Chapter 223: The fire cage that roasts the buttocks

"Do we have any craftsmen here who make baskets out of bamboo, haven't you been here for a long time?"

The fire cage she thought about yesterday, she thought it was just coming out, so she would take a look at it here, and if she had it, she would buy it back.

Although there is charcoal at home, Mi Qian still thinks that the fire cage seems to be better to use.

"Yes, I'll take you there, I remember that there was an uncle here who made these things."

Wei Guo took her left and right, entered the narrow road in the alley, and stepped on the exposed stone tip into a courtyard.

A smell of bamboo came out suddenly, and the sound of peeling bamboo came from the yard.

"Sister, this is it, this family often makes something out of bamboo to sell."

Wei Guo pointed to the man who was peeling bamboo in the courtyard, and raised his hand to greet the people in the courtyard.

"Uncle ......"

"It's Wei Guo, isn't he working? Why did I come back at this time? ”

The man who peeled off the bamboo took a bamboo knife and got rid of all the bamboo joints, and when he looked up and saw that it was Wei Guo, he straightened up with a smile.

"Hello, I am a worker in a factory in Weiguo, I want to ask you if there are any fire cages for sale here."

Mi Qian stood up from behind Wei Guo, looking at the vegetable baskets, baskets, flat poles and stools made of bamboo in the courtyard.

"Fire cage, I sell it here, I remember making two a few days ago! If you want, I'll show you. ”

The man didn't expect Wei Guo to introduce business to him, so he smiled and went into the house and took out the fire cage.

"Let's see if it's this, if you want it, I'll sell it cheaply, and I'll make it myself anyway."

Mi Qian took the fire cage over, this fire cage is a little different from the one at home, this fire cage is a bit like a small waist.

And there are auspicious words on the fire cage, a basin containing charcoal below, and a handle on the top, which can be carried away.

"Uncle, your craftsmanship is really amazing, and this fire cage is really beautiful."

The thing is so exquisitely made, it doesn't hurt at all to the touch, and Mi Qian can't put it down.

The man saw that she liked her so much, and his bent waist became a little stiffer, and he learned this craft from his father.

"If you like it, two fire cages are five together, and people here still like to use charcoal pots, and fire cages are used less."

This is also when he went out at that time, he saw such a thing, and when he came back, he learned to make it.

"Thank you, uncle, uncle, can you help me weave a big basket, which is like a bathtub, but it needs to be woven into an oval shape, preferably with words on it."

She also suddenly thought that she saw that this uncle's craftsmanship was so good, and he could make some baskets to fill the melon seeds made by herself.

"Of course you can, you can say whatever you want, my craft is not blown out of my mouth, you can see what you want here."

Yu Zhongguo is still very confident in his craft, he didn't dare to sell the things he made before, but then the situation didn't get better and better, and gradually people came here to order things.

"I'll draw it for you."

Mi Qian picked up the unused charcoal in the yard and drew the basket he wanted directly on the ground.

After Yu Zhongguo finished reading it, he smiled and said that there was no problem.

"I'll make one for you first, and if it doesn't work, you can change it."

The two of them agreed, and when Mi Qian left, he bought a few small baskets.

Because these small baskets are so exquisite, Mi Qian really can't move his feet, it's like going to a bookstore, obviously a scumbag, but when he sees beautiful pens and notebooks, he has to buy some to go home.