Chapter 418: Wang the Skinflint's Misery

"What?!"

Wang the Skinflint exploded instantly.

"A thousand yuan?! That Song Tan! I said that young girl was fickle; she had a good job and just ran off, without a shred of responsibility. Now she's selling local specialties and has become so money-grubbing..."

"Little Huo, it's not that I'm lecturing you all, but you're all university graduates; it's not good to be full of the stench of copper at such a young age—for young people like you without experience, what you should value most isn't money, but improving yourselves!"

"The company gives you such a good platform, and you don't know how to cherish it; you'll regret it sooner or later."

When this was said, Huo Xueying immediately rolled her eyes.

In the past, she would have swallowed her pride to some extent; after all, capitalists under heaven were much the same, and if you ran from this one, there was another...

But—

Please! Song Tan could gracefully quit her job and go straight back to her hometown to make her business big and strong. She was a local; if things really didn't work out, she could go back and live off her parents, what was there to fear?

"Yeah, yeah," she sighed loudly: "It's all the boss's fault for not making the company big and strong, otherwise I'd have to pay to work now—that would truly be looking toward the future."

"Besides, Song Tan went back to her hometown and built a villa in half a year. I don't know how our company operates, wasting such good talent for two whole years!"

These words were not polite at all, and Wang the Skinflint felt like he was having a heart attack—especially since the three employees he'd finally managed to recruit had also resigned because they couldn't meet the requirements!

Originally, Song Tan could have finished the work alone!

Absurd!

!

He clutched his chest, wanting to scold Huo Xueying again, but remembered how she had slammed her files down and resigned last time... oh my, there were still several orders on hand that weren't finished; if she resigned now, where would he find someone to seamlessly take over?

He had no choice but to swallow his pride, then return to his office and slam the door shut.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, no one will replace you if you get sick from anger... a boss must have a broad mind... those in high positions must have a forward-looking perspective... wolf culture is all about competitiveness—"

In short, after pouring a bunch of messy chicken soup into his heart, Wang the Skinflint finally felt a bit more comfortable.

He opened his phone, thinking bitterly: Honey for a thousand yuan a bottle? She must be crazy for money!

On the internet, in livestreams, so many people are selling local specialties; any one of them could crush her!

And just at this moment, the thoughtful big data immediately pushed a notification to him—

【Grandma, the streamer you've been waiting for has finally started broadcasting—Tian Yuan Ji Shi, taking you to relive the past together】

Wang the Skinflint wasn't interested in anything "pastoral," but perhaps because his anger had gone to his head today, he subconsciously opened the link.

【Given the current general environment,

Afterwards, he saw the screen unfold like a misty rain painting. Amidst the drizzling rain, under the corridor of a rural house with distinct characteristics, a spirited old man was sitting there.

In front of him was... grass weaving that had just begun?

The boy's voice beside her was filled with innocence:

"Grandpa, is this straw mat for Sister? Now that houses are built with machines, why don't you use a machine?"

The boy speaking had a fair face and clear eyes. Just standing there curiously made people feel good about him.

Wang the Skinflint:...

Wang the Skinflint naturally didn't feel good; he had already seen through the routine of this livestream—this boy didn't look like a normal person; he must be using this to sell misery!

But, while his mouth was disdainful, his hand didn't click to close it for a long time.

Listening to the sound of rain coming from the livestream, he couldn't help but lie back more relaxed in his boss chair, thinking, isn't it just local specialties?

Let's see how others promote their goods?

Song Tan? Hmph!

The weather forecast was still quite accurate.

This rain started early in the morning

and hadn't stopped since. However, the Song family wasn't worried at all—there had been little rain this year, and it had been dry for a long time; a rain now was just right to moisten the land.

Only Guo Dong, who hadn't completely settled in yet, wasn't very happy.

Her Jin Yingzi had only been drying for half a day; she couldn't just leave it half-dry like that, right?

With such high sugar content, it would easily spoil.

So she had no choice but to light a fire in the clinic's kitchen, intending to slowly dry them out.

Fortunately, because they had already been dried, baking them for three hours this time should be about enough; it wasn't particularly difficult.

However, on one side was the Jin Yingzi baking slowly over a low fire, and on the other was the misty rain outside. The mountains and forests were shrouded in gray water vapor, and apart from the sound of rain, there was no other noise...

It was truly comfortable.

Guo Dong couldn't help but smile.

And over here, Qiao Qiao remembered his little friends again, so he wanted to take everyone to learn a new skill—weaving straw mats.

Of course, he admitted this was a bit difficult, because watching Grandpa weave things early in the morning, his fingers flew up and down, and before he knew it, those split grass leaves had automatically joined together...

"Sigh." He could only regretfully sigh to the people in the livestream: "I'm sorry, little friends, this seems a bit difficult; Teacher Qiao Qiao hasn't learned it either."

"But it doesn't matter, let's watch first; maybe we'll know how to do it once we're familiar with it."

The barrage was speechless.

【There is absolutely no such possibility!】

【He seems to really have a lot of confidence in me】

【The brain knows how, but the hands don't】

【What's so difficult about a mere straw mat? Wait for me to cultivate for another eighty or a hundred years, and I'll definitely be handy!】

【By the way, is this straw mat the one I wanted to buy last time? How much is it?】

【Probably won't be cheap】

【Yeah, yeah, looking at the one on the streamer's bed last time, it seems really comfortable to sleep on.】

【I don't care, I want to buy it!】

【Coastal areas are crying with envy; it's hot here, but I can't buy it—this thing is useless once it gets damp.】

【Then just buy a new one every year; it shouldn't be that it can't even last a year】

【I think my wallet can't take it—after all, Teacher Qiao Qiao has never sold anything cheap...】

【Oh right, I saw that black fungus was newly listed in the shop; Teacher Qiao Qiao really treats me like an outsider, not even saying a word.】

【Ah! Eating cold-dressed black fungus in summer is too refreshing! I'm going to buy it right now!】

Wang the Skinflint, watching silently:...

What's wrong with these barrages? Are they so proactive about spending money?

Or should... he go take a look too?

And over here, Song Youde was still answering Qiao Qiao's question:

"If we were weaving the kind of straw mats from before, there's still a machine in the old house. But this grass was specially split into two more halves, it's too thin; the old machine can't weave it densely enough, so it's better to weave by hand."

Thin and thick are two completely different weaving methods; the machine couldn't be used for both.

And Song Youde weaving straw mats here alone now was also to weave one first to set an example for everyone.

Tan Tan said, give a standard first.

For those who reach this standard, fifty yuan per mat.

This price isn't high, but it isn't low either.

For these old people who are gradually unable to do heavy labor, it couldn't be more suitable.

Not to mention anything else, just Lianhua's mother-in-law; after learning the basics yesterday, she had already taken a large handful of assorted-colored grass today and was sitting in her wheelchair practicing slowly.

And Tan Tan's maternal grandfather, his hands were also very nimble! ===== CHAPTER 419 =====