After leaving the drunkard poet, Jiang Bai went directly back to the Hall of Rebirth. As soon as he came back, Hu Tao blocked the door.
Hutao put her hands on her hips and stared at him eagerly:
"I said, where have you been these past few days? I'm still waiting for you to start my new business, and you just disappeared without a trace!"
"Ah?" Jiang Bai was confused.
What new business?
Why didn't he know?
Not bothering to explain to him, Hutao directly took out a basket of wooden signs and said, "These are the customers who have booked our new business. Come and follow me."
After being pulled out by Hu Tao, Jiang Bai still didn't think of any new business.
"Which new business is it?"
"Which one else could it be? The one with the stone sculptures! This batch is all old people who are still alive. While they are still alive, we can come early to complete these statues."
Jiang Bai opened his eyes wide. He thought Hu Tao was just talking, but he didn't expect it to come true.
He could only say that this efficiency was worthy of being the master of the hall.
"So many customers have ordered so quickly?"
Looking at the baskets of wooden signs, Jiang Bai felt that there were thousands of them.
"It's not that this hall leader has done a good job in publicity work." Hutao raised his chin with a proud look on his face.
In the past few days when Jiang Bai went out to play, she had been doing publicity. These are her results.
"The hall master is worthy of being the hall master, he is awesome!"
"Learn a little bit, you know."
Jiang Bai came close to her and rubbed his fingers, "Master, I have a new business, will the salary increase?"
Hu Tao glanced at him sideways, "How do you have the nerve to say such a thing? How many days did you work in a month? And the 1 million Mora promotion fee I gave you last time, I'm afraid you will lose it all. It’s in your pocket!”
"You can't blame me, Hall Master. We only have about twenty spots left. I can't curse my customers to death. Besides, Ye Luo Guigen's business is so dangerous. It will take at least half a month to start work. You can’t be judged by the number of hours you work.”
Jiang Bai's eyes were wandering and he avoided talking about the one million moras.
"Okay, okay, I don't know you yet, don't be miserable. It's impossible to raise wages. This stone carving business is considered a half-free project. I don't want to make money. The leader of this hall has not made any money. Why don't you? Want a salary increase?
"Besides, this is a learning and training opportunity given to you by this hall master. There are so many characters for you to refer to. This is an excellent way to practice more precise control of elemental power. As long as you persist, within a month, you will be able to control elemental power. It will definitely go to the next level.”
Hu Capitalist Tao said one thing after another, and Jiang Bai was stunned for a while.
It’s been a long time since I heard the hall master draw cakes. Why am I so happy when I hear this all of a sudden?
Hutao followed the addresses on the wooden signs and searched for them one by one.
Jiang Bai also saw the rather difficult life of the people at the bottom of Liyue Port.
Although Liyue Port is a prosperous trading capital, not all of them are rich people. There are also many people living in low-rise houses and worrying about their livelihood.
Being rich is not a simple thing. Poor people have their own reasons for being poor.
Either because of illness, or because of lack of education, or because of lack of vision, or because of death in the family
Often the collapse of a pillar is a disaster for a family.
Although the General Affairs Department and Ningguang regularly distribute relief funds to these poor families, it is only just enough to make ends meet.
There are too many people in Liyue Port, and if a huge amount of money is divided into everyone's hands, there won't be much left.
In Liyue City, Hutao opened a low door and walked into the narrow and closed house, "Grandma Li, how is your health?"
"It's Hall Master Hu who's here."
An old man with gray hair sat up from the bed after hearing the sound. Her eyes were already a little unclear, and she was trying to stand up.
Hu Tao stretched out his hand to support her, "It's me, here to make a stone statue for you."
A girl of fifteen or sixteen who was washing clothes in the pond nearby saw someone coming. She quickly put down her work and ran over.
"Hall Master Hu!"
"It's Xiaolu. I've brought people to make stone statues for you."
Touching his empty pocket, Xiaolu didn't dare to raise his head, and subconsciously drew circles on the ground with his toes.
"Just do it for grandma, just order for grandma."
Seeing the little girl's embarrassment, Hu Tao's expression did not change at all.
She smiled and patted the little girl on the shoulder, "You are the first customer of our new business. The first customer will receive an additional family photo package. Go and help yourself and grandma freshen up. This is something that should be kept forever. It should look better. That’s all.”
"Really!"
"Of course, when did this hall master stop keeping his word?"
The two of them were waiting outside the door, and after a while, Xiaolu helped Grandma Li out.
Grandma Li's originally messy hair was meticulously combed, and she also changed into a much cleaner set of clothes. Although they were still very old, they were already the best clothes they could come up with.
The two stood together, looking forward and smiling.
Hu Tao took a photo of them with a photo camera, and Jiang Bai quickly carved out the stone and condensed it into shape.
The stone sculpture has no color, but its posture and expression are like a real person.
Xiaolu happily put the stone carving into the old man's hand. The old man groped for the outline of the stone carving and put down one thing on his mind.
She and her granddaughter depend on each other for life, and now that her life is approaching, she can leave her something to remember her.
"Xiao Lu, this is also included in the package, remember to keep it well." Hutao handed the photo to the old man and the young child.
I took the photo and looked at it as if time had been frozen.
There was a sour feeling on the tip of Xiaolu's nose, "I remember that the package didn't seem to have this content..."
She didn't know how this was done, and she had never seen anything like it, but she could realize that the value of these things had already exceeded the little bit of mola she paid.
"Yes, you just didn't pay attention. Can this hall master allow himself to do a loss-making business? We have to rush to the next one, so we won't stay any longer."
Hu Tao waved his hand and led Jiang Bai away.
After walking far away, Jiang Bai asked Hu Tao how many molas he had received for this order.
"Master, this is already the 23rd one. How much did you charge for this one?"
"It's not much, just three hundred molas."
For three hundred molars, not to mention photos, you can’t even buy a piece of photo paper.
But Hutao came with a photo, a stone sculpture of a family portrait.
"Master, won't you lose money?"
"How could it be a loss?" Hu Tao asked back.
Hu Tao took out a wooden sign and said, "This member Huang ordered a one-to-one scale stone sculpture for himself, so I only paid him 300,000 molas!"
This word is very spiritual.
Jiang Bai gave a thumbs up.
"It must be you, the hall master, who is so powerful!"
Although it is a cheap business, there are always some wealthy bosses who are willing to spend money on their special business.
Regardless of their family background, the Death Ceremony of the Rebirth Hall treats their death rituals equally and has never slackened off for thousands of years.
(End of chapter)
