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Chapter 423 The fake daughter withdraws from the circle to farm (6)

Early the next morning, Xu Yin rode her family's tricycle and pulled eight bamboo mats to the town to deliver goods.

Grandpa Xu followed him out of the house worriedly: "How about I go and see you off? You don't know the way."

"You can find out if you ask someone." Xu Yin waved to the old man, "Grandpa, please go home! Remember to drink plenty of water while weaving baskets!"

What she gave him was the best wild mountain tea watered by the spring water of Lingxu Sect, which is good for the body.

After saying that, she kicked off her feet and rode out easily. The old man couldn't even catch up at a trot.

Looking at her chic riding back, Grandpa Xu sighed again: Good boy! My granddaughter is so strong!



The stores in Qingshan Town seem to be doing very little business, but now that logistics has developed, you can’t draw a conclusion whether it’s profitable or losing money just by looking at the business of a physical store. Maybe the business of other online stores is so good.

Xu Yin inquired all the way and finally found the bamboo mat shop called "Yingying Qingfeng" that her father mentioned.

The shop owner heard that she was the daughter of Xu Weiguo. Her father had recently been ill and hospitalized. If the remaining two mats could not be woven in the traditional way, the deposit would be deducted as a breach of contract.

"The traditional braiding method is hard to sell now!" the shop owner said in embarrassment.

It's not that she deliberately made things difficult for the little girl, but the market for bamboo mats is not very popular right now.

"If the conditions are good, I will buy cowhide mats and ice silk mats. Bamboo mats are not as popular as they were a few years ago. So I asked your dad to order small mats of about one meter. Students buy more of these mats.

But they like new patterns and find the traditional weaving mats boring. I’m worried that I won’t be able to sell them after a year.”

Xu Yin thought for a while and said, "Then I'll buy it."

Shopkeeper: "..."

you buy it?

Aren’t you selling?

No, what's the point of this? If you want a mat, won't your family weave it? This business is done out of the left pocket and in from the right pocket, and there is a price difference of dozens of dollars for nothing. Aren't you afraid of being scolded by your parents?

Xu Yin smiled and said, "I bought it and it's useful."

At worst, it is stored in the system warehouse, maybe it will be used in the future.

The shopkeeper said nothing more.

We already have buyers, what else is there to say?

Xu Yin paid for the last two mats. It didn't matter whether she came next time or not. She was the seller and buyer anyway.

"Boss, do you need to go to the industrial and commercial office to open an online store?" Xu Yin asked the shop owner by the way.

She was thinking about this matter yesterday.

The handicraft bamboo basket made by her grandfather did have two brushes. When her father gets better, he will definitely return to his old profession - weaving bamboo strips.

Rather than making up and selling it to stores in town, it would be better to open an online store at home.

The shop owner is not afraid that her family will steal business. There are many bamboo product shops in Qingshan Town. If she wants to be careful, can she come here?

So he said enthusiastically: "You can apply for an e-commerce license online, you don't need to go to the site. I'll teach you..."

She turned on the computer, found the application page, taught Xu Yin the steps, and finally asked tentatively:

"Ms. Xu, if your bamboo products store opens and I need new bamboo mats made by your father, will you still supply them?"

"Don't worry, my store doesn't sell bamboo mats." Xu Yin assured her.

"When my father recovers and can make bamboo mats, I will supply them to your family."

"That word is Dingha!"

The shop owner breathed a sigh of relief, it was always a good thing to have one less competitor.

After coming out of the "Yingying Qingfeng" bamboo mat shop, Xu Yin rode a tricycle and went around the streets of Qingshan Town twice.

She has thought about it and plans to open an online store specializing in exquisite bamboo products.

He had 40,000 energy points on hand, but the newly released "2000 Illustrated Bamboo Weaving Tutorials with Unique Examples" in the system mall only cost 2,000 energy points, so Xu·Buyian·Yin redeemed it without hesitation!

After returning home, she said to the old man: "Grandpa, I plan to open an online store. In the future, all the bamboo baskets, bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets made by our family can be sold online. I also found a tutorial book on exquisite bambooware.

, I plan to learn to weave bamboo strips, take a look, this is it."

Grandpa Xu took the tutorial and looked through it.

When he was young, he attended literacy classes for a few days with the educated youth who went to the countryside. He still recognized a lot of common words. He read a few pages half-recognizing and half-guessing, and asked his granddaughter with great interest: "Yinyin, the weaving method here is very good."

It’s novel, can I learn it?”

"Yes!" Xu Yin said with a smile, "Shall we learn together?"

As a result, the grandfather and grandson devoted themselves to self-study of new bamboo weaving methods.

"This is much more interesting than the new knitting method your dad talked about last time. The one he knitted was nondescript. It lost the soul of the traditional knitting method and lacked the spirituality of your patterns. It was boring!"

So he didn't learn it at that time and didn't want to learn it, so he felt that the traditional weaving method left by his ancestors couldn't be lost.

But in this booklet that his granddaughter brought, the weaving method taught was an improvement on the traditional weaving method. He found this alone very interesting.

Xu Yin saw that the old man was studying very hard, so she didn't bother him.

She carried a bamboo basket and went up the mountain.

The bamboo forest contracted by the Xu family occupies a large area.

I heard from Father Xu that it was a total of two hundred acres, occupying two hills.

There is not much else in Qingshan Town except for the abundance of bamboo, especially Qingzhu Village. The rolling hills behind the village are almost entirely covered with bamboo.

Bamboo forests are the least valuable.

Otherwise, someone would not have contracted the bamboo mountain, but cut down all the bamboo and planted other trees instead.

The Xu family’s 200 acres of bamboo forest was contracted for only 200,000 yuan over 50 years.

But these 200,000 yuan are all the Xu family's savings.

For Xu’s father’s expenses since he was diagnosed with liver cancer, he still borrowed money from his uncle’s cousin.

Because of this, Xu’s father wanted conservative treatment many times, just because he didn’t want to burden the family anymore.

My cousin is not highly educated but is eloquent. He is currently working as a salesperson in an electrical appliance store in the county. Being a salesperson is stressful, but once he is successful, his income is indeed very objective.

When his cousin was fourteen, Uncle Xu passed away in a car accident. Xu Weiguo, his second uncle, ran around to help with the family affairs and contributed a lot. So when he heard that his second uncle was diagnosed with cancer, he thought of his kindness and did not hesitate.

Hesitantly reached out for help.

Xu Yin thought that this cousin was a kind and kind person, and that his cousin-in-law and her sister were also people worth getting along with.

Xu’s father’s relatives also have a younger sister, who is the original aunt, but she married in another town, also in the mountains, and it is inconvenient to come and go, so she doesn’t go back to her parents’ home often, usually only a few times a year.

I came back for a holiday. This time I heard that her second brother was hospitalized for liver cancer and needed surgery, so I made a special trip and found some money. Although compared with the cost of Xu’s father’s treatment, this little money was a drop in the bucket, but her family background was average, no matter what

No matter how much you give, it’s up to you.

On the other hand, Xu's mother's relatives - a younger brother who was addicted to gambling, a pair of parents who regarded their son as a treasure and their daughter as a straw. When they learned about their son-in-law's illness, they not only did not come out with any money to help their daughter tide over the difficulties, but instead

She was advised to give her son-in-law conservative treatment.

"What kind of surgery should be performed? Which hospital should be hospitalized? Those who have been diagnosed with cancer and choose to have surgery have spent their money. Who do you think will survive? It is better to take them home. They should eat and drink. If you have this money, it is better to borrow it."

Pay off your brother's debt. He recently lost a bet..."

Feng Cuiqin was so angry that she threw the washbasin in front of her mother: "If my father was the one who got sick, would you say the same thing to me? The doctors said there was a chance, but you advised me to treat him conservatively? Isn't that just waiting for him to die?"

?I can’t do it!”

Her mother was so angry that she fell back: "I didn't do it for you! When the time comes, the money will be spent and the people will be gone. It's up to you what to do!"

After saying that, he left angrily and never came back.

After this incident, Feng Cuiqin was completely disappointed with her family.

Yesterday, when I took Xu Yin to find a ride with my niece's sister, I told my daughter repeatedly along the way: "I don't care about your grandparents. Even if they sell the iron, I won't ask them to borrow a penny."

Xu Yin nodded at that time: "Well, the worst I can do is sell the gold bracelet I gave to my mother as an emergency. I will buy you a thicker and bigger one in the future."

Feng Cuiqin laughed on the spot and burst into tears...


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