After eating, Qiao Zhicai also sat next to him and turned to ask Qiao Qingyu, "Daughter, what do you want, Dad, make up one for you."

Qiao Qingyu pondered for a moment, "Dad, make a vase for me."

"What are you doing with a vase? The corn leaves cannot be filled with water." Qiao Zhicai expressed his doubts.

"Don't fill water, you can put silk or dried flowers in it at that time."

"Okay, now my dad will give you one."

Qiao Qingyu glanced at the piles of corn leaves and smiled. She had a preliminary plan in her heart. Although it was unexpected and sudden, it was extremely feasible.

In the kitchen, Wang Mei's face has never been very good.

What a knot, she got it for her wherever she went, and she had already sold it.

So anger arose in my heart, and a broken knot. As for the family, do you come to ask one by one? Today, Han Xianglan and Niu Guili came together, and this is what they asked again.

It made everyone look at her without a good look.

She threw the chopsticks in her hand into the pot.

Qiao Qingyu stood at the door of the kitchen, smiling, "Second aunt, who are you throwing?"

Wang Mei was startled and glared at Qiao Qingyu, "You don't follow the dishes, why are you watching the fun at the door..."

It doesn’t matter if you wash the dishes. Qiao Qingyu walked up and rolled up her sleeves, "Second aunt, please go back to the house and look for my mother's knot bracelet, I'll wash the dishes."

Wang Mei was so angry that she clenched the rag in her hand, "If you lose it, you will lose it. Is your family going to end?"

But she lowered her voice. After all, there were so many people outside, she ignored this matter, and the most important thing was that she felt guilty.

Qiao Qingyu had a smile on her face, and finally had time to observe Wang Mei's expression. She said while washing dishes, "Second Auntie, I heard that your brother has come to you these days..."

Wang Mei's face changed suddenly.

A heart jumped up.

Similarly, she also stared at Qiao Qingyu viciously.

This matter cannot be said. She insisted on not separating the family in order to take advantage of the situation. So the family's money is together, but the money is all calculated, but she has 100 yuan in her hand, and she has hidden it, not even her husband knows, let alone the little brother has 200 yuan.

She said that she couldn't live her life.

So she won't tell them the truth even if she beats her to death.

But she couldn't say that Qiao Qingyu was so sad that she covered her chest and shouted.

Then he turned around and left.

Qiao Qingyu narrowed her eyes and knew that she was mentally ill. Could it be that Wu Xiujie's people had arrived in the North City?

This is possible.

After all, he is now a serious Chinese.

Seeing Qiao Qingyu washing dishes, the aunt and daughter-in-law cursed Wang Mei, who was lazy, and asked Qiao Qingyu to go out to play.

Qiao Zhicai didn't see this, so he couldn't be angry when he saw it.

I have to work for you together to eat a meal of dumplings?

At this time, Qiao Shengbao had already finished knitting the candy body of the candy jar, and there was only one lid.

Qiao Qingyu took over the woven jar body.

Although it is the first work and looks a bit rough, it has to be admitted that the shape is simple and the shape is beautiful.

The only drawback is that the corn leaves vary in color.

This was taken down from the corn from the private field a few days ago.

Break the corn off this season and dry it. In winter, it has a different fragrance whether it is cooked or stewed.

Everyone here is called Corn Dangzi.

Now there is a row of hangs under the eaves of the main house, and there are about forty or fifty ones. They are all for her because she loves to eat.

Fortunately, the corn leaves that were peeled off did not burn the fire.

Otherwise, you won’t be able to see the sugar bowl.

Qiao Qingyu sat next to Qiao Shengbao and saw that he had finished knitting the lid of the sugar bowl, and then pressed it on the whole to complete the work.

Qiao Shengbao looked at Qiao Qingyu fiddling there with bright eyes, and asked expectantly, "Qingyu, do you think anyone will buy it?"

Qiao Qingyu blinked and said in surprise, "Who said he wanted to sell this thing?"

Qiao Shengbao was stunned, "What are you doing if you don't sell it?"

"It's your own home use."

Qiao Qingyu looked at Qiao Shengbao with a serious look, and Qiao Shengbao was simply stunned.

In his heart, Qiao Qingyu is now amazing.

It was like inertial thinking. Qiao Qingyu said that using corn leaves could weave things. He followed her words and thought that we should sell things to betrayed, and that we could make money by selling them.

He stared at Qiao Qingyu blankly, and after a moment, he lowered his head dejectedly.

Qiao Qingyu couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Qiao Shengbao heard the laughter and quickly looked up, looking at Qiao Qingyu with bright eyes, "Girl, you were teasing me just now, right?"

Qiao Qingyu finally stopped laughing, but she didn't expect that Brother Shengbao was so cute.

"It's not all about you. The market for this kind of handmade products is not open at all. It is definitely not easy to sell."

Qiao Zhicai next to him glanced at his daughter, then looked at the silly boy Qiao Shengbao, very proud. He said, "There are corn leaves everywhere, and you are not alone, and even if you can make money, you will not be young or young."

"Dad, you're right, so we have to seize the initiative. I guess it should be fine within five years, but the premise is how to open up the sales."

Next, Qiao Qingyu discussed with Qiao Zhicai and Qiao Shengbao.

After all, these two people know this craft at home.

Qiao Qingyu asked them to get more corn leaves during the autumn harvest. She was planning to attend the exchange meeting in Nangang City at the end of the year.

From now on, when the two of them are fine, they start to make sugar pots, tea cups, bags, vases, etc., and they can also figure out other handmade products by themselves and use them at will. In short, everything can be made up.

Appropriately, you can also dye and pattern it.

This is purely manual work, with raw materials everywhere, and the only thing you put in is time and energy, so as long as you can sell it, you can make money.

Everyone else in the family also surrounded her, and Wang Mei walked out of the house slowly, and her heart no longer felt ache. She wanted to get into trouble as long as it was about making money, but unfortunately, she really didn't know how to do it at home.

It's not that easy to learn to make things up.

Qiao Qingyu looked at Wang Mei coldly, and Wang Mei shrank her neck back. Thinking of what Qiao Qingyu said just now, she turned around and went back to the room.

Qiao Qingyu also advised his uncle that when corn threshing after the autumn harvest, several people could be arranged to collect corn shavings.

This is also a medicinal material. Although I don’t know the market price, it’s easy to store corn shavings on the ground, so I won’t lose money anyway.

So today's Qiao Qingyu surprised everyone. These two things are similar to the soil in the countryside today. No one wants the corn squids, so the corn skin is thrown directly into the stove pit to burn the fire.

Unexpectedly, in Qiao Qingyu, corn skins can be made into handicrafts and sold for money, and corn squids have become Chinese medicine.

"Uncle, you can arrange this in advance and contact the Chinese medicine factory. If they don't collect it, you can dry the corn squid and put it in my hands to deal with it."
Chapter completed!