allonlinenovel Chapter 1205 Bought a Cart Basket
Chapter 1205 Bought a Cart Basket
"What about the plastic?"
"This thin one is cheaper, but this thick one costs one dollar per meter."
One meter costs one dollar, and she needs to buy four or five meters, which costs four or five dollars. It's too expensive.
"Oh, let's see."
Qiqi took Aunt Fang away.
“These things are too expensive to buy.”
Aunt Fang shook her head.
"That's it, Mom, what should I do?"
"If it really doesn't work, didn't you say there was a forest in your space? Let's go in, get some bamboo, and weave baskets ourselves."
"Mom, it's too late. Let's go around again. If there's really no other way, we can go back and make it up ourselves."
"It's okay. You don't know that your elder sister Li Yunniang is very skillful. She can weave things very quickly."
Before Aunt Fang finished her words, Qiqi had already run across the street.
She hurried over.
Only then did I see an old country man pulling a cart of woven baskets across the street.
"Uncle, how much are these baskets for?"
Qiqi looked at the woven baskets on the cart, big ones, small ones, ones made of straw, ones made of willow twigs.
"Whatever you want, whatever the price."
The old man pointed at the basket on the cart.
"Just use our basket. If it breaks in three months, I will replace it."
Qiqi was happy. This old man was really interesting.
This is a really strong sense of service, just like the after-sales service of merchants in the 21st century.
"I want a large quantity, but I don't have much money. I just want the cheapest one. Do you have it?"
"My products are already cheap enough. Look, this willow dung dustpan is one dollar, and this bamboo basket is eighty cents. Where else can you get something cheaper than mine?"
The old man has a curled beard.
"No, sir. I don't put anything heavy. I just hang it on the wall and put some flowers there. So it doesn't need to be strong, but it must be small and light."
"The straw ones are lighter and cheaper. Look at this small flat basket. You can press it against the wall to make it into the shape you want. It's 30 cents each. Do you want it?"
"The style is good, but at thirty cents each, it's a bit expensive."
Qiqi felt a little embarrassed.
Thirty cents each is actually very cheap.
But she didn't buy one for daily use, but to hang it on the wall as a shelf, which was a bit expensive. She had to buy 20 or 30 of them to cover the whole wall. It cost almost 10 yuan, which was too expensive.
"There are no cheaper ones, unless they are made up."
The old man muttered.
The sound was not loud, but Qiqi heard it.
"Yes, uncle, if you have any broken ones at home, I can take them."
"It's broken and can't be used. It can only be used to burn the pot. What do you want it for?"
The old man looked at Qiqi strangely.
"Don't worry about what I do. Do you have any broken ones at home? I want them."
"Every basket-weaving family has a few broken baskets."
The old man smiled.
"But I'm good at it, so I rarely make mistakes."
"No."
Qiqi felt a little lost.
"But my two grandsons learned to weave baskets from me, and quite a few of them were broken, so they were all thrown into our shabby house. If you want them, go and get them."
"how much do you have?"
Qiqi was a little surprised.
"Enough for you to pull a cart."
"Then I'll take them all. How much do you think I'll give you for each one?"
"Why take turns? There are all kinds of cars, big and small. If you want one, just pay one dollar for one load."
One dollar, that's great.
Qiqi held the old man's hand,
"Thank you so much."
In those days, a young wife held an old man's hand.
Too open.
The old man's face turned red with shame and he quickly pushed Qiqi away.
"You see, we country folk don't like this."
"Where is your home? Is it far? When are we going to go there?"
"I'm just about to go back to eat. You guys come with me. When we get home, I'll have my grandson load the food in the car and take it home for you."
"it is good."
Half an hour later, the old man's grandson came to the store, pulling a large cart of waste baskets. Qiqi and Aunt Fang took one on each side to help hold the cart.