Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

Su Chen looked calm.

"If they think it's expensive, then they are not your customers."

"Our paper figurines are made with great care and are expensive. We sell them to the rich. Ordinary people only make 300 to 500 yuan a month. It's normal for them to complain that it's expensive when you buy a paper figurine for more than ten yuan."

Su Chen had said something similar before. Ah Hu and Ah Tang nodded seriously, but there was still disappointment in their eyes.

"Don't worry. It will be Qingming Festival in two months. There will definitely be many people worshipping their ancestors. You will definitely be able to sell these paper figurines. Be patient. You can still stock up more."

The two people's eyes lit up.

Su Chen looked around: "Have you contacted anyone who sells bamboo?"

When asked this, Ah Hu scratched his head.

"Uncle Achen, we plan to cut the bamboo and bring it back ourselves. We have plenty of time anyway."

Su Chen glanced at the two of them, sighed and put the pot on the table: "You two can do it by yourselves. If you feel too tired to pull it in the future, think of other ways."

Ahu and Atang both breathed a sigh of relief and shook their heads repeatedly: "Not tired, not tired."

"Well, the price is still according to my setting. Do you have any money in your hands?"

Su Chen was about to take out the cloth bag to get the money when the sound of brakes was heard outside.

He looked curiously and heard a familiar voice.

"Here, here, the paper-made here is made by Master Su's apprentice. I tell you, Boss Zheng, this is the most authentic..."

It was Zhang Wei who came in. Seeing Su Chen was stunned, he hurriedly took two steps in and grabbed Su Chen's hand: "Master Su, why are you here? It's just right, come and treat me later."

Su Chen looked down: "This?"

"Hehe, otherwise why do you say you are a master and a miracle doctor? I don't need to take the pulse to know."

Ahu Atang looked at him, then looked at the people he brought, and smiled a little restrainedly.

"Zhang Wei, you can just call me Brother Zhang." Su Chen introduced them.

The two said in unison: "Brother Zhang!"

Zhang Wei said twice and pulled the man behind him over.

"Master, this is Boss Zheng, my friend, his grandfather passed away, it's a happy funeral, so we want to make it bigger, wreaths and other things are not enough, so I brought him here to buy some paper-made..."

As he said this, Zhang Wei glanced inside.

"Oh, I thought it was just paper figures, but there are horses here, Boss Zheng, take a look, there is a house here, I tell you, your grandfather's living standard down there can't be low, you, the great grandson, you have to get a big house, a horse, and servants, right?"

The man nodded subconsciously.

Zhang Wei continued: "One big house is enough, horse... two horses are almost enough, is there a carriage here? When the old man goes out, the horse will pull it, which is convenient. By the way, is there a car here? A car with a driver is fashionable..."

Ahu and Atang shook their heads awkwardly.

"You two can get some later, this paper figure, Boss Zheng, one to massage the shoulders, one to rub the back, and one to wash the feet, three are enough?"

Boss Zheng asked: "How much is this one?"

Ahu coughed twice: "18."

"Only 18? Then give me 10." Boss Zheng was rich, "cooking, washing clothes, sweeping the floor, these should be enough!"

As he said this, he carefully touched the paper figures and nodded subconsciously.

"You're right, the paper figures you make here are pretty good-looking."

"Isn't it? I told you, Boss Zheng, this is made by Master Su's apprentice, how can it not be pretty? After burning it, it must be very efficient."

Boss Zheng took out his wallet with satisfaction.

"Calculate the total amount."

Ahu Atang finally reacted and began to count on his fingers.

Zhang Wei saw that they were too slow, asked the price one by one, and clapped his hands in the end: "Two hundred and seven, Boss Zheng, you can give two hundred and eight, eight hundred and eighty, and the ten yuan is the fare for me to find a car to take it over, is that okay?"

Boss Zheng smiled and nodded: "That's great!"

The matter was settled, Zhang Wei asked Boss Zheng to wait for a while, and walked to Su Chen hesitantly: "Master Su, my little problem..."

Su Chen injected a force, and Zhang Wei's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Hmm?"

"Master, is this..."

Su Chen nodded: "Okay, go back and be more restrained."

"Hey, hey, hey, thank you, Master, thank you, Master."

Zhang Wei put down 20 yuan and happily pulled Boss Zheng away.

In the car, Boss Zheng asked in confusion.

"Xiao Zhang, what did you just do..."

"Hey, Boss Zheng, you know what men do."

Zhang Wei explained while driving: "I had these minor problems before, and I thought I would find a master to treat it when I have time. I heard the news today."

Boss Zheng sat up straight: "What news?"

"A man from the Sports Institute, tall and strong, who knew that the thing was as big as a needle. The city hospital checked it and there was no cure. He went to find an old Chinese doctor, who told him not to harm the girl. Later, I don't know where he heard it from..."

...

The taxi slowly left.

In the house, Ah Hu and Atang looked at the more than 200 yuan and were overjoyed.

"Uncle Achen, more than 200!"

Su Chen hummed: "You guys work hard."

"Also, when you have time, go to the villa for a walk. If you're bored, I'll set up a stall on Chunming Street. You can come over and sit with me."

"I got it, Uncle Achen."

"Remember to tell me if you need anything or have any difficulties. Don't keep it to yourself."

"Okay~"

The two of them jumped for joy after Su Chen left.

"We've made money!"

"Yeah, we've got money!"

Su Chen stood outside the yard, smiling and shaking his head.

When he returned to the villa, the children were ready to go to bed.

He took little Ayun from Liu Chunhua.

"Mom and Dad, you've been tired all day, take a rest, Ayun will be with me, so as not to disturb you."

Liu Chunhua didn't act pretentiously: "Okay, you should also take a rest early."

The next day.

Su Chen didn't leave after sending the children to school. He found Honghong and Aqiu, the head teachers, to understand the situation, and bought two textbooks for other grades. When he saw Lin Jingyu setting up a stall on Chunming Street, he threw his textbooks and helped to set it up.

"Hey, second grade, third grade, fourth grade, fifth grade?"

"Brother, are you going to school with your children?"

Su Chen glanced at him: "Help me find a reliable tutor."

"What? Do you really want to learn?" Lin Jingyu was surprised.

"It's not me, Honghong and Aqiu..."

After all the books were placed, Su Chen picked up the stack and sat down, explaining the situation to Lin Jingyu, and then said: "I plan to let Honghong take extra classes on weekends, and see if she can skip a grade next semester. As long as she skips a grade, the child will be more confident."

Lin Jingyu nodded: "Can we find two college students?"

"It just so happens that there are college students on my list."

Su Chen was surprised: "Don't college students get subsidies?"

"There is a living allowance of 20 to 30 yuan per month, but you also know that some families are too poor, and they have to send money to their families even if they are hungry, so they compiled a list for me..."

Su Chen: "..."

"You can arrange it. By the way, how much is appropriate to give each month?"

"It's unified here, 3 yuan a day, and it's paid weekly."

"Okay."

As the two were talking, someone came over angrily.

Looking up, it was Lao Liao.

Su Chen glanced behind him: "Uncle Liao, are you not setting up a stall today?"

Only when Old Liao heard this did he slap his forehead and hurried back.

Before he could push his steamed bun cart back, Chai Daqian came and put his hands on his waist and started to curse.

"You're crazy. You call someone your husband so early in the morning. You're ruining our reputation..."