Qin Mo thought about it, and then he was a little messy, forget it, don't worry about it for now, and then figure out a way to do it slowly.

*

"Alas, Brother Yang - you are not right here, when you close your mouth, you will turn it over like this-!"

After a day of weaving, it was indeed quite effective, and in the middle of the afternoon, Qin Mo went to check the fruits of these people's labor.

I found that some people could make it up, and some people inevitably made mistakes because they were not skilled, and Qin Mo saw it next to him and stepped forward to correct it.

When Brother Yang saw Qin Mo coming to teach, he couldn't help but look a little embarrassed because of his clumsiness, and his face flushed, so he scratched his head.

"Brother Yang, you are ashamed, after all, you are also doing it for the first time, and the craftsmanship will inevitably be rusty, but after a long time, it will naturally be fine-!"

As soon as Qin Mo turned his head and saw Boss Yang's face, he immediately understood what he was thinking at the moment, so he comforted him.

This Brother Yang saw that although Qin Mo was young, his attitude was respectful and humble, and after laughing twice, he felt even more embarrassed in his heart.

But the admiration for Qin Mo is two points more...

After Qin Mo finished teaching, Boss Yang got up to look at the others and check.

Uncle Liu is quick and has already made up several handfuls of baskets, of course, this handful of baskets is the best to weave, and it is relatively small.

And Uncle Li also made several baskets.

The newly made things are really good-looking.

"Xiaomo, how do you know the arrangement of these utensils?"

During the break, Uncle Liu sat on the stool and squinted and asked Qin Mo, in fact, the people of Chishui Village had never known this kind of basket before, the weaving method of the basket and dustpan, the bamboo strips were dense and neat, and there were no loopholes, so it was naturally the best to load things and pick up things.

"Uncle Liu, you don't know..."

Qin Mo knew that they would have to ask sooner or later, and he must have doubts in his heart, so he brought the tea and came over with a smile on his face.

"My dad went out, there was no news for so many years, my mother left again last year, for more than a year, inside and out, Xiaomo to support, what utensils to use in this house, and I can't find anyone to help, I go to the backyard to cut bamboo, fences and fences or something, all to Xiaomo alone, I am not more experienced than the uncle and uncle in the village, and then I am idle, how to get how to get it, how to weave how to weave, but I have figured out these strange weaving methods, I know that it is not as skilled as the uncles and uncles. It's all about my children's family thinking about playing! ”

After Qin Mo finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh first, and then added water to everyone's tea bowl.

When this Boss Liu heard Qin Mo say this, he was slightly stunned, and there was obviously a look of surprise on his face.

Could it be that these methods, such a complex weaving process, are really what a little girl usually tries out of these bamboo weaving things?

It's incredible to think about, but it's not impossible to hear it.

Otherwise, there is really no reason to explain why such a young child, who has not experienced much in the world, would understand this technology.

Then, after a short tea in the afternoon, after a short rest, work again.

As soon as I got busy, the whole yard was filled with the sound of swishing strips.

Qin Mo sighed, he really deserves to be a man, this strength is different, and his movements are also neat.

Uncle Liu already has a few dustpans in front of him, and the new ones look really eye-catching.

At night, he did not wait for the craftsmen to eat, Qin Mo worked as a craftsman for a total of three days, and each person was twenty wen a day, almost a pound of pork.

Although it is not much, it is still satisfying compared to people who are not easy to find money in this rural area.

Qin Mo cooked a meal at noon.

In order not to treat these hard-working craftsmen badly, Qin Mo used pure white rice for every meal, cooked rice, and fried a bowl of back pot meat for every meal, which was regarded as a thank you to these neighbors.

Even so, after three days of hard work, these craftsmen worked hard, and Qin Mo also worked hard.

These craftsmen cut bamboo poles in the morning, and then weave bamboo products in the morning and afternoon, and then these people are becoming more and more skillful.

After three days, there were more than 20 baskets, a few baskets, and dustpans, and dustpans, adding up to dozens of them.

Every time Qin Mo finished weaving, he put it into the house, and the back half of the house finally placed the bamboo products in the middle of the mountain.

Seeing these things, Qin Mo felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction and relief in his heart.

The wages were settled, five people, seventy cents each, and so a few hundred dollars went.

Although for Qin Mo, it is natural to recover some profits from doing a business, but this daily expenditure should not be underestimated.

These days, a lot of money is also spent on selling meat and buying rice.

The surplus of more than seven taels of silver before went to a fraction.

But I don't know if these bamboo utensils are easy to sell for these people.

Qin Mo still had these worries in his heart...

Time flies quickly, the wages are settled, and the field is sorted out, and the next step is how to pull the bamboo products from this small mountain to the county seat to sell.

It is definitely still necessary to use the ox cart, and Qin Mo still uses the cart to greet Uncle Li a day in advance, as he does every time.

As long as there is money to be made, then Uncle Li will definitely nod and cooperate.

After Qin Mo personally went to the village to Zhang Luo, he decided on this matter, and when he came back, he began to light a fire and cook dinner again.

Xiangxiang is very well-behaved these days, and when she is free, she goes to feed her chickens, every time she plays at the entrance of the village, she comes back to show off the chickens in Aunt Yang's house, and she is even more interested, Qin Mo said that she can eat the eggs when she raises chickens.

Xiangxiang took this sentence as all the motivation for raising chickens.

I haven't seen it for a few days, and the chicks are growing very fast, and the little wings are growing feathers.

The fence has always been set up outside the house, and Qin Mo locks the chicken coop with a lock every day.

It just so happened that the hole in the mud wall led to the chicken coop, so that the people in the house could hear the movement of the chickens.

It can prevent chickens from being stolen or injured by thieves or some animals at night.

Qin Mo was relieved in his heart