Returning to my hometown to inherit three mountains: Don't stop me from raising pigs

Chapter 247 The Grandpa’s Glorious Years

"Uncle Wang from your village and I have been friends for a long time!" said the old man with a smile.

"Back then, in the whole Dayizi Town, and even in the whole Hongtong County, no one in Zhumao Village dared to say that the basket weaving skills were second to none. And my skills were second to none in the whole village, and no one dared to pack green onions in front of me."

When talking about his basket weaving skills, the old man showed a proud expression on his face.

"And this Wang Erdan is the only one who can match me in basket weaving skills!"

"Back then, we regarded each other as mortal rivals."

"If he launches a new style bamboo dustpan, I'll make a new style bamboo plate. If he offers a buy three get one free deal, I'll give him a 20% discount..."

"At that time, I didn't like anything about that kid!" said the old man with a smile.

"Who would have thought that after a long period of fighting, they would actually become close friends and talk about anything..."

"At that time, we often sold bamboo baskets together in the east of the town, bought a few kilograms of rice wine from the Su family in the town, and got a roasted chicken from Zhang's. The two of us could sit and drink all day long."

Thinking of his youthful days, a gleam of tears seemed to flash in the old man's eyes.

"Later, we both got older, and the bamboo weaving business was no longer popular. Young people didn't like bamboo products anymore. Plastic and iron basins were popular."

"When we saw that business was slowing down, we stopped making baskets. It has been almost 20 years since we last made baskets."

"These twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye. I haven't seen you for many years."

When talking about his old friend, the old man had a lot to say.

"Grandpa Wang is living a good life now. His children are filial and he is in good health. Although he is busy making cat beds every day, he still likes to make bamboo products and lives a happy life."

Gu Chang said with a smile.

"That's good..." The old man lowered his head and muttered to himself.

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When Yuan Zhongli hurriedly ran from the bamboo forest to the village committee compound, he was shocked to find that Gu Chang and three others were chatting enthusiastically with Old Zhang.

"Uh, Uncle Zhang, why did you get together?" Yuan Zhongli asked curiously.

"I was planning to walk around the village, but unexpectedly, I met this old man who was weaving a basket, so I chatted with him for a while." Gu Chang said with a smile.

"These young people are very interesting and neutral. You should cooperate with them." Uncle Zhang said with a smile.

"Needless to say, he is the God of Wealth of our village. How can we not treat him well?" Yuan Zhongli said with a smile.

"By the way, the bamboo baskets woven by Uncle Zhang are great, right? I'm not bragging, there's no one else like it in the entire Dayizi Town and the entire Hongtong County..." Yuan Zhongli said proudly.

Uncle Zhang blushed and said, "Boy, I've already said it once, and you're saying the same thing again. There's nothing new about it!"

"Uncle Zhang's craftsmanship can be called that of an artist. With him around, I feel very relieved when developing bamboo weaving products!" Gu Chang said with a smile.

Look at this kid from the Gu family. He praises me with great care. An artist? Just listen to me and you will know what I am talking about!

Compared with Gu Chang, Uncle Zhang disliked Yuan Zhongli more and more.

"Let's go to the village committee. It's almost half past three. Some villagers should be coming to deliver the goods." Yuan Zhongli said, looking at the time.

The three of them nodded, said goodbye to Uncle Zhang, and returned to the village committee compound.

Sure enough, not long after I returned, villagers began to bring bamboo shoots over one after another.

The mountain road is rugged, and the villagers use old-fashioned wooden wheelbarrows to transport goods.

This kind of wheelbarrow was a very useful thing in the past. People relied on it to transport goods.

But compared with the electric tricycle that Gu Chang bought a few days ago, this thing is like heaven and earth!

Not only does the electric tricycle save time and effort, but the cargo it can carry in one trip is enough to be carried by this wooden cart several times.

"Once the bamboo shoots here start to make money, I'll have to equip them with a few electric tricycles." Gu Chang thought secretly.

Yuan Zhongli got two large scales from somewhere!

This thing uses a weight, the kind used to weigh grain in the past. It's like a piece of cake to weigh hundreds of kilograms at a time.

"Come on, folks, let's weigh it!" Yuan Zhongli laughed loudly.

The villagers who had lined up behind immediately cheered!

What are being weighed here are not bamboo shoots, but hard-earned money!