"Ah, a rare visitor, Xiao Yu, why are you accompanying your father here," now it’s mid to late August, and there aren’t as many people buying mats as there were a while ago, only a few custors in the mat shop.
Yu Gang and his son hadn’t even entered when the sharp-eyed Mao Dazhu saw them, got up and hurriedly greeted them. Yu Gang is almost forty, and he was sowhat embarrassed to be called Xiao Yu, but since the person was several years older than his father, he responded politely.
Xiao Xian had only t Yu Gang once before, and barely recognized him at first glance.
But when Yu Gang saw Xiao Xian, he recognized her as the girl who sold sweet potatoes at Jingxi Agricultural Market, his face lit up with joy, and he was about to approach her but was held back by Mao Dazhu.
"Xiao Yu, you are the director of the Agricultural Science Academy, so custors were just asking saying the color of my bamboo mats isn’t good enough, you tell them," there were still a few custors in the mat shop, all standing by watching, when they heard Mao Dazhu brought an expert, they all gathered around.
Yu Gang smiled amiably, took over a bamboo mat with a color of dry yellow, and started explaining: "Actually, there are many colors for bamboo mats, depending on the place of origin, there are green, yellow, patterned bamboo mats, and dyeing flowers. Green mats are entirely woven from green rattan, yellow mats are all woven from yellow bamboo strips, the bamboo used in this shop is southern water bamboo, and when water bamboo is dried and made into mats, it naturally turns into a Ma Huang color. If the color is too bright, it definitely has been smoked or dyed, and using it for a long ti is not good for health."
These days, there are shills for everything, but Yu Gang’s scholarly temperant couldn’t be feigned. Hearing him say this, the previously picky custors all started asking about the prices.
"However," this sudden interjection was made by Yu Shan Yang who was watching coldly on the side, "Old Mao, you are also not right, hiding better mats and not offering them to custors for more choices."
Using his son as a free salesman, there’s no such cheap thing in the world.
Yu Shan Yang didn’t have his son’s good temperant, he brought out the Black Wisteria Mat he had brought with him; once he unfolded the mat, it attracted all the custors in the store, leaving Mao Dazhu standing there staring blankly.
"Boss, how much is this mat? I want to pay for it." The one who spoke was a middle-aged man of unremarkable appearance, he had been standing in the store for a while, had asked the price of several kinds of mats but hadn’t decided to buy, now seeing the Black Wisteria Mat, he quickly inquired.
"This is not for sale, it’s a new sample mat, we’ll have stock later, sorry, everyone, please take a look at the other mats," Mao Dazhu saw the mat, only then realizing the purpose of Yu Shan Yang’s visit, probably because that old fellow was not convinced and ca to challenge Xiao Xian.
Hearing this, the custors, feeling awkward, had no choice but reluctantly picked other mats, so even repeatedly inquired when the new mats would be mass-produced, the first man who asked about the price kept asking, saying he should be notified as early as possible when they are available, and also handed Mao Dazhu a business card, which read, Huan Yu Art Company.
After seeing off the custors, Mao Dazhu held the business card proudly, "Look, Old Yu, look, an art company, others are treating this mat as an artwork, that’s what a level it is, it’s like a national treasure level master."
Old Yu? Xiaoxian, who had been watching the excitent on the side, just learned that the stooping, not so robust old man was Yu Shan Yang.
Comparing Yu Shan Yang to her own grandfather, Xiao Xian also doubted whether this elderly man, who also looked to be suffering, was the sa Yu Shan Yang ntioned in the Party Constitution.
"Little girl, we et again, how co you don’t recognize ? Jingxi Agricultural Market, don’t you rember?" Yu Gang was quite curious about Xiao Xian at this point, the sweet potatoes she grew, and even the mats she made, what other secrets does this kid have?
"Are you that uncle who bought the sweet potatoes?" Xiao Xian took another look at Yu Gang and Yu Shan Yang, noticing so similarity in their features, guessing the two were father and son. That Uncle Yu was quite easy to talk to; I wonder what his father is like.
"Now that you know each other, it’ll be easier to talk. Xiao Yu, let tell you, you’ve also tasted Xiao Xian’s sweet potatoes, and their quality is absolutely top-notch, we’re planning to open a specialty store for agricultural products, get us a green, pollution-free product recomnded by the Agricultural Science Academy." Mao Dazhu has also learned a lesson on the mat market, the reason why the shop opposite selling water buffalo leather mats does well is because they hired a semi-famous little star as the spokesperson.
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