Yu Lao Wei is a chess idiot, he has never seen the endgame with his white hands, and he immediately buried his head in fiddling.

Watching the excitement, many of them can also play chess, gather around, and give ideas to Yu Laowei.

After half an hour, five or six people, gossiping, had no clue and couldn't get the point.

Yu Laowei's red side has gone more than ten times, and the white-handed black side is an understatement, and seeing the move, it is a winning word.

Yu Lao Wei said: "You are red and I am black." ”

With his white hand, he rearranged the endgame, dragged the two corners of the paper chessboard, and adjusted the endgame one by one.

But he didn't move the chess pieces with his white hands, but smiled and said: "Old man, I still have to do business." I heard that you are very rich, as long as you promise to buy all my things, I will teach you this game. ”

Old Monster Yu looked at the palm broom and palm rope, "I buy a broom, not a rope." ”

"I have twenty handfuls here, five or thirty dollars a piece."

Yu Lao Wei picked at the rope, took out three ten-piece ones, rested them on the ground, and pressed them with chess pieces.

The white hand then picked up a red chess piece.

Old Monster Yu responded according to the move that the white hand had just walked by.

But it's strange, walking and walking, with a change of tricks with white hands, Yu Lao Wei loses.

"Again." Yu Lao Wei refused to admit defeat.

Again, Yu Lao Monster still lost.

"Again."

The results were the same as the previous two.

With no white hand, he picked up the thirty yuan and put it in his pocket.

"When, send all the brooms to Old Man Yu's house."

Bai Dang answered, happily moved the broom, and when the door was closed, he put the broom next to the door.

Yu Laowei squinted a pair of old eyes, looked at his white hands and asked, "Who taught you the poems of the Song Dynasty and this rare endgame of the rivers and lakes?" ”

"Judging by a manuscript."

"Can you let me read it?"

Whitehand smiled: "I didn't bring it with me." Next time, next time if I still come here for business, I will definitely bring it. ”

"It's a deal." Yu Lao Wei said: "I promise you, if you bring it to me next time, I will buy you another twenty brooms." ”

"Huh...... Not really. If I force you to sell and buy, I'm afraid your broom will be used in the 21st century. ”

Old Monster Yu smiled rarely, "It's okay, you can sell it to me, and I can resell it to others." ”

That's a good idea, and he said, "Then it's a deal." ”

"It's a deal."

got up with white hands, greeted Wu Zhiyan and Zhang Laogui's father and son, picked up the palm rope, and left the vegetable market with the second brother.

"Big brother, this business is doing well."

"Go, it's not business, it's opportunistic."

"Anyway, if it's sold, it's always good?"

This is also true, and said with a smile: "It's a good start." Next time I come, I'll sell twenty of that old monster. ”

Bai Dang asked, "Big brother, I haven't seen you play chess, where did you learn it?" ”

"I can play chess. It's just that the people in our village who can play chess don't want to play chess with me, so you don't have a chance to meet them. ”

"Then what kind of manuscript you just said, why haven't I seen it?"

"That's what our grandfather left behind. Grandpa Tong has two crafts, storytelling and stonemasonry. The craft of storytelling, our father took it, and the craft of stonemason was thrown away. But Grandpa Tong also left a small wooden box and secretly gave it to me. In that small wooden box, there was a hand-copied chess endgame with a few poems on it. ”

"Why didn't I know?"

"You were still crawling on the ground."

"Where is it now? Where did we get the little wooden box? ”

"I'm hiding."

"Big brother, let me see."

"Huh...... Later, I'll let you see it later. ”

As the two brothers spoke, they came to Jiuzhuan Street.

The width of the Nine Turns Street is only three meters, more than 1,000 meters long, but there are nine turns, so it is called the Nine Turns Street, which is the oldest street in the county.

Later, the white hand learned that the reason why this Jiuzhuan Street is crooked is because there is a small river under the street, which is called Jiuzhuan River.

There are many collective units in Jiuzhuan Street, which are small enterprises with handmade products, including the Chengguan Third Wood Society, which specializes in the production of various types of furniture.

In recent years, the Third Wood Society has gradually disintegrated, and the original workers have all done their own jobs and become self-employed.

Among them, there are more than a dozen households, specializing in making brown shed beds and sofas.

The white-handed brown shed rope is to be sold to self-employed people who make brown shed beds.

The white hand is very confident in the brown shed rope that his mother rubs, because his grandparents have done it before, and his mother belongs to the family handicraft.

Sure enough, when I saw the brown shed rope brought by the white hand, several self-employed people came around, and after seeing it, they were all interested in buying.

The white-handed asking price is one catty, two yuan two.

In the end, the two companies jointly purchased, two yuan per catty, and half of each family, not only received the spot, but also verbally booked ten catties each.

After leaving Jiuzhuan Street, Bai Dang was very puzzled.

"Big brother, is the palm rope that our mother rubbed really as good as they say?"

"Hehe, I don't understand."

"Big brother, let's talk about it."

Bai Shou said: "I heard my mother say that the palm rope used to make a palm shed bed, a few in a row, has strict regulations, and it cannot be changed. Under this premise, the palm rope should not be too thick or too thin. The palm rope that our mother rubbed is just the right thickness, and insiders can know it at a glance. ”

Bai Dang said: "Big brother, I don't know any of this. You don't tell me, and Mom doesn't tell me, Mom is partial to me. ”

Whitehand smiled, "Stinky boy, it's not too late to tell you." ”

This business is a mixed blessing, happy is the first hit, and worried is that the door of the business has not been touched.

The palm rope is only an auxiliary, mainly a palm broom, and the sale of palm brooms cannot always rely on Yu Lao to blame one person.

In any case, the whole family rejoiced, because twenty brooms and five catties of rope earned a total of nineteen yuan.

There are also some stocks at home, palm and bamboo, which are worth at least ten yuan.

When the two items are added, it is thirty pieces or so.

It took the whole family half a month, and according to this calculation, they could earn sixty yuan a month.

Of course, the white hand is even more inspired.

In the next three days, the white hand went out early and returned late, and one person went out continuously.

I went to Oolongao and bought 50 catties of palm and more than 70 catties of bamboo.

I went to Fangjia Village in Wenqiao Town, which was Fang Yulan's maiden home, and under the introduction and accompaniment of Fang Yulan, I bought more than 80 catties of palms.

I went to my grandparents' house. Of course, he didn't go to his grandparents' house with his white hands, but bought more than 70 catties of palms under the introduction and accompaniment of his second uncle.

Palm in white hands, ready to do a big job.

Chen Sanbao and Lu Shuilong's brooms have not been sold out, and they did not go out with their white hands.

With the ability of Chen Sanbao and Lu Shuilong, they can't keep up with the rhythm of white hands, and one person can only pick twenty or thirty catties, and he doesn't rush with white hands at all.

Chen Sanbao's grandfather Chen Jiaqiao knew this situation better, and he came to Bai Shou and proposed a solution.