"Ah?" Liu Qingshan was flattered, "Is it true or false?"

The man said funny: "Of course it's true. We are average, so I don't need to lie to you."

"Okay, thank you, brother."

"Hey, thank you, if it weren't for your cinnabar roots, I wouldn't know how many roads I would have to run to complete the task."

After the two of them moved all the cinnabar roots to the car, the man used a rope to fix the flower pot to avoid displacement and squeeze, and then waved to Liu Qingshan and left.

Liu Qingshan borrowed a broom to sweep the soil on the ground.

The uncles and aunts selling vegetables smiled and said, "Qingshan, what luck are you? Last time I couldn't sell honey, but two rich people rushed to buy your honey. This time, most of the cinnabar roots were left. We all thought you couldn't sell them, but we came again and bought all the cinnabar roots. Qingshan, you are so lucky."

"No, I've lived for decades and have never had such good luck."

"Qingshan, tell us, which god are you worshiping?"

"Haha." Liu Qingshan grabbed his head, "Worshiping the Mountain God."

"Oh, then I will have to worship the mountain god more from now on." An aunt laughed.

The fat uncle replied: "You want to worship, but there are steel and concrete everywhere, where is the mountain god worshipped you? Don't be foolish, selling more vegetables is the main thing."

After Liu Qingshan returned home, his parents were very happy to hear that all the cinnabar roots brought to the county town today were sold out.

However, Liu Qingshan did not tell the two that they sold more than 10,000 yuan, but only said that they sold for one or two thousand yuan.

"One or two thousand is not bad." Wu Cuimei thought happily, "If there are one or two thousand, the red envelope money for the New Year will be enough."

"You are so rich." Liu Yuanhe snorted, "Prepare a red envelope of one or two thousand? Do you really think you are a rich woman."

"When our family was poor, we spent 100 or 200 red envelopes a year. Now Qingshan has money, so we can't be as sloppy as before. Should we give one or two yuan? No matter what, we have to start with ten yuan. Now who doesn't give ten yuan?"

"Oh, it's still ten yuan." Liu Yuanhe touched the five yuan in his pocket and sneered, "Who said that his son's money is hard-earned money? Who said he wanted to save money and help his son get married? You woman will be the same in a while."

"Can that be the same?" Wu Cuimei said, "It's the same thing to save money on the New Year, but you can't save money on the red envelope during the New Year. If you save it, what do others think? You can't say that our family is a rooster?"

After saying that, Wu Cuimei pulled Liu Qingshan and said, "Qingshan, don't listen to your father's nonsense. We can't save money for the New Year. Do you know? If you go out tomorrow, don't forget to go to the bank to exchange for new money of ten or twenty yuan."

"knew."

Liu Qingshan doesn’t care much about how much red envelope money should be given during the Chinese New Year. He is now thinking about the matter of cinnabar root.

I don’t know if the handsome guy brought Cinnabar back today, can his boss fall in love with these Cinnabar roots? If he falls in love with them, will he dislike the price too high?

Liu Qingshan was a little anxious.

Although these cinnabar roots can appreciate and not depreciate, he still hopes to sell them as soon as possible. After all, he can continue to dig after selling them, but if he doesn't sell them, he won't have the courage to dig again.

However, I waited until I had enough supper, but I couldn't wait for the man's call.

Liu Qingshan was a little discouraged and thought to himself, probably because he disliked the price too high.

But, to be honest, his cinnabar roots are really worth the money.

He can guarantee that no nursery can find such energetic, lively and elegant cinnabar roots.

But why didn't I call?

Liu Qingshan looked at his phone, but there was still no call prompt, so he had to pour water and take a shower.

The bathroom has been put into use.

The bathroom with a temperature of more than ten square meters looks very spacious and is divided into two small rooms, one with a bathroom and the other with a shower room.

This is the first time that Liu Qingshan has taken a shower in this brand new shower room.

Looking at the smooth tiles and airtight walls on the ground, Liu Qingshan felt very moved.

You said, why were you so cowardly before? You actually took a shower in such a wooden shower room for more than ten years.

Too cowardly. Too cowardly.

Being poor is not wrong, but not being enterprising and being content with the status quo is wrong.

If you do whatever you want, you won’t stay in such a shower room for more than ten years.

If you don’t have money to buy bricks, there are a lot of stones in the ground. Even if the stones are not easy to build walls, you can still learn from your ancestors to use red mud to make bricks.

Just like the old house that my family lives now, isn’t it just the bricks made by my grandfather and the others with the red mud dug from the mountains?

Since the seniors can do it, why can’t the younger generation do it?

After all, I am still lazy, have no ambition and are content with the status quo.

If you have such a little bit of enterprising spirit, you will not stay in that shower room for more than ten years.

Similarly, it is also the same for Liu Qingshan to sell the cinnabar roots as soon as possible to exchange them for money so that he can continue to dig the cinnabar roots and come back to plant them.

You can't just make some money by selling honey and you're looking down on the money of cinnabar root. It's all about money, and it's impossible to have honey every day. Therefore, people have to look forward and look at it for a long time.

However, the premise of all this is that cinnabar root can be sold.

If you can't sell it, it will be in vain no matter how much you dig it.

Liu Qingshan took a shower and smiled and said, "Ah, I think it's really right to build this bathroom now. If you take a bath inside, you don't have to worry about the cold wind blowing in. Think about the shower room we used to take, when the wind blows, people will be as cold as they are in the stream. It's really a pain."

"That's right? Thanks to your son, our family can use such a good shower room. Wu Cuimei" said, and gave Liu Yuanhe a blank look.

Wu Cuimei also took a shower in the new shower room today, and the feeling was that the old shower room outside the yard was incomparable.

I used to take a shower, but I was afraid that others would see my butt, but now I don’t have this worry.

While talking, Liu Qingshan's cell phone finally rang.

He picked it up and answered it without saying a word.

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone: "Boss, it's me, the one who bought your cinnabar root today."

"Oh oh oh, it's you, handsome guy." Liu Qingshan was overjoyed, "How is it? What does your boss say?"

"Haha." The man laughed twice before saying, "Boss, you don't have to worry about this. Good things are not to worry about selling them. After I pulled your cinnabar root back to the city today, my boss looked at it and liked it very much. When he learned that you still have two or three hundred pots, he told me that he wanted me to contact you and order all your cinnabar roots and arrange a cart to pull them tomorrow. But I forgot later, so I called you when I reached this point. Boss, your cinnabar roots were not taken away by anyone."
Chapter completed!