bookrandom Chapter 204 Missing My Cousin Kidney
Chapter 204 Missing My Cousin Kidney
Ji Xiaobei walked towards the door and saw faces with twisted smiles and pairs of red eyes that seemed to be dripping blood.
"Second wife, third wife, what are you doing?"
Ji Xiaobei asked doubtfully.
"It's okay. We just got here and wanted to ask you to see if the bamboo products we made are for sale."
Grandma Ji San said with a smile.
Ji Xiaobei peeked out and was startled...
The whole village is here!
Mrs. Lin asked her to go back to the house, wash her face quickly, and eat some porridge and eggs.
Ji Xiaobei started working.
At first glance, all the rough and inferior ones were rejected.
In the end, only a dozen pieces were left.
Ji Xiaobei looked at the disappointed faces and felt sorry for them.
"City people want exquisite bamboo products, like bamboo rakes and bamboo shovels. They don't have land, so they can't use them unless they order them. We need to make something small and practical, like this little pen holder, a small basket for pasta and fruit, and bamboo figurines for children to play with, like this one..."
Everyone looked confused, what was going on?
They don't want practical things, but instead like these empty things.
City people are so weird, so weird!
"Everyone go back and rest first. I'll find a few simple things to list for you, and then you can make them, so you don't end up making them and not being able to sell them."
Ji Xiaobei said.
Everyone nodded.
"Bei, how much is that little basket under your feet?"
Ji Ernai asked.
This was written by her granddaughter Da Nizi last night.
At that time, she also scolded her granddaughter, saying that she was not doing her job properly and was making up useless things.
"All bamboo products are priced according to their complexity and sophistication. This one is 10 cents, right?"
Ji Xiaobei said.
Everyone's eyes widened: How much? 10 coins!
"This basket costs 10 wen, this little bamboo figurine costs 5 wen, the small pen holder with no pattern costs 5 wen, and the one with a pattern costs 8 or 10 wen..."
My god, I can weave five or six of these broken pen holders in half a day.
Ji Xiaobei asked people to go home first.
She kept Ji Lizheng and her grandfather.
"Bei, don't be impulsive. If you buy our stuff and you can't sell it, won't you lose money?"
My grandfather, who had always looked righteous, reminded me tremblingly in his heart.
He was afraid that Ji Xiaobei would lose money, and he was also afraid that his family would not make money.
"Don't worry, Grandpa. I'm sure I can sell them all..."
Ji Xiaobei made an impassioned speech, and the two old men looked at each other and fell silent.
She is young, let her go ahead!
Ji Xiaobei didn't notice the nervous and surprised faces of the two old men. She was thinking about a very important problem.
Being stuck in bed every day and having them inspect the goods will sooner or later ruin her mood for sleeping in!
I tossed and turned at night and couldn't sleep well, so I just waited to make up for my sleep in the morning.
She asked Xiaohua to call Shugen’s wife over.
Then call Ji's second and third wives over.
……
Let these three people take care of the inspection.
The two daughters-in-law have been exposed to the bamboo weaving craft passed down from their grandfather for decades, so their requirements must be high.
Shugen’s wife is a careful woman, so I feel at ease leaving the task to her.
The three women looked at each other in disbelief, then looked at Ji Xiaobei.
Is it that easy to become a middle-level leader at Zhengguo Handicraft Shop?
Third wife Ji reached out and pinched Second wife Ji's thigh.
"Ouch!" Second wife Ji jumped up and asked with a grin, why are you pinching me?
Ji Sannai laughed and said, "I wanted to see if I was dreaming. I pinched the wrong number, pinched the wrong number..."
Being in a good mood today, Ji Ernai generously forgave her sister-in-law. If it were usual, she would have twisted her thigh until it was swollen.
The tree root wife asked worriedly, "I am not very good at making bamboo articles. What if the ones I collect are not up to standard?"
"You can't edit, but you can read, right? Pick out the good ones and I'll give you the list later!"
Ji Xiaobei said easily.
The three women were excited but walked out of Ji Xiaobei's house with heavy steps.
Ji Xiaobei took the list and went to find Haixia.
Haixia was reading in the room, sweating profusely, with disheveled hair and shaking his head...
Hearing a knock on the door, he shouted, "Who?"
"Ji Xiaobei!"
He jumped off the desk in a hurry, without even putting on his shoes, ran to the door and opened it.
Ji Xiaobei was shocked when he saw him like that.
How come he went crazy before he even passed the imperial examination? He went crazy even earlier than Fan Jin.
Seeing Ji Xiaobei's surprised expression, Teacher Haixia hurriedly tied up his hair and smiled as she let Ji Xiaobei in.
Just as Ji Xiaobei was about to take a step, a smell of sweat wafted out from the room.
Forget it, I won’t go in!
She poked her head into the room and saw that the large wooden table was littered with books and papers, pens with broken or bald hairs, and teacups with yellowed tea stains. It was even messier than a pigsty.
When Fu Jichang was here, the two of them were reading and painting in the room, and they didn't feel it was so crowded or messy...
"Malacca!" Ji Xiaobei said angrily.
Ma Haixia stood up straight.
It has been a long time since anyone called him by his name.
"Look at your house. It was clean and tidy when Xiaoyao was here. Now that he's gone, you've turned it into a pigsty!"
Ma Haixia: It’s because he is gone and there is no one to tell me to clean up that things are so messy.
Seeing Haixia's unrepentant and righteous look, Ji Xiaobei knew that he was not convinced.
Ji Xiaobei suddenly remembered a sentence, and then cursed in a cultured way: "If you can't even clean your own room, how can you clean up the world?"
Ma Haixia: If I sweep the world, it will easily cost me my head, I won’t sweep the world!
Ji Xiaobei leaned sideways at the door, leaving a gap for the polluted air.
This guy almost burst out!
"Hurry up, clean it up in a quarter of an hour, or I'll tear down your cabin..."
Ji Xiaobei closed the door casually, but perhaps because he was in a bad mood, he didn't control the strength of his hand well.
The wooden door panel fell to the ground with a bang.
Ma Haixia: "Sister, dear sister, I will clean up in less than a quarter of an hour..."
In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Ma Haixia dressed herself up neatly, combed her hair shiny, and went to look for Ji Xiaobei under the shade of a tree.
Ji Xiaobei handed him the paper and explained his purpose.
"Okay, sister, I'm pretty good at painting, right? It's all thanks to Xiaoyaozi who taught me. You know what, I really miss my cousin Xiaoyaozi. I learned painting from him secretly. Now that he's gone, I feel bored living alone..."
Ma Haixia's eyes turned red as he spoke.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't let the scene remind you of someone else's feelings..."
Ji Xiaobei couldn't help but scold Haixia for being nagging like a woman.
The words came to her lips, but she swallowed them back.
After Fu Jichang left, both donkeys became thinner!
No one urged me to get up in the morning, and no one took me riding and shooting in the evening, and I became fatter and fatter.
To be honest, I also want a little waist...