A car accident, our family of three crossed

Shuisheng gave up his chair and pestered Hang Shuheng to ask, "Uncle, you just said this is just a simple one, does that mean you can come up with a better one?"

His eyes were shining and he couldn't wait to challenge new heights.

"Don't be so impatient." Hang Shuheng pointed at the chair and said, "Practice making a batch according to this specification and make some money first."

"That's right, hehe, I was too impatient." Shuisheng felt a little embarrassed and scratched his head, then said seriously: "Uncle Hengzi, I listen to you, I will do whatever you say."

Speaking of making money, he began to wonder how much money such a chair could be sold for. He was undecided and sought advice from Hang Shuheng.

"Ten taels." Hang Shuheng said the number without changing his expression.

"What? What did you say? Ten, ten, ten, ten taels?" Shuisheng almost jumped up after hearing this. He looked at Hang Shuheng in disbelief, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

"Yes, ten taels."

This time Shuisheng no longer doubted that he had heard wrongly, but he still hadn't come to his senses and was a little dizzy from the ten taels of silver.

Just selling a chair for ten taels of silver, what does that mean?

He didn't know how to make complicated crafts. On weekdays, he would make a simple stool for the villagers and only charge them a dozen cents. Even if he made a square table, he would only charge two hundred yuan at most.

Now someone told him that a chair could be sold for ten taels of silver, which was something he had never dared to imagine before.

A chair sells for ten taels. If he makes ten chairs, that would be a hundred taels...

Seeing that he was still immersed in his fantasy about the ten taels of silver, Hang Shuheng couldn't help but pour a bucket of cold water on him.

"Don't be too happy too soon. We can only make a small profit from this business."

"Why? Uncle Hengzi." Shuisheng's enthusiasm was extinguished in an instant. He seemed to see the money he had obtained slipping away from him.

"These techniques are not complicated. The carpenters in the city can figure out the tricks with a little research, and others will be able to replicate them in a few days." Hang Shuheng analyzed them one by one for him: "What we sell is something new. We can make some money before others replicate it."

After listening to Hang Shuheng's analysis, Shuisheng realized that the water here was not shallow, and he quickly adjusted his mindset.

Even if he only sold one chair, that would be ten taels of silver, which was more than he earned in a year. Thinking of this, he became full of energy again.

"I'll start working now." At this moment, he felt that he had endless energy and was ready to start working.

"Don't worry." Hang Shuheng held him back and said, "Let's transport this first chair back to your aunt first!"

Shuisheng slapped his forehead in annoyance and said, "Oh no! Look, I forgot about this. Uncle, wait for me."

After saying this, he left for a while, and soon came back with a bundle of straw mats.

"I'll put some straw curtains over it so no one can see it."

This chair looks big, but it is actually not heavy. Shuisheng can carry it easily by himself.

Many people had just returned from working in the fields. When they passed by here, they saw Shuisheng carrying a huge object on his shoulders and walking very fast, followed by Hang Shuheng, Yangyang and Mudun.

When someone asked about it, Hang Shuheng just smiled and explained that he asked Shuisheng to make a chair.

Seeing Shuisheng laughing foolishly without saying anything, everyone thought that he must have made a lot of money from this chair, look how happy he was.

Song Ning rested for an afternoon and came out of the house. Seeing that the father and son had not returned yet, he underestimated what they had been doing all day.

Just as he was muttering this in his mind, he heard the sound of Yangyang laughing. Song Ning hurried to the door and saw that not only the father and son had returned, but also the Shuisheng brothers.

Shuisheng was walking in front carrying something. When he saw her, he greeted her cheerfully. Hang Shuheng followed slowly behind with the two children.

"This is?"

Before Song Ning could figure out the situation, Hang Shuheng guided Shuisheng to place the chair beside the door of the east room.

When the straw curtain was lifted, the entire chair was revealed, and it was still swaying back and forth because it had just been put down.

"Mom, it's a lazy chair." Yangyang told her excitedly.

"Yes, mother saw it." Song Ning responded, touching his red little face.

She looked at the finished chair and praised sincerely: "It's only been a few days and you've already finished it. Shuisheng, you're really amazing."

"Hehehe! No, no!" Shuisheng was happy to be praised, but also embarrassed.

"It's quite heavy, isn't it? Are you tired carrying it all the way?"

"It's not sinking, not at all. Don't worry, Auntie. I'm very strong!"

"Thank you for your hard work. I'm just about to cook. You two brothers can eat here later!"

The two brothers have no elders at home, and they just deal with meals in a casual manner. In this regard, Song Ning can't help but feel overwhelmed with maternal love.

Hang's mother heard the noise in the house and came out to take a look. She happened to hear Song Ning inviting the Shuisheng brothers to stay for dinner. She immediately said in a weird tone: "Hey, do we owe them rice or something?"

At noon, she was frightened by Song Ning and ran back to the house in fear. Only after thinking about it did she realize that she had been fooled.

After holding it in for the entire afternoon, she was just about to come out and save some face when Song Ning praised Shuisheng and invited the two brothers to stay for dinner, which gave her a reason to speak.

"She is being attentive to other men in front of her husband. What a shameless thing."

Shuisheng was frightened when he heard this, and quickly stepped back, fearing that Hang's mother would have more misunderstandings. He waved his hands and explained: "Fifth Uncle Grandma, please don't misunderstand..."

Song Ning interrupted him and said, "Don't pay attention to her. It is said that your great-aunt encountered a ghost in the ancestral hall. After she came out, there were some problems here and she is not working well."

She pointed to her forehead and said, "Forget it this time. I won't keep you here today. I'll come to your house another day and prepare a table of delicious food for you."

"Okay, okay, uncle, aunt, we'll go first."

Shuisheng felt as if he had been pardoned. He picked up the wooden stool and ran away without looking back. If he stayed any longer, his fifth uncle's grandmother might say something even more unpleasant.

Sure enough, as soon as they left the yard, they heard Hang's mother's yelling behind them.

"What? Song, who are you saying has a problem with their brains? Explain it to me clearly."

Unfortunately, her shouting did not receive any response. Song Ning ignored her and turned into the kitchen. Hang Shuheng fetched a basin of water and planned to clean the chair.

Yangyang originally ran to the kitchen door and looked at the river shrimps raised in the bucket today, but he was a little afraid of this grandma. She was too fierce. Every day she was either scolding people or on her way to scold people. He disliked her very much.

After thinking it over, he finally ran back to Hang Shuheng and helped him clean the chairs.