PFC Chapter 157 Various Exquisite Bamboo Weavings
Chapter 157 Various Exquisite Bamboo Weavings
There were quite a few people that Lu Yuanqing had summoned this time.
However, most of them were elderly.
When Lu Yuanqing summoned them, the Zhao elders weren't surprised at all, as they had clearly anticipated this. Moreover, none of them had come empty-handed; each of them was carrying something.
Lu Yuanqing's eyes were immediately drawn to a cool bed.
The cooling bed is about 1.8 meters long, but only 80 centimeters wide and 50 centimeters high, making it easy for an adult to lie down on.
In this sweltering heat, how could Lu Yuanqing's eyes not light up when he saw it?
"Grandpa Lu, did you bring this?" Lu Yuanqing's eyes lit up.
That question is redundant. Didn't they see that Lu Ming, who was standing on the side of the cool bed, was Grandpa Lu's grandson and had obviously helped him carry it here?
Grandpa Lu Pingsheng's attitude towards Lu Yuanqing was quite amiable.
He and Lu Yuanqing were relatives beyond the fifth degree of kinship. Well, strictly speaking, he and Lu Guobin were already beyond the fifth degree of kinship, so naturally his grandchildren's relationship with Lu Yuanqing was even more distant.
But ever since Lu Yuanqing became the village accountant, other families with the surname Lu in the village have started to pay attention to him.
There are no major surnames in the village, but there are many surnames, with the Zhao family being the only one with a relatively large number of people.
After all, the production team's head and deputy head were both members of the Zhao family.
In the countryside, people care a lot about these things.
When someone in your family holds an official position, you have to hold your head high when you go out, and even if the relationship with your relatives is no longer that close, you still have to try to get closer to them.
Of course, Lu Pingsheng is also quite old, and he wouldn't do anything that would require him to curry favor with a younger member of the Lu family with whom he has a distant relationship.
But Lu Yuanqing proved to be a good man!
Look at the changes in the village after he became the accountant.
All the villagers who benefited from him had a good impression of him.
What's more, this capable person is a member of the Lu family. Even if they're not close, they can't help but feel proud when they talk about it.
These are people surnamed Lu.
Last year, the production team raised pigs, and each household received more than 100 yuan, which improved their lives considerably. They also received meat coupons. Lu Yuanqing, who ate so much pork and brought all this, is now the only one who hasn't realized his status in the village.
The usually serious old man's face lit up with a smile when he heard Lu Yuanqing's question. "That's right! Your Grandpa Lu's skills are pretty good, aren't they! You came to our house a while ago and said you wanted some rare bamboo weaving. I immediately took out my best skills and worked with your brother Xiaoming for a long time to finally make it within the time you mentioned!"
Lu Pingsheng initially thought Lu Yuanqing wanted it, and without hesitation, he took Lu Ming, who came home from work every day, and worked on it for a long time.
Of all the sons and grandsons in the family, only Lu Ming has some talent in this area. If he doesn't pull Lu Ming along, who else can he pull along?
Upon hearing this, Lu Yuanqing smiled happily, "Grandpa Lu, you're amazing! This bamboo bed looks so exquisite!"
"How could it not be exquisite?" Lu Ming muttered cautiously from the side.
My grandfather hasn't done this kind of delicate work for many years; he mostly makes things like carrying baskets and bamboo baskets.
But this time, as soon as Lu Yuanqing arrived, he dragged him to stay up all night to finish.
Lu Ming rubbed his dark circles; he was no longer his grandfather's most beloved grandson.
Lu Pingsheng glared at him, but when he faced Lu Yuanqing, he smiled again, "Yuanqing, you asked me to do it, so even if I'm fooling others, I wouldn't fool you!"
"Haha, you old man, are you still trying to take credit with Yuanqing?" Zhao Sheng joked with a laugh, not wanting to be outdone, he pulled Lu Yuanqing over, "Yuanqing, come and see your Grandpa Zhao's side, how is it, nice recliner, right!"
Lu Yuanqing's eyes lit up. "Grandpa Zhao, this recliner is so beautiful! It's even more beautiful than the one I have at home!"
"Yuan Qing, come and see what I have..."
“Yuan Qing…”
For a time, Lu Yuanqing became a hot commodity, with everyone pulling him to look at the bamboo weaving they had brought.
Lu Ming: "..." He used to be the center of attention among this group of older folks!
It's because there aren't any young people in the village who like bamboo weaving these days!
As a rare talent with many admirers, he was very popular among the older generation.
But now, all that affection has gone to Lu Yuanqing.
As one of the beneficiaries, Lu Ming rolled his eyes, mourned the loss of his favor, and then, that was it.
Lu Yuanqing is a sweet talker, and even though he's clearly flattering people, he makes them feel genuinely sincere.
Besides, Grandpa Lu and his team's skills were already amazing to him, so this casual praise didn't even require him to think.
Very good! Before even getting down to business, he first praised all the elders quite a bit.
After Grandpa Lu and the others were satisfied, Lu Yuanqing touched the various bamboo weaving products, his smile never fading.
"Grandpa Lu, you guys are amazing, your cooking is superb, I don't even know what to say to praise you."
Lu Pingsheng laughed heartily, "Hey, what's so great about it? It's just so-so."
"But Yuan Qing, what were you thinking when you made us do all this?"
He initially thought it was Lu Yuanqing who wanted it, and he had no other ideas, so he made one and gave it to Lu Yuanqing.
However, after the bamboo beds were mostly finished, Lu Yuanqing went to the city and brought back a bamboo basket project from the bamboo ware factory. Suddenly, a bamboo basket weaving craze swept through the village.
Lu Pingsheng no longer believes that Lu Yuanqing simply wants him to make a cool bed.
Especially now, all the villagers with some skills are here, and each of them has brought their own signature bamboo weaving tools.
If there's nothing to it, then he's been eating for free for sixty-five years.
Lu Yuanqing smiled and looked around.
The question Lu Pingsheng asked was also the question that others wanted to know.
So, at this moment, everyone was quietly watching Lu Yuanqing.
"Grandpa Lu, and all the other grandpas and uncles, you did have a purpose in having each of you make these bamboo weavings."
As Lu Yuanqing spoke, he picked up a bamboo basket that had been handed in today from the warehouse and examined it. It was up to standard.
He paused for a moment, then looked up at the elders in front of him and said, "Actually, it's not something that can't be said. It's just that the brigade leader and I want to set up a bamboo ware factory in our village."
"What? A bamboo ware factory?"
"We'll do it ourselves? Is that even possible?"
“Yuan Qing…”
"Alright!" Lu Pingsheng raised his voice to interrupt them, saying, "Don't rush, let Yuan Qing speak first!"
Upon hearing this, everyone else fell silent and looked at Lu Yuanqing.
Lu Yuanqing smiled at them and said, "Grandpas, as you all know, we won't actually make much money from the contract we signed with the bamboo ware factory in the city."
"Let me tell you something: the purchase price for bamboo baskets is 34 cents, but we are too far from the city, so the biggest expense is transportation."
After Lu Yuanqing finished speaking, he paused for a moment and carefully observed their expressions.
However, Lu Pingsheng and the others understood the implication of his words.
The price of a bamboo basket in the village was 24 cents for Lu Yuanqing, and the 10 cents difference was used for transportation.
One cent is a lot!
If someone else had told them about this, they might have had other thoughts or even made guesses, but they had no doubts what Lu Yuanqing said.
Lu Pingsheng asked, "Is one cent enough?"
Is the one cent they take enough to cover the shipping cost? Won't it make Lu Yuanqing lose out?
Even if they had never done business before, they knew that someone who could close a deal couldn't do it just by saying a few words.
Lu Yuanqing is kind-hearted, but he's also a bit naive. Don't let yourself get taken advantage of!
"Yes, Yuanqing, none of us ever thought that weaving a bamboo basket could make money. It's all because of you that we've been able to earn this money. Although no one says it, we're all grateful to you."
"As you said yourself, we're far from the city, so transportation is definitely a problem. Now that we can earn money in our spare time, everyone's overjoyed!"
Each comforting word brought a bright smile to Lu Yuanqing's face.
He admitted that he initially wanted to improve his family's life, but he was afraid that others would be jealous, so he decided to bring the villagers along to make money.
But from being perfunctory to now being willing, Lu Yuanqing himself couldn't figure out when his thoughts changed.
He didn't want to figure it out; things were fine as they were.
"Grandpas, thank you for your understanding. I'm saying this not for any other reason than to tell you that, putting aside whether the bamboo basket business can last, we're already losing money just from the transportation costs. So, the idea that the team leader and I have always had is not just to take over the business of the city's bamboo ware factory."
"You want to build your own bamboo ware factory!"
Lu Yuanqing nodded.
"Putting aside whether this bamboo ware factory can be built, right now, does having your grandfather and the others do this kind of complicated bamboo weaving have anything to do with your idea of building a bamboo ware factory?" Lu Ming asked.