Reborn Craftsman

When Liu Xing rushed to the market, it was already a quarter past ten in the morning.

This is the peak time for the villagers of Qingshi Village, Luoluo Village and other nearby villages to go to the market. As far as the eye can see, the market is full of people, bustling and bustling.

Liu Xing was not in the mood to watch the excitement, he was looking for a temporary booth while pushing his bicycle.

To his disappointment, there were not many people who bought dustpans, but none of the temporary stalls.

All were taken up by villagers doing business in nearby villages.

Liu Xing had no choice but to park his bicycle on the side of the road and wait for a villager to sell out the sweet potatoes before grabbing a temporary stall.

Although the location of this temporary stall is a bit off, the flow of people is very large. There is a shop selling buns on the left, which is full of long queues.

Liu Xing took a look and looked away, took off all the dustpans on the bicycle, and told Xiao Peanut not to walk around while sitting on the dustpans, while he himself asked the black-faced villagers who bought hoes next to him: "Brother, what is this?" Do you know how much a dustpan in a market can sell for?"

"I don't know, I just know that dustpans are very popular. The last game cost about one yuan each, and they were all robbed in no time!" the black-faced villager replied with a silly smile.

"Thank you!" Liu Xing suddenly had a clue in his heart when he heard the words.

As for why the dustpan is so popular, he didn't think about it.

After all, it was the season to harvest dry crops such as soybeans and mung beans. It was normal for the dustpan to be popular, which was within his estimation.

Seeing two villagers dressed as vendors gathered around to pick out the dustpan he made, he quickly picked up the little peanut sitting on it for them to pick.

"How much is a dustpan?" One of the short traders asked Liu Xing.

"One dollar each!" Liu Xing replied with a smile.

"It's expensive!" The short peddler pursed his mouth: "And you're still a wet bamboo dustpan!"

"Then how much do you say?" Liu Xing also had nothing to do when he met an expert.

"Fifty cents apiece, I want them all!" The short vendor looked straight at Liu Xing after dropping these words.

"Get out!" Liu Xing couldn't help getting angry.

Even if he is an idiot, he still knows that the dustpan in 93 cost more than fifty cents each!

"Okay! Okay! I'm going! Let's see who you can sell this wet bamboo dustpan to!" The short vendor pointed at Liu Xing with a dark face, turned around and pulled his companions away, but he stopped at a bamboo products stall before walking too far. stopped before.

It turned out that they and Liu Xing were all in the same industry. Seeing that Liu Xing made a dustpan that was much better than theirs, they wanted to buy them all and resell them.

This plan failed, and the two of them came up with another plan, instigating fat middle-aged women to buy again.

This time, the price offered by the middle-aged woman was [-] cents each, and Liu Xing didn't know the inside story, so he was about to agree, but what he didn't expect was that an old man with a bamboo hat was picking up his dustpan to look at it. After looking at it, he smiled and handed Liu Xing a dollar and fifty cents and left.

Liu Xing is not a fool, he can see the real price of the dustpan from the actions of the old man in the bamboo hat. Although not all of them can be bought for one yuan and five for one, one yuan for each is definitely a certainty.

The middle-aged woman on the side was embarrassed, and she looked at Liu Xing with a smirk: "The old man was an idiot just now, and he gave you a dollar and fifty cents for buying your dustpan. It's really money."

"I won't bargain with you anymore. I'll take your dustpan for 24 cents each. Here's [-] yuan. Keep it!" The middle-aged woman took out three ten-yuan bills and waved them in front of Liu Xing. Yang, and regardless of whether Liu Xingtong agreed or not, he bent down and reached for the dustpan.

"I'm sorry, I don't sell one for [-] cents!" Liu Xing stopped the middle-aged woman.

Chapter 005 Your craftsmanship is more than this price!

"Why? You don't make money anymore?" The middle-aged woman said impatiently.

"Of course I want to make money if I have money, but is the dustpan in the market worth [-] cents each?" Liu Xing is not afraid of this middle-aged woman. The middle-aged woman speaks fiercely, and he is even more fierce, almost yelling at the top of his throat. come out.

With this roar, the surrounding villagers who were going to the market all turned their heads to look at him. Seeing that there was nothing serious, they all turned their eyes away.

But the middle-aged woman was frightened. How could she have thought that Liu Xing, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, would have such a temper and run away in a hurry.

Liu Xing raised the corners of his mouth with a sneer, and watched the middle-aged woman run away. It wasn't until he saw the figures of the two vendors before that he suddenly realized that all of this was a routine.

Fortunately, he is alert, otherwise he would really be tricked.

According to the price of 20 yuan for a dustpan, you can earn about [-] yuan for [-] dustpans.

In 1993, this was the wages of a wage earner for several days. No wonder the stern-skinned people came to him, this is to kill him!

"It's just why the price of the dustpan is so high?" Liu Xing was a little puzzled, and was about to ask the villagers who were buying vegetables around her, when Little Peanut, who was snuggling at her feet, bit his index finger and said, "Brother, I think Eat meat buns!"

"You girl, can you wait until my brother sells out the dustpan?" Liu Xing smiled wryly upon hearing this.

"En! En!" Little Peanut swallowed and nodded, and at the same time took out a handmade grasshopper made of bamboo leaves and played with it.

Liu Xing saw that there was no business for the time being, so he took out the leaves and branches of the bamboo that he had brought earlier, and sat cross-legged on the ground to make a handmade grasshopper.

Don't underestimate the craftsmanship of this kind of handmade grasshopper. It is very popular with children and girls in the coastal areas.

Liu Xing didn't ask how much he could sell, just the money for two meat buns. After all, he was very poor now, and he only had one yuan and fifty cents on him, so he still made money by selling dustpans.

What he didn't expect was that just after he made two handmade grasshoppers, a group of children surrounded the temporary booth, including several girls dressed as students.

"Wow! The grasshopper is so beautiful!"

"This brother's hands are so clever!"

"Is it for sale? If it is for sale, I want one!"

"Mom, I want it too!"

Regardless of whether the beautiful mother behind him agrees or not, a fat boy picked up a handmade grasshopper and started playing.

"How much is this grasshopper?" The beautiful mother hugged the fat boy dotingly, and asked Liu Xing with a smile.

"Twenty cents each!" Liu Xing thought for a while and replied.

"So cheap?" The beautiful mother was a little surprised, and after she came to her senses, she directly gave Liu Xing [-] cents: "Take it well, and remind me by the way, your craftsmanship is more than this price."

"Haha..." Liu Xing laughed.

This is the best sentence he has heard since he learned the craft of bamboo craftsman.

But having said that, 1993 cents each is enough, after all, this is [-].

The beautiful mother led the fat boy away.

However, the business in front of Liu Xing's temporary booth was booming. Children of all ages gathered around Liu Xing, holding change in their hands and eagerly waiting for the handmade grasshoppers to be made.

For them, this is a kind of artistic enjoyment, and it is really a big profit to buy it for [-] cents.

Seeing that Liu Xing was sweating profusely, Little Peanut was so distressed that he quickly helped to collect the money, no matter how much the money was, or whether the money was true or not, he stuffed it all into Liu Xing's jacket pocket.

She didn't stop until it was so stuffed that it couldn't fit anymore.

As time went by, all the leaves and branches of the bamboo brought by Liu Xing were used up, but there were still many spectators around the temporary booth, and they were all waiting to buy handmade grasshoppers.