Yo, grandpa is here

The charcoal brought into the city this time was ordered away as soon as it arrived.

The buyer was still a merchant in Cunhe County, and Zhao Si got in touch. The mentality of the two shopkeepers was the same as that of the two shopkeepers yesterday, and they both wanted to have some relationship with General Wei.

Two carts of charcoal easily earned 8 taels, which is a small amount of money for Buli couples.

According to the agreement they made with the village, the income of the village, if they stay at home, they have to pay for their skills. Although the money is small, they still have to take what is due. Pure charity is equal to an absolute disaster.

The villagers had no objection, they all thought that the two ancestors earned too little. Gao Yi, on the contrary, respected the Buli couple more and more.

After getting the mule, Buli went to the carpenter to order carts. He ordered 10 carts at once, and the carpenter was shocked.

The impression I had of Buli couple last time was that Buli bought a bathtub.

In order to give Qingqing the best quality of life, when Buli was still not rich at home, he spent a lot of money to order a bathtub, which impressed the carpenter deeply.

Buli at that time, although he bought the most expensive bathtub, the carpenter could tell that he was not a very wealthy family.

But this time, it's different.

There are 10 scooters in one shot, as if he is already a local rich man.

The carpenter didn't dare to be negligent, and carefully asked Buli's request, and made an appointment to pick it up.

When Buli was discussing business, Qingqing strolled back and forth in the carpenter's yard.

There were a lot of wood in the yard, and she looked at them one by one, but they were not very satisfied.

"Where is all your best wood here?"

The carpenter nodded.

"It's all here. The people who come to me are ordinary people. The best thing I have is mahogany. Huanghua pear is a material that can only be used by dignitaries. I dare not enter it, and I can't sell it."

After all, Cunhe County is only a small county, and there are only so many rich people in the county, and there are many of them. The real rich people will not come to his small carpenter's shop.

"Then how much silver does such a piece of wood cost?"

"How can one party get 3 or 4 taels? This is the price I inquired about a few years ago. I don't know if it has risen now. If you know huanghuali, you should know that we don't have this kind of stuff. The growth rate is extremely slow, and the price has always been high. No more."

After Qingqing inquired about the price, she knew it well.

After leaving the carpenter's shop, Buli asked, "Do you want to use huanghuali to make a box for General Wei?"

"Where does he deserve it? If you use mahogany for him, you will look up to him. If there is no worthless willow, it is the greatest respect for him."

Qingqing has huanghuali in her hand, and she asked the carpenter just to inquire about the price.

There are a lot of huanghuali in the precious building materials that Hu Laoxi had stockpiled before. Qingqing inquired about the price to decorate her new store.

There are not many houses in He County in the village that use this kind of wood for decoration. Even if there are some high-end brothels, it is impossible to use this thing on a large scale.

Qingqing's shop is not big, even if all the wood is made of huanghuali, she still has enough.

After thinking about it for a while, his wife would rather decorate the wood than give it to General Wei, who is not worthy of it.

After leaving the carpenter's house, the group went to the blacksmith's shop again. Qingqing wanted to order weapons.

To be precise, it is to customize a long knife, which can be used to perform English singing and dancing when there is nothing to do, and can be used as a weapon when something needs to be done. This is the soft power of the village, and it cannot be saved at all.

I thought it would be easy to make custom knives, but when the blacksmith heard that they wanted to order dozens of knives, they shook their heads and waved their hands in fright, saying that they couldn't do it.

Qingqing couldn't laugh or cry, guessing that they were regarded as bandits standing on the top of the mountain, or they were planning to set up an uprising.

Leaving the blacksmith shop, Qingqing couldn't help asking Hu Laoxi: "How do you decide the knives in your cottage?"

"In the beginning, we didn't have a large scale, so we used whatever came at hand. Didn't that ghost Li Liang support him later? He was already a county magistrate at that time, but he didn't dare to let us customize knives in Cunhe County. The rules here are Wei Jiajun. Sure, the government doesn't want to have a conflict with General Wei."

At the beginning, Qingfeng Village had an official background, but even so, they had to go to other places to get knives, just because they didn't want to offend General Wei.

Wei Jiajun's station is next to Cunhe County. General Wei established an unwritten rule that if the blacksmith shop in the city receives a large number of orders for custom knives, it must be reported to Wei Jiajun.

No one cares about ordering a handful or two. Blacksmiths dare not accept large-scale customizations like Qingqing's, for fear of involving themselves.

"If we can't order this knife, we can't just jump with sticks, so who are we going to scare?" Qingqing worried.

A blacksmith seems to have no technical content, but in fact not everyone can do it. Even if she understands the principle, it is impossible to make a perfect sharp blade. Blacksmithing is a technical job, and it cannot be done well without a few years of experience.

"Grandma Zu, why don't we find the blacksmith who made knives for Qingfengzhai before, he can definitely help us, but the journey is a bit far away, he is in Yuzhou, not too far from Qingfengzhai, and two kilometers away from our village. It’s just a matter of time, I’m afraid it’s too late.”

Hu Laoxi was in a bit of trouble.

It's already noon. If you go to Yuzhou to find a blacksmith, it will be noon. If you run fast, you can still enter the city, but it will be too late to leave the city. You will have to spend the night in Yuzhou tonight, and you will not be able to return to the village. .

"It's okay, just come out to play." Qingqing looked at it and nodded.

The knife is definitely to be done, and the thing is done at one time, so as not to have to go alone.

"It's okay for a rough guy like me to toss around. For a delicate person like Grandma Zu, I'm a little worried that you won't be able to take it after running on the road for several days in a row." Hu Laoxi was telling the truth.

The roads are not all smooth, the bumpy road conditions, the tiredness of driving, and the body aches after a day, are unbearable for men, let alone women like Grandma Zu.

"It's okay. If you can't go back, find an inn in the city to stay. After a night's rest, you will recover your strength. Old Xi, you go with us. Third, you go back to the village with your mule, and tell Meier that we will go tonight. I won't go back to save her from worrying about Lao Xi."

Qingqing planned the route, and when they arrived in the city, they divided into two groups.

The city gate returned to normal today, and Gou Pianpian's people all evacuated. It is estimated that they gave up after busying all day yesterday without finding Qingqing.

Jiang Laosan took the mule team back to Dayu, and Buli and his wife took Hu Laoxi and drove a carriage to Yuzhou.

Just as Hu Laoxi expected, when he arrived in Yuzhou, the city gate had already been lowered, and he still didn't leave the past, and stuffed some broken silver for the defenders before letting them in.

Buli's carriage entered the city, and the city gate was closed behind them. They were the last group of people to enter Yuzhou.

The blacksmith's house was a bit off the beaten path, and the three of them ate dry food to satisfy their hunger. Qingqing kept talking and laughing with him the whole time, and even commented on the beautiful scenery. He didn't seem tired at all.

Hu Laoxi secretly sighed that it would be a pity not to be a bandit with grandma Zu's bold temperament, meticulous mind, super combat effectiveness, and hard-working physical strength.

It felt like she was a born bandit leader. Of course, he didn't dare to say these self-proclaimed praises, he could only think about them in his heart.