"That's good. When they're worn out, I'll make them for you." Grandma Wang said with a smile, "You two are grown up now and are in school. I can't help you with anything now."
Xiaobao put his arms around Grandma Wang's neck and snorted, "Grandma, you still want to teach me how to pierce grasshoppers. Dabao learned how to pierce roosters from Grandpa Zhou, and he was so proud of it."
"Then how about we make a big tiger?" Granny Wang held Xiaobao in her lap and said lovingly.
Xiaobao smiled happily and nodded.
After dinner, Zhang Dandan came to the Song family.
He came here specifically to deliver honey to Madam Nie, and also brought a letter to Song Yuehua. After having dinner at home, he came to the Song family again.
"I have some charcoal here. Would your chess club like to buy it?" Zhang Dandan asked.
Now that the weather is getting colder, people have started burning charcoal in the chess hall. Charcoal is definitely needed.
Song Yuehua nodded and said, "What's the price? If it's not expensive, I'll take it."
"Not expensive, not expensive. We are all family members." Zhang Dandan said with a smile, "Three cents a pound of smoking charcoal, ten cents a pound of charcoal without smoke."
Song Yuehua was a little surprised when she heard the price. "It's so cheap, where did you get it?"
Zhang Dandan said, "These were cooked by Sister Xiaoye."
"Wang Xiaoye?"
"Didn't the village take in many craftsmen at that time? Among them was a charcoal burner named Xiongzhu..."
Originally, the skill of charcoal burning would never be passed on to outsiders. I don’t know why Wang Xiaoye was interested in this business.
Although Gouwazi didn't understand, in order to fulfill Wang Xiaoye's wish, he still begged Xiong for help for many days and promised that Gouwazi would take care of Wang Xiaoye's food and accommodation during his time in the village.
There were many people in the village who also wanted to learn how to make charcoal. Gouwazi made up his mind and made a promise that when Xiong Zhu's youngest son turned four years old, he would send him to school.
Until he was 10 years old, his food and lodging were all provided for him, and his family only had to pay a small amount of money.
In comparison, Gouwazi was the most sincere, and Xiongzhu also knew that he was able to enter the village because others came for his craftsmanship.
If I have to choose someone to teach, I would naturally choose the one with the best qualifications.
The two families even went to Zhou Lizheng to sign a contract.
Now Gouwazi bought a piece of land next to Ji's house and built a kiln. Wang Er and Wang Xiaoye could only produce smoky charcoal before, but recently they finally figured out how to produce smokeless charcoal.
"Sister Xiao Ye is usually quiet, but it turns out she is actually quite insightful." Song Yuehua said with a smile.
The smokeless charcoal that Wang Xiaoye burns is cheap. There is a lot of charcoal burned in the chess hall, so naturally they will take as much as they can.
More than 10 days have passed, and there are only more than 20 days left until the Chinese New Year.
Midnight.
There was a knock on the Song family’s door.
Dabao and Xiaobao didn't wake up. Xiaoyu called them softly. Song Yuehua got up and lit the oil lamp and said, "Don't get out of bed. I'll go see who's here."
Song Yuehua put on her clothes, picked up the oil lamp and came to open the door.
When he opened the door, the person standing outside was Xiaoyu, who was much taller than him.
"Xiaoyu!"
Song Yuehua exclaimed and shone the oil lamp forward, and it was actually Xiaoyu.
"Sister," Xiaoyu's nose was sore, and she took a step forward and hugged Song Yuehua, "I'm back."
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