There are three people who are the best at hand-knitting, one of whom is Luo Darong's father, Master Luo San, as well as Aunt Changzhu and Ermao Niang.
These people all had good tempers, and Zhang Xingrong told everyone what she wanted to knit.
Aunt Changzhu patted her chest and said, "I'm the best at weaving baskets. No problem!"
Zhang Xingrong discussed with him, "Third Grandpa, Aunt Changzhu and Aunt Ermao, I don't want to weave the baskets used in the village. I want to weave boxes, vegetable baskets, storage baskets, chairs, and other things. I've already drawn some pictures. Can you guys see if you can weave them?"
The three of them couldn't help but wonder. They knew about the vegetable basket, but the boxes and chairs? They really didn't know about those.
Mr. Luo Sanye, on the other hand, knew something about it and nodded: "I have woven chairs before, let us see it."
Zhang Xingrong showed some of her drawings. In her past life, she'd drawn many human body parts, so she had a good knack for it. Although she rarely drew baskets, after practicing a dozen or twenty times and revising them countless times, she gradually mastered them. Her drawings, based on woven items she'd seen in her past life, looked quite original in this day and age.
"Oh, this basket looks nice, but it's not durable. It can't hold anything!"
Zhang Xingrong explained: "This is a fruit plate, this is a storage basket, and these chair boxes are not easy to weave."
Mr. Luo San looked at it for a while and said, "Let me try the box chair."
Zhang Xingrong wanted to motivate the others, so she immediately said, "If we weave these well, the production team will pay us. Ten yuan per person for completing them!"
"Ten yuan!" Ermao's mother cried out, "I'll make it up, I'll make it up!"
Zhang Xingrong nodded. "If you do a good job, you might get this job again in the future. But if you don't, you won't get it anymore. This time, too, only those who do a good job will get ten yuan, and those who don't will get nothing."
"Okay, okay, we will definitely make it up!"
Without saying a word, the three of them went up the mountain to look for vines.
Zhang Xingrong handed the matter over to the three of them, and he himself was not idle either, busying himself with the work.
Weaving these things wasn't easy; just processing the vines took quite a while. They started with the easiest, weaving the fruit bowl and storage basket. Next came the vegetable basket, and finally the box, chair, and small cabinet.
Zhang Xingrong was not very satisfied, so everyone discussed it again.
After they finished, Zhang Xingrong asked them to find some thin vines and weave the words "Hongyun" on them using a cross-braiding method to represent the Hongyun Production Brigade.
After everything was done, she went to the brigade to find Wei Dinghui.
Wei Dinghui was busy, but when he saw Zhang Xingrong coming, he was quite happy: "Rong girl, I heard that you also took the college entrance examination?"
"Yeah," Zhang Xingrong nodded. "I'll just give it a try. I don't know how I'll do in the exam."
"No matter what, it's good to participate!" Wei Dinghui smiled, "What brings you here today?"
Zhang Xingrong then turned around and lifted the cloth-wrapped box onto the table.
"What is this?" Wei Dinghui looked confused.
Zhang Xingrong pulled the cloth aside, revealing a box with a basket on top.
Wei Dinghui's eyes lit up. "This box and basket is quite nice. It's different from the baskets we use to pick corn! Why is this one wrapped in white cloth? It looks pretty nice! Girl, where did you buy this box and basket?"
Zhang Xingrong then told Wei Dinghui his thoughts: "Captain, this is what I think..."
Wei Dinghui was shocked after hearing this: "You want to set up a rattan weaving factory in the brigade?"
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