Master Zeng smiled and put the mirror under his seat and said, "You can do it for 15 cents."

Li Xuewu disagreed and said, "That's the price of a haircut in a barber shop. It involves shaving and pressing acupuncture points. Besides, you also applied hair wax for me. So, I'll give you 5 cents. A lesbian haircut costs 3.5 cents."

"

With that said, he took out 5 cents and handed it to Master Zeng.

"Thank you for your kindness and righteousness." Master Zeng still had some old-fashioned politeness.

This old craftsman does not rely on fixed fees to live, but mostly on the money rewarded by patrons. For example, Mr. Mei sings an opera and sells tickets for hundreds of people in a theater. It may be thousands or even tens of thousands, but the rewards are just a few.

Thousands of rewards.

Li Xuewu saw that Master Ding was really good at his craftsmanship, so he asked, "Can I ask you to come and serve me? There are a lot of people in my family."

Master Zeng nodded and said, "I know the courtyard you just mentioned. Do you want me to serve in your house someday?"

Listening to these half-new and half-old polite words, Li Xuewu said with laughter and tears, "I don't want to take up your precious time. You can go home every Saturday afternoon and sit in a room in the outer courtyard of the compound. I'll leave it to you."

"You're welcome, you're the one taking care of me, old man. People don't like me running a stall here, and there's no business. It's all the regular customers who take care of me," Master Zeng replied politely.

Li Xuewu zipped up his leather jacket, got on the bicycle, and said, "I'll see you later."

After saying that, he waved his hands to Master Zeng and rode on the bicycle to rush to the steel rolling mill.

It was a seven or eight hour drive back and forth, and Li Xuewu didn't want to ride any more. It happened that the steel rolling mill was on holiday today, so he borrowed a motorcycle and rode there.

After entering the factory gate, he nodded to the guard and pushed the car to the garage.

Lock the car in the garage and ride the motorcycle to the nearby oil depot to refuel.

The refueling equipment at this time was very rudimentary, just a bucket and a kettle, which were pumped out with a loud crunch, and then the bucket was carried to refuel.

Because I didn't use much yesterday, I filled up half of the barrel. I also found a metal oil barrel with a lid and filled it with oil. I placed it next to the motorcycle. After thinking about it, I took out a jar from the space.

The wine is stuffed inside.

Then he rode out of the gate and rushed home.

I don’t know what the fuel consumption of this motorcycle is, so I can only put a bucket of oil in the car.

He rode into the west courtyard with a "chut, tug, tug". At this time, the eldest brother Li Xuewen was eager to find Li Xuewu.

This man had a haircut and disappeared. The sun was already rising. If he didn't leave, he would have to come back in the dark at night.

But when he saw Li Xuewu riding a motorcycle into the courtyard, his eyes widened in surprise.

I was not at home because I had class yesterday. I didn’t know that Li Xuewu rode back yesterday.

"Xuewu, this motorcycle"

"I'm from the security department of the steel rolling mill. It's such a long way back and forth. If we really have to carry food on our bicycles, we will be exhausted. Let's ride here. I'll go back to the house and change clothes. You stuff the food bag into the bed first."

As Li Xuewu spoke, he went to the back room to change clothes.
Chapter completed!