the eggs I get from this recipe at will.
If the gods use them well, we will have more eggs to eat."
The two women looked at each other, then at the eggs, and had to believe what they saw.
The two women had never seen a bald god before.
Maybe practicing Buddhism is harder than farming for them!
We can only guess this way.
"Is it that simple, Ali?
Then you must tell the gods to use it carefully, and your hair will surely grow back in due time."
Zhang Fangju touched her black hair and gave instructions.
He glanced at the top of Chen Xinli's head again.
"A-Li, your hair is yellow because you are still young. It will grow out in the future. You have to explain it clearly to the gods."
Chen Xinli: "..."
“Gurgle…Gurgle…”
Chen Xinli's stomach was really starving.
"Mother, Second Aunt, I'm hungry!"
The omelets and egg soup they had just made were already cold, so the two women didn't have time to think too much and started preparing lunch.
After all, everything that just happened seemed too magical, and the two of them urgently needed to find something to do to cover up their inner emotional fluctuations.
Today, the two families simply had dinner together.
Wu Yuehua forced Zhang Fangju to stay, and asked her eldest son Shen Jinshan to call Shen Fuyou to have dinner together. As soon as Shen Fugui came back, the family started eating.
However, it was almost noon and there was still no sign of Shen Fugui. Wu Yuehua couldn't help but feel inexplicably panicked.
***
Yesterday, when Zhao Lizheng heard that the girl from the Shen family had kowtowed, he asked his son to send money to the Shen family and told Shen Fugui the good news.
It hasn't rained yet and the weather is getting hotter. Zhao Lizheng went to the county a few days ago to discuss farming matters.
I unexpectedly discovered that bamboo fans are very popular in the market, and there are even signs of being out of stock.
Thinking that Shen Fugui was skilled in bamboo weaving, I wanted to ask him if he could try weaving some to sell in town.
After Shen Fugui injured his leg, it became inconvenient for him to work in the fields, so he started to learn how to weave bamboo, but most of the things he wove were farm supplies.
Nowadays, many farmers actually have some weaving skills, but their weaving is a bit rough, but it can be used.
Therefore, the Shen family's bamboo weaving business has not been ideal.
The bamboo fan business was something the couple had discussed last night.
This morning, Shen Fuyou took the ox cart from Uncle Xu's family in the village and went to the town.
He had to understand the market conditions first, and also see how the bamboo fans on the market were woven.
As soon as he arrived in Shitou Town, he went straight to Yuanji Grocery Store, hoping to ask Manager Yuan about bamboo fans and exchange a sample to take back for consideration.
The bamboo weavings he used to sell were always put here for consignment.
Bamboo baskets, bamboo winnowing baskets and other large bamboo weavings were sold for a profit of four coins each.
For small bamboo baskets, bamboo baskets, bamboo dustpans, etc., the interest rate is only three cents;
They would split the profit in half with Manager Yuan, which was what they had agreed on before.
After all, Shen Fugui still has to weave bamboo and doesn't have time to go to the market every day. He needs travel expenses every time he comes to the town. It is safer to have a special grocery store selling these.
This was Shen Fugui's original idea, to make less money and have less trouble.
In the past, Shen Fugui would come to town at the end of every two months, one to deliver goods and the other to settle bills.
After paying the bill, Shen Fugui would use the dozens of coins he earned from selling bamboo weaving to buy some salt, lard, and the cheapest brown rice and millet flour for his family, and then all the money would be spent.
Today, only a month has passed, and Shen Fugui came early to investigate the matter of the fan.
"Big brother, what do you need?"
As soon as he entered Yuanji Grocery Store, a young clerk with an unfamiliar face greeted Shen Fugui.
I was planning to go directly to the shopkeeper, but Shen Fugui pointed at a bamboo basket in front of him and asked, "How much is this bamboo basket?"
"Bamboo baskets are considered large items. Ten coins each. How many do you want? I'll get them for you."
The young man greeted warmly.
"Ten cents?"
Shen Fugui widened his eyes in disbelief.
He still remembered that when he first sold it, Shopkeeper Yuan said:
The bamboo weavings he brought were not valuable and could not be sold for much. Large items were priced at eight cents and small items at six cents. If the price went up in the future, he would be given a share of the profits.
However, every time Shen Fugui came to deliver goods, the shopkeeper would emphasize that business was bad.
Every time, the store does put some unsold items such as winnowing baskets and bamboo baskets from the previous batch.
What touched Shen Fugui was that no matter how much new goods he brought, the shopkeeper accepted them all.
He also said: Anything he can make up can be put here.
At that time, he thought that the shopkeeper was kind-hearted, but now it seems that it may not be the case.
Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Shen Fugui pointed to the bamboo basket next to him and asked, "What about this one?"
"This one is eight cents."
Shen Fugui looked at the familiar bamboo basket in front of him in disbelief.
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