He Yushan's exhaustive back hand, He Zhichun didn't know anything.

When she came out of He Yu's study, although she was shocked, she was inexplicably relaxed a lot, Xu He Yu was too calm, and he was on top of the sky when the sky fell, which was a kind of confident confidence.

If people often say that people can rely on their father, their waists can be straighter.

What's more, she didn't have a single soldier in her hands, and she had a messy life in her previous life, so she could only earn some money with her craft.

When he returned to the courtyard, He Zhiqiu was still asleep.

She seemed to be sleeping unsteadily, her brows furrowed tightly, and she was even surprised when she dreamed. He Zhichun sighed, covered the quilt for He Zhiqiu, and saw the sewing basket placed next to the bed at a glance.

This needlework was still knitted for Zhiqiu when Grandpa was idle, and now there is a half-embroidered fan in it, as well as the scissors she used to coerce He Zhile.

The He family is not well-off, and now they are even poorer, from the matter of Zhiqiu, she finally saw that it is not enough for her to make money, the He family really lacks foundation, and there is not even a life-saving old ginseng beard.

A large family with different thoughts, when they encounter something, they are still the same old swearing and swearing in the village, how can such a family cope with the next storm?

If the He family wants to become a famous family, they must first become rich, and then they must cultivate virtue.

He Zhichun didn't have a particularly good way for a while, he originally bought the land in Junshan and made the Junshan silver needle bigger, which was an excellent way to make money, but now he can only retreat to the second.

He Zhichun thought, walked to the front of the case, and drew a few patterns of bamboo utensils.

Her painting skills are mediocre, far worse than He Zhiqiu, but she is barely watchable.

These are some new styles of bamboo in Yuezhou in the previous life, and it will take about several years to become popular, and she originally thought that she would take it out after the restaurant was opened, but now she has to earn some money for her family.

Otherwise, you can't let He Zhishu and He Zhiyi go to the imperial examination empty-handed, right?

When the painting reached the point where it could not be changed, He Zhichun walked towards Grandpa He's courtyard.

Far away, they heard the sound of weaving in the house.

"Ah Qiao is here! Qiu Niang is better? Grandpa He nested in a corner, with a half-woven dustpan in his hand, while Grandma He blushed and knitted cloth without saying a word.

"I'm still asleep, I'm still a little weak, but I'm dead." He Zhichun said and sat down beside Grandpa He.

"After eating so much ginseng, if she hasn't been saved, see if I don't punish her for kneeling in the ancestral hall, hum!" Grandma He's hand kept weaving, and she interjected angrily.

He Zhichun ignored the words when he heard this, but handed the drawn pattern to Grandpa He, "Grandpa, look at these, can you do it?" ”

Grandpa He took it and took a look, his eyes lit up at first, and then he said angrily: "Where did you come from?" Didn't you deceive people? Or did you take the scissors and force the master? ”

He Zhichun had a stump in his heart, what kind of trick did he deceive? Grandpa dares to love me, this is this virtue in your heart?

Grandpa He didn't feel that he had wronged He Zhichun at all, "Ah Qiao, Grandpa knows that your brothers are not as clever as you, but people can't go off the rails, they have to take the right path!" Hurry up and give it back to someone, this is the craftsman's eater! ”

Before He Zhichun had time to defend himself, he heard Grandma He get angry, "Why do you want to go the right way!" That's how you used to teach you! As a result, the boss is a coward, letting the cousin ride on his head to and pee; The second child is a fool, and being an official is not as majestic as the evil mother-in-law; The third child is a bad thing, and he won't let him trick a little lady back, and he has to let me beg my sister-in-law! ”

He Zhichun laughed secretly in his heart when he heard this, Grandpa He blushed and argued, but this is not rough! Isn't that the case with the three brothers of the He family!

"Grandpa, this is not a trick, this is the style I saw from the book, I didn't think of it before, you just said can you do it?" She also wanted to say that she thought it herself, but she was only eight years old, and she didn't have a talent for drawing before, and no one believed her!

Grandpa He will be skeptical, "There are also books on bamboo making?" Sure enough, it's still good to read! ”

He took a closer look at the pattern, He Zhichun was not a master of bamboo making after all, he only painted what he saw in his previous life, and there was no size or anything like that.

"If you and I can't do it, then no one in Yuezhou City can do it."

About an hour later, He Zhichun's mouth couldn't close in surprise, the master is in the folk!

Originally, Grandpa was in her heart, that is, the old man who stuffed the fish basket when he had nothing to do, and he was simply the God of Wealth at this moment!

I saw that the knife was moving rapidly in his hand, which was dazzling, and in a short time a bamboo was split into filaments of exactly the same thickness, and one was not broken.

"Grandpa! How the hell did you get to where you got here...... Could it be that you are a hidden peerless master, known as Xiaohe Flying Knife in the rivers and lakes, in order to avoid the enemy, you can only go away incognito? ”

He Zhichun thought, this kung fu has to be learned! Don't seek to kill people invisibly, it's not bad to chop shredded vegetables!

Grandpa He put away the carving knife in his hand and knocked He Zhichun's head with his fingers, "What nonsense!" I'm older, and the kung fu on my hands is not as good as before. ”

Is this still not as good as before? He Zhichun finally understood how He Yu, a poor man, could have the money to go to a private school! Grandpa He is clearly not an ordinary person.

"Grandpa has this ability, why doesn't our family have a lot of money?"

Grandpa He's old face smiled like a chrysanthemum, "It's still 10,000, there are no 100,000, who makes bamboo cheap!" ”

As soon as He Zhichun asked, he also had the answer in his heart, isn't it, Yuezhou bamboo is everywhere, and the people of Pingtou don't expect you to weave a flower, just be strong and durable.

"Grandpa, don't worry, Ah Qiao thinks that the opportunity for our family to make a lot of money has come!" Who is He Zhichun, he can't do anything else, he is doing it, isn't this an empty glove to stop Lu Xun? Next, who can say that she can't trap Wang Xun, Ma Xun, and Zhang Xun?

Grandpa He didn't take what she said to heart at all, "You asked me to split this bamboo into hair strands, and then weave it into a bamboo fan, which is elegant." But can this bizarre chair really be sold? ”

Grandpa He said, pointing to the free chair in the corner of the wall that was made according to the picture.

He Zhichun suddenly came to his senses, "Grandpa, don't worry, whether this can be done or not depends on my second brother!" ”

Grandpa He shook his head, people can't be good-looking! Although He Zhili is good-looking, he can't stand being out of tune! By him? Grandpa, I'd better continue to weave a dustpan, so I can sell it for a few cents.