Mo Yan ate her wontons while waiting patiently. Soon, someone came over to ask the price. "Auntie, your fan looks very exquisite. How much is it?"
Mo Yan glanced at the other person, "One hundred."
The other party was shocked when they heard this, because 100 yuan is a year's salary for many people.
The person next to him spoke up with a dark face, "Auntie, this is a bit too much, not fair. This is just an ordinary fan, how can it be so expensive?"
“It’s ordinary. If it were ordinary, I certainly wouldn’t sell it for such a high price. Look at the exquisite design and the craftsmanship involved. You don’t know that craftsmanship is priceless. This is made by turning bamboo into a fairy and slowly weaving it. It’s a technique that has been passed down for hundreds of years. A hundred would be a loss.”
Many people think this is just ordinary, but it's not. It requires turning bamboo into bamboo threads and then slowly weaving them. If even one thread breaks, the whole process will be ruined.
"That's way too expensive. This price is clearly a rip-off."
Upon hearing this, Mo Yan laughed and looked at the other party speechlessly. "Young man, how did I knock off your price? I told you my price. If you want to buy, then buy. If you don't want to, I didn't force you."
Another person spoke up. "That's right, this auntie didn't ask you to buy it. If you don't want to buy it, you don't have to. There's no need to say all this."
Moreover, he could tell that the craftsmanship was indeed worth more than the price. "Auntie, I want to buy this fan."
"Sure, cash on delivery is fine."
Mo Yan simply told him to pay, and that it was a cash-on-delivery transaction.
The man quickly paid, took the fan, and left, while the people around him were still saying that he had lost out.
...
As He Qing got closer to home, she became increasingly nervous. She wondered how her family was doing, whether they were worried about her, and... Zhang Ming in the villa next to her house...
She touched her belly. Now... the baby in her belly is more than two months younger than the one she had before... it shouldn't be noticeable, right?
He Qing turned to Wang Er and said, "Wang Er, you should find a place to stay. My parents don't know about our marriage yet. I'll go back and tell them first, otherwise I'm afraid they'll beat you if they see us."
Hearing He Qing say that, Wang Er was naturally willing; he didn't want to be beaten.
"Okay, okay, then I'll go find a hotel to stay in."
"Go."
He Qing watched him go to the hotel, and it was easy for him to check in after showing his letter of introduction.
"He Qing, you should go back quickly and buy some more things. Consider it a gift from your son-in-law to them."
When do you think I should come over?
He Qing glanced at Wang Er, but she had no intention of letting him go. "No rush, why don't you go and wander around first, buy some things, so that your trip won't be in vain."
Wang Er was delighted to hear this. "Okay, that works too. I'll come find you then."
He Qing then went home alone, where she saw her parents, brother, and sister-in-law.
They were still a little incredulous when they saw He Qing return.
"Why are you back? Didn't you say you weren't coming back?"
"Yes, I came back to see you all, but I still have to go back."
He Qing knew that her parents didn't not want to help her. They simply didn't have the means. Even if her older brother could stay, it was only with the help of her sister-in-law's family.
She was originally going to another place, but she chose the current village because she wanted to be with Zhang Ming.
I just never expected that in the end...
"It's good to be back, it's good to be back. Come in quickly, we'll cook for you, what would you like to eat!"
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