We already have walls, but we still need to build a fence?
I thought so, but I still willingly placed the bamboo in a half circle around the vegetable field.
The days gradually calmed down, and when she had some free time, Zhao Cuihua made some new clothes for her daughter out of fabric at home. Thinking that she had received the care of Aunt Zhang's family during this period, and had extra fabric, she gave it to Aunt Zhang The children at home each made one and sent it over.
"Sister Zhao, Sister Zhao."
Several people in the village took the initiative to greet her when they saw her. They immediately saw the new clothes in her hands. They remembered the village chief's words and immediately asked her how they could earn more copper coins for their family.
Zhao Cuihua immediately told them about the bamboo baskets regardless of previous suspicions. Unexpectedly, she even took over the business of several bamboo baskets.
The first time she took an order for bamboo baskets, Zhao Cuihua didn't know what the appropriate price was, and after hearing others say that her family was short of money, she immediately agreed to sell them a bamboo basket for ten cents.
After returning home, Zhao Cuihua immediately started working non-stop, starting with cutting bamboo. When she saw her daughter, her eyes were dull and her head was dizzy.
"Daughter, you're back." After saying this, Zhao Cuihua staggered back. Fortunately, Yan Qingyao reached out to hold her up, preventing her from being thrown to the ground.
"Mom?" Yan Qingyao was confused and looked at the huge hall, which was now filled with bamboo sticks of various sizes: "What are you doing?"
Zhao Cuihua rested for a while before she came back to her senses. She took a look at the pile of bamboo sticks at home and realized how big of a business she had taken on.
She immediately told Yan Qingyao what happened during the day, about the bamboo baskets that cost ten cents each. Some people asked her how to make them at home, but some people just didn't know how to make them and asked her to make them here.
"Ten cents each?"
Yan Qingyao's rhetorical tone made Zhao Cuihua hesitate: "Yes... they said that the family has no money, and I think so. How can Aunt Wu's family have money? But they thought that in order to prevent me from suffering a loss, they would let me do it within three days. Make twelve bamboo baskets for them, and you will have one hundred and twenty coins."
It's actually Aunt Wu?
Yan Qingyao suddenly frowned: "Mom, we can earn more than 300 yuan from shrimp and crab in one morning."
Zhao Cuihua: "..."
She immediately pinched the corner of her clothes, as if she was a child who had done something wrong: "That's because I set the price low, but Aunt Wu's family has nearly twenty people, so they really don't have money."
"She was talking about us half a month ago..."
Zhao Cuihua: "They are all neighbors and have lived together in the same village for more than ten years. They also apologized last time, so forget it."
Only then did Yan Qingyao understand why Aunt Wu and the others dared to gossip so blatantly in front of her family. It turned out to be because of her mother's character, which was not only weak but also kind.
Just this kindness...
Yan Qingyao frowned and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and helped her work up to midnight to make these bamboo baskets. Even if they were done right after eating, they only made ten bamboo baskets in three days.
Zhao Cuihua slapped her painful waist, but before she straightened up, she heard urgent voices coming from outside. Aunt Wu came over with her sister-in-law: "Sister Zhao, Sister Zhao, are our bamboo baskets ready? "
On the first day of waiting, they looked at the rising tide of the sea.
On the second day of waiting, some people started to follow suit. They were able to catch more fish, shrimps and crabs with less effort than usual. The three of them were itching to watch.
On the third day of waiting, they came to Zhao Cuihua's house early in the morning. With the lesson learned last time, they addressed her with a lot of respect. People who didn't know her would think they were very familiar with each other.
Zhao Cuihua listened to these voices that were obviously enthusiastic about her. Even though she was so tired that she couldn't straighten up, she still looked at them happily: "You are here."
"Yeah!" The three of them looked at the bamboo basket and put on a fine fishing net, which looked much finer than other people's.
The three of them looked at each other immediately. Aunt Qian was right. Zhao Cuihua was a weak-tempered person and wanted to please others, so she did not dare to offend them.
"Sister Zhao, are our bamboo baskets ready?"
Listening to my sister-in-law's words, Aunt Wu immediately started counting: "One, two, three, four...ten, why only..."
Before she finished speaking, Aunt Wu saw Yan Qingyao coming out of the room.
The two people looked at each other, and Aunt Wu immediately stopped talking.
Grandma raised her head and was just about to ask, weren't there the agreed twelve? Why are there only ten? When he looked up, no one dared to speak when he saw Yan Qingyao.
Didn't Aunt Qian say she wasn't at home today? They just dared to come here today.
"Just make ten, forget the rest!" Yan Qingyao said lightly, Aunt Wu and others nodded immediately, quickly took ten bamboo baskets, paid the copper coins and ran away.
Zhao Cuihua pressed her sore waist for a while before she recovered. She held the copper plate in her hand and said happily: "It's finally over."
"Ah!" Zhao Cuihua suddenly reacted and stood up from the stool.
"I forgot to put away the bamboo basket I put away three days ago."
After saying that, he ran out in a hurry.
He came back with a sad look on his face.
"Yao Yao." Zhao Cuihua is used to sharing everything with her daughter: "Our bamboo basket was stolen."
She helped Yaoyao make two overnight. Later, she finished her small work and spent several days when she came back to make four. A total of six were made at home. She just went to the place where the bamboo basket was, but found that there was no one. .
"Who is so wicked as to steal the bamboo basket from our house!" Zhao Cuihua frowned. Even if someone was angry and stole the bamboo basket, she would only dare to be secretly angry. She was too gentle.
Yan Qingyao was not surprised by the result: "Everyone knows this method, so naturally there will be such people."
In this way, you don’t have to do it yourself, you can also steal other people’s and use it, and you can still make money.
"This..." Zhao Cuihua said with a bitter face: "I didn't think that the people in the village could make money with us..."
But I didn’t expect that they not only made their own money, but also stole her family’s money-making tools...
"It's okay. How much can we sell for fish, shrimp and crab? Our family raises chickens, has land, and a house. We don't need the money."
Seeing that she was moving her lips and wanted to speak, Yan Qingyao showed an enigmatic smile and said, "Mom, you should think about what to do if Aunt Wu comes here."
Instead of telling her that this person is not good, it is better to let her know that this person is really not good, so that she can change her temper.
Sure enough, not three days after taking away the bamboo basket, Aunt Wu came to the door.
"Sister Zhao, Sister Zhao!"
The title has not changed, but the tone is obviously not as warm and flattering as before, and it seems to be looking for trouble.
"Hey!" Zhao Cuihua had just finished watering the seedlings when she heard Aunt Wu's voice and immediately walked to the door of the yard: "What's wrong?"
Without saying a word, Aunt Wu stretched out her hand towards her and said in a very bad tone: "Refund the money! Give me my money back!"
