Although the account cannot be calculated in this way, it does not stop Gao Qiang from thinking this way, and his heart begins to beat fast as he thinks about it.
Xu Yuanzheng found another shop. This shop was different from the previous spacious and bright store with glass counters everywhere. It was just a small shop on the street, but it was also filled with bamboo artworks.
Now everyone learned their lesson, including the old bamboo craftsman, and started to look carefully at various things in the store.
Bamboo hairpins, bamboo storage boxes, bamboo shelves, bamboo screens, bamboo fruit baskets...
Xu Yuanzheng picked up a storage box that was almost the same as the one in the previous store and asked, "Boss, how much is this?"
"This one is cheap, 168 each."
The old bamboo craftsman's mouth twitched, but he held it back.
Xu Yuanzheng asked: "168? So expensive?"
The boss quickly said, "This is still expensive. Go to the specialty store over there and take a look. The same thing is sold for 198 in the specialty store, and they don't bargain!"
Xu Yuanzheng smiled and said, "Does that mean you can bargain here?"
The boss smiled awkwardly, "160, to make it a round number, no more words!"
Xu Yuanzheng thought for a moment and said, "88, I'll buy one if I can!"
The boss turned around and said, "How can you bargain like that? I can't do it."
Xu Yuanzheng looked at him, "You really can't do it?"
"Go take a look around again! The prices are really different for good stuff."
Xu Yuanzheng didn't say much, turned around and led his men out.
After walking five meters, Gao Qiang whispered, "Mayor Xu, he didn't ask us to go back!"
Xu Yuanzheng laughed, "I didn't expect him to ask us to go back! There are so many stores in town, I just wanted to check out the lowest prices."
He pointed to another bamboo art shop a few dozen meters ahead and said, "Let's go to that one and have a look."
More than two hours later, they each returned to their residence with a piece of bamboo art.
Most of these things were what Xu Yuanzheng thought should be done according to Secretary Huo's ideas, and what the old bamboo craftsman was thinking about and what he and his men could make with some effort.
There were seven or eight items, costing nearly a thousand yuan, which made the old bamboo craftsman feel both distressed and excited.
He suddenly felt that he had been busy for most of his life making mats, baskets and winnowing baskets, and he had lost a lot of money!
But in the afternoon, he changed his mind.
After a quick lunch and a short sleep, the group went to the exhibition hall and bamboo weaving factory here.
After looking at the development of bamboo weaving art and industry in Qingsheng County, the old bamboo craftsman and Gao Qiang finally understood what kind of effort is needed to transform these things into something that can really make money and attract buyers.
Then, both of them looked at Mayor Xu with a bit of passion in their eyes.
Xu Yuanzheng looked at the two of them with a helpless look, "You two should restrain yourself a little. If you want to see someone, go back and see Secretary Huo. There's no point in looking at me!"
Gao Qiang was naturally an expert, and he immediately said with a smile: "Secretary Huo is Secretary Huo, the key is to rely on Mayor Xu's support!"
That night, Gao Qiang toasted Xu Yuanzheng several times. The old bamboo craftsman did the same. He had always been self-reliant and didn't care about so-called leaders, but he raised his glass to Xu Yuanzheng several times enthusiastically.
In the night breeze of Qingsheng County, Gao Qiang and the old bamboo craftsman sat by the window smoking.
"Qiangwa, this trip is worth it!"
Gao Qiang turned his head and smiled, "Don't you feel tortured now?"
The old bamboo craftsman shook his head, "I don't mind if you yell at me again!"
He looked up at the sky outside the window, at the twinkling stars, and greeted them with his cigarette butt, "If we had these ways before, we could have lived a good life in Zhuyang Village forever! We wouldn't be so poor! Many old brothers have lost their skills now."
Gao Qiang pursed his lips and said, "Secretary Huo is here, everything will be fine."
"Yeah, it'll be fine."
There was also a gleam of anticipation in the old bamboo craftsman's somewhat cloudy eyes.
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