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Chapter 0090 This is not a business

Old Monster Yu is a chess maniac, and he has never seen the endgame he has ever seen before, so he immediately started to fiddle with it.

Many of them watch the fun and play chess, gather around and give advice to Old Monster Yu.

After half an hour, five or six people were talking nonsense, and they had no idea what to do.

The old monster Yu's red side walked more than ten times, and the white-handed black side was underestimated. When he countered the move, he was just a word of winning.

Old Monster Yu said, "You are red and I am black."

The endgame was set up again by hand, and grabbed the two corners of the paper chessboard, and adjusted the endgames one by one.

But I didn't move the chess piece in the air, but smiled and said, "Old man, I still have to do business. I heard that you are very rich. As long as you agree and buy all my things, I will teach you this game."

Old Monster Yu looked at the palm broom and palm rope, "I buy a broom, not a rope."

"I have twenty pieces, one piece of one piece of five, and thirty dollars."

Old Monster Yu stumbled and took out three ten-yuan pieces, put them on the ground, and pressed them with chess pieces.

Baishou then picked up a red chess piece.

Old Monster Yu responded with the move that he had just walked by.

But it was strange. As I walked, I changed my tricks from scratch, and Old Monster Yu lost.

"Come again." Old Master Yu did not admit defeat.

Once again, Old Monster Yu still lost.

"Come again."

The result is the same as the previous two times.

He was so polite that he picked up the thirty dollars and put them in his pocket.

"Do you send all the brooms to Mr. Yu's house."

Bai Dang responded and happily moved the broom. The door of the house was closed, so he placed the broom next to the door.

But Old Monster Yu narrowed his old eyes and looked at his hands and asked, "Who taught you the poems of the Song Dynasty's Qianshi and the rare endgames?"

"It seems from a manuscript."

"Can I read it?"

Baishou smiled and said, "I didn't bring it with me. Next time, if I still come here to do business next time, I will definitely bring it."

"A word is determined." Old Monster Yu said, "I promise you that if I bring it to me next time, I will buy you twenty brooms."

"Haha... this doesn't need to be. If I force myself to sell it, my broom will probably be used until the 21st century."

Old Yu smiled rare, "It's okay, you can sell it to me, I can resell it to others."

This is a good idea, and he said from scratch: "Then it's a matter of determination."

"One word is determined."

He stood up from scratch, greeted Wu Biyan and Zhang Laogui and his son, carried a palm rope, and took his second brother away from the vegetable market.

"Brother, this business is doing very well."

"Go, this is not doing business, this is opportunism."

"Anyway, it's sold, and the result is always good."

This was true, Baishou smiled and said, "It's a good start. I'll come next time and I'll sell that old monster Yu twenty."

Bai Dang asked, "Brother, I haven't seen you play chess, where did you learn it?"

"I know how to play chess. But the group of people in our village who can play chess are unwilling to play chess with me, so you don't have the chance to see it."

"Then why I haven't seen any manuscript you just said?"

"That was left by our Grandpa Tong. Grandpa Tong has two crafts, storytelling and stonemason. Our father took over the craftsmanship, and the stonemason was thrown away. But Grandpa Tong also left a small wooden box and secretly gave it to me. In that small wooden box, there was a hand-written chess endgame, with a few poems on it."

"Why don't I know?"

"You were still crawling on the ground at that time."

"Where are you now? Where did we get the small wooden box?"

"I'm hiding."

"Brother, let me see."

"Haha... I'll let you see it later."

As the two brothers spoke, they arrived at Jiuzhuan Street.

Jiuzhu Street is only three meters wide and more than a thousand meters long, but has nine turns, so it is called Jiuzhu Street, which is the oldest street in the county.

Later, I learned from my own hands that the reason why this Jiuzhu Street is winding is because there is a small river below the street, which is called Jiuzhu River.

Jiuzhuan Street has many collective units, all of which are small businesses with handmade products, including Chengguan Third Wooden Warehouse, which specializes in the production of various types of furniture.

In recent years, the Third Wooden Furniture Club has gradually disintegrated, and the original workers have all done their own jobs and become self-employed.

Among them, there are more than a dozen self-employed businesses, specializing in making brown shed beds and sofas.

The white-handed brown shed rope is sold to self-employed individuals who make brown shed beds.

I am very confident in the palm shed rope that my mother rubs, because my grandparents’ house had specially made it before, and my mother’s skills were passed down from home.

Sure enough, when I saw the brown shed rope brought by Baishou, several self-employed people surrounded me, and after seeing it, they all intended to acquire it.

It costs two yuan per catty.

Finally, the two companies jointly acquired each other, two yuan per catty, and half of the company. Not only did they collect spot stocks, but they also verbally reserved ten kilograms.

After leaving Jiuzhuan Street, Bai Dang was puzzled.

"Brother, is the palm rope that our mother rubs is really as good as they said?"

"Haha, don't understand."

"Brother, let's talk."

Shiraishi said: "I heard from my mother that there are strict rules for making palm ropes for palm shed beds, and they cannot be changed. Under this premise, the palm rope cannot be too thick or too thin. The palm ropes that our mother rubs are just the right thickness, and insiders will know at a glance."

Bai Dang said, "Brother, I don't know these things. If you don't tell me, your mother won't tell me. Mom is biased towards me."

Baishou smiled, "You little brat, it's not too late to tell you now."

This business was mixed with joy and sorrow. What was happy was that the first shot was started, and what was worried was that the business door was not touched.

Palm rope is just an auxiliary, mainly palm brooms, and the sales of palm brooms cannot be relied on Yu Lao Monster alone.

No matter what, the whole family was happy because twenty brooms and five kilograms of ropes made a total of nineteen yuan.

There is still some inventory at home, palm and bamboo, which is worth at least ten yuan.

If the two items are added together, they will be about thirty yuan.

It took the whole family half a month to make a profit of 60 yuan in one month.

Of course, I was deeply inspired by the free hand.

In the next three days, I went out early and returned late, and went out one after another.

Once I went to Wulongao, I bought fifty kilograms of palm and more than seventy kilograms of bamboo.

Once I went to Fangjia Village in Wenqiao Town, it was Fang Yulan's mother's home. With Fang Yulan's introduction and accompanying, I bought more than 80 kilograms of palms.

I went to my grandparents' house once. Of course, I didn't go to my grandparents' house for free, but bought more than 70 kilograms of palms with my second uncle's introduction and accompanying me.

Prepare enough palms from scratch and prepare for a big fight.

Chen Sanbao and Lu Shuilong's brooms have not been sold out yet, so they have not gone out with them.

With the ability of Chen Sanbao and Lu Shuilong, he could not keep up with the rhythm of being a tycoon. He could only carry twenty or thirty kilograms per person, and he would not be able to go to the tycoon at all.

Chen Sanbao's grandfather Chen Jiaqiao knew more about this situation. He came to find a free agent and proposed a solution.
Chapter completed!
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