The Little Lucky Girl

Ali looked anxiously up the mountain and ran to Grandpa Tong again, "Grandpa, you must have remembered it wrongly, didn't they ask us to wait at the entrance of the academy?"

Grandpa Tong tapped his grandson's head with the new big pipe he got from his great uncle. "I'm not senile yet. If I say it's at the bottom of the mountain, it's at the bottom of the mountain. The top is where the children study. We can't go up there and mess things up."

For some reason, Ming Youyou and the other children insisted on being asked to come and sell the goods themselves. When Village Chief Guo found out, he lent them the village's newly purchased donkey cart.

Grandpa Tong ordered his grandson to find more grass. He touched the little donkey's neck lovingly. This donkey cart is faster than an ox cart. He didn't know when their village would be able to get another one.

There was a bustling noise coming from the mountain. Grandpa Tong looked up and saw Ming Youyou and a group of young men running towards him.

The young men ran over and stopped, raising their hands to salute Grandpa Tong. Bao Wenkang even asked Ali impatiently, "Did you bring the bamboo weaving?"

Farmers have a psychological awe of scholars. Seeing a group of students in moon-white gowns surrounding him, Ali was a little dumbfounded. It was only after Feng Xu patted him that he reacted and said, "I brought it, I brought it, it's all in our car."

The young men immediately turned towards the donkey cart with eager eyes, pushing and shoving each other, fearing that they would be overtaken by others if they were a step late.

But the strange thing was that there were no miniature houses on the donkey cart that they had been looking forward to for a long time. Instead, there were rows of neatly arranged large boxes with many small spaces separated inside the boxes.

Bao Wenkang was puzzled and said, "How come this looks similar to the jewelry box my mother uses? I don't want something like this."

Ming Youyou looked at him with disdain, released Feng Xu and said, "Go and open their eyes."

Feng Xu immediately rolled up his sleeves, took out a few bamboo boards from the box, and quickly put together a roof.

Bao Wenkang and the others understood immediately and said in surprise: "So they want us to assemble the house? Great, it feels more interesting this way."

Ming Youyou took out a smaller bamboo box and introduced it, "These are the extra bamboo boards. You can buy them and put them together to build different houses. If you want a two-story or three-story house, it's no problem."

The classmates did as she said, and several people worked together. They first built a small pavilion, and then took it apart and replaced the roof to turn it into a small warehouse.

The bamboo board is also made exquisitely, with different colors on both sides. With a slight adjustment, the house can be different each time.

The students had never seen or even heard of such a novel toy. They immediately took out their money bags and were ready to buy the entire donkey cart.

Ming Youyou hurriedly stopped him and said, "Today I can only give you what you have reserved. The others are for the seniors."

The other students gave up when they heard this, but Bao Wenkang pulled her aside with a grin, "The seniors haven't come yet, so they don't know. Why don't you sell the rest to me? I can pay a high price."

Lu Tai was surprised and asked, "Why, have you become rich? If you want to buy all of them, it will cost a lot of money."

"It's okay," Bao Wenkang said nonchalantly, "My mother's birthday is in a couple of days, I want to give her a set like this, she will definitely be happy, and she might reward me a lot then."

"That's only one set. Why did you have to buy so many?" Ming Youyou snorted with narrowed eyes. "Don't think we don't know what your family is up to."

Bao Wenkang blushed immediately and stammered, "This, this is also a common practice. If my family doesn't do it, other families will do the same. But don't worry, even if my family imitates it, we will definitely not sell it in Yuqing County."

He said flatteringly: "And I will tell my mother to ask her people to finish it later, until you have earned enough money from the first batch."

"That's because your family hasn't found a suitable craftsman yet, so you can't make it even if you want to." Ming Youyou sneered.

Although they cannot access such things, Jinxiufang can. Madam Tao has also opened a branch in the provincial capital. Bao Wenkang's mother's grocery store has recently become a little popular because of the first bamboo house, and the news has already spread.

"Okay, today, at most one set per person. The bamboo house is 600 wen as agreed before, and since this is the first time to sell the matching parts box, it will be 400 wen for you." Ming Youyou patted the donkey cart with her little hand and said, "Pay, pay."

Without saying a word, the classmates immediately took out a tael of silver and handed it to her, then quickly hugged the box they had chosen, as if they were afraid that it would be snatched away by someone else if they were a step late.

Grandpa Tong and Ali were both stunned. They subconsciously hugged the silver that Ming Youyou stuffed into their arms. After a long while, Ali said in a daze: "Grandpa, hit me, hit me harder."

Grandpa Tong thought his grandson’s suggestion was a good one, so he slapped him in the face, and both of them laughed out loud in pain.

While rubbing his shoulders, Ali put the largest piece of silver in his mouth and bit it. He admired his teeth marks with satisfaction, "So this is what it feels like to bite silver. I must keep it for my son to use when he gets married."

Grandpa Tong expressed satisfaction with his grandson's ability to live a good life, then smiled and took it from his hand, "Grandpa will keep it for you."

The grandparents and grandchildren watched with dreamy smiles as groups of students enthusiastically bought up all the bamboo weavings and went back on donkey carts. They gradually came to their senses when they were almost at Xiaguan Village.

Ali said anxiously, "From what you and that student said, does his family also want to do our business?"

He became anxious. "What should we do if he learns it? Otherwise, we should just not sell to him anymore."

"You can't stop this kind of thing. Even if you don't sell it, someone who's interested can buy it from others." Ming Youyou said very experiencedly, "There will always be people who find ways to learn how to make money in this world, unless you have the secret."

"Like my facial cream, the usual ones already have imitations, but the most expensive ones, they haven't researched them thoroughly."

"But this bamboo weaving is not that complicated. Someone with deft hands can take it back and disassemble it, and maybe they can make the same thing. You people down the mountain are so smart, maybe what you make will be better than grandpa's. Will anyone buy ours then?" Ali was very discouraged. He felt like he had just opened a golden door, but before he could even take a look inside, it was slammed shut.

Zheng Huan patted his shoulder and consoled him, "People in the mountains are no worse than those down there. Grandpa Tong's bamboo weaving, Grandpa Qing's shoulder pole, and your glutinous rice cakes are all better than what's available down there. You must have better skills, but you just don't know it."