Chapter 44: Craftsman Joe

　　Old Joe is a craftsman.
　　 Old Joe, who was a carpenter and mason in his early years, has excellent hands-on skills. In the early years, relying on the ability to "carve walnuts", he was surprised to make money to build a two-story small house and buy a car.
　　As he gets older, Old Joe can't do it anymore.
　　 Now the old Qiao doesn’t carve any walnuts anymore, and takes care of his grandson and granddaughter with his wife every day.
　　 It’s not easy to take care of the children, especially when Old Qiao’s grandchildren are all in elementary school.
　　 Grandson likes yo-yos, and he has to buy one for rolling around.
　　 The granddaughter likes the little demon fairy, she squatted and asked her grandpa to buy a demon fairy spar chain. She would cry if she didn't buy it.
　　 How can this be done!
　　 Old Qiao knew in his heart that most of his grandchildren saw other people of the same age playing, and that's why he started to compare.
　　 But I understand, the grandson is rolling on the ground like a chariot, and the granddaughter looks at him tearfully with her sleeves. This is too difficult.
　　 On the day of the fair, after promised his grandchildren to bring them toys back, Old Qiao went to the county alone.
　　In the stationery store in the county seat, Old Qiao saw the photon elf who his grandson was crying and shouting that he had to buy it, and also saw the magic fairy spar chain that his granddaughter was crying and eager for...
　　 one 250, one 55!
　　 tortoise tortoise!
　　 Old Qiao didn’t have much culture. At first glance at the price, he immediately scolded the shopkeeper beside him: "You black-hearted profiteer, how dare you sell so much plastic?"
It’s not the first time that the shopkeeper has been misunderstood, and he explained with a smile: "Old man, this price is not set by me. It is set by the manufacturer. The whole city has this price. If you find it cheaper than this Yes, then I will pay you ten times the original price!"
　　 Old Joe doesn't believe in the excuses of this profiteer.
　　 He changed to a stationery store in front of the elementary school.
Coincidentally during class, the owner of the stationery shop was deserted and hurried out to greet Lao Qiao: "Old man, what do you buy? Are you buying a stationery box or a school bag for your children? I have the little magic fairy stationery box and the Firepower Boy King schoolbag that I just purchased , I promise your kids like it!"
　　 "Don't buy that! Do you sell toys here?"
　　The shopkeeper smiled: "What you said, which stationery store in this county does not sell toys?"
　　 Stationery toys are grasped with one hand, students and children are not separated!
　　 Old Joe nodded, and asked the shopkeeper, "How much do you sell the Yo-Yo called Photon Elf?"
　　 "Photon Elf?"
The shopkeeper rolled his eyes and replied: "Oh! That's precious! The lowest is 9,999 yuan! It's not easy to get the goods now. If I want to buy from here, I have to add two hundred yuan, so old man, if you really want it, You take ten thousand yuan!"
　　 That's 10,000? ?
　　 Old Joe was so scared that he was about to have a heart attack.
　　 What kind of profiteers are facing the current elementary school students!
　　 Before the profiteer sold a tuft of plastic for 250 yuan, he thought it was already broken. He didn't expect that there was something worse than him. This guy actually sold 10,000?
　　 "A profiteer! You are robbery..."
　　 Old Joe was so angry that his beard was shaking, and he wanted to choke the nonsense shopkeeper to death.
　　 The shopkeeper felt that he was wronged, and argued: "Old man, what are you talking about! I'm not a profiteer, this is the guide price set by the manufacturer!"
　　 Is the manufacturer set again?
　　 Old Joe sneered: "You treat me as an old man and ignorant, right? Which manufacturer is so shameless and sets such an incredible price for a tuft of plastic?"
　　 "There really are such vendors that the old man you said!"
　　 The shopkeeper carefully took out the "Treasure of Town Store" Photon Elf S from the safe under the cash register.
　　 The suggested retail price is clearly printed on the box: 9999 yuan!
　　 Old Joe was dumbfounded.
　　 Where is Pengda's black-hearted enterprise?
　　 Toys are so expensive, does he not want to sell it or do he just want to make a fortune?
Probably because he thought that the old man would not buy the treasure of the town shop, the owner sighed calmly, and then said: "Old man, don't worry, this is a limited edition, and it is reasonable to sell it. If you are in short supply , You can take a look at this regular version of Photon Wizard, it only costs 250 yuan!"
　　 fool bought this!
　　 Whether it was 10,000 yuan or 250 yuan, Old Joe couldn't accept it.
After 　　 left this stationery shop, Old Qiao did not stop, and he went to ask all the shops selling toys in the city.
　　 The price is indeed the same!
　　 Old Qiao was very angry. He didn't buy the Photon Elf, who was obviously a fool, but only bought a 55-piece magic fairy spar chain.
　　 Compared with the photon elves, the price of the magic fairy spar chain is also more expensive, but at least one hundred yuan.
　　 But this is not the main reason why old Joe bought it!
　　The reason why I only buy magic fairy spar chains instead of yo-yo...
　　 Granddaughter's tears make him feel more distressed than grandson rolling on the ground.
　　 Girls want to be rich!
　　 Forget the boy, buy such an expensive toy for the who is rolling all over the floor, and Old Qiao feels panicked just thinking about it.
　　 When I got home, Old Joe’s wife had already prepared lunch.
　　 Grandchildren also returned home after school.
　　 The granddaughter got her favorite magic fairy spar chain, and she hurriedly unpacked it, wore it around her neck and wandered around, feeling that she had become the most shining little fairy in the universe.
　　 Seeing the sweet smile of his granddaughter, Old Qiao felt that the 55 yuan was not wrong.
　　 As for...
　　 "Grandpa, where's my yo-yo?"
　　 Forget this bastard!
　　 Old Joe sighed~EbookFREE.me~ Touched his grandson’s head and said earnestly: "What kind of yo-yo is the boy playing, isn't marbles fun? Isn't wooden sticks fun?"
　　 The grandson’s expression collapsed almost instantly, and his movements were as skillful as if he had been rehearsed. With a thump, he fell on the ground and rolled into a wheel...
　　 "I want it! I want it! Grandpa, you are partial!"
　　 "Grandpa doesn't love me!"
　　 "I want a yo-yo!"
　　 What's all this!
　　 Damn black-hearted toy dealers, one by one should be dragged to the target!
　　 Old Joe finally chose to yield.
　　 It was not his grandson's slapstick roll that made him feel bad, but his wife said something.
　　 "If you don't coax him well, you can wash his clothes!"
　　 Looking at his grandson's dirty clothes rolling on the floor, Old Joe couldn't help sighing.
　　 Can this be washed?
　　 Coaxing grandson doesn't mean that he has to spend money to buy toys from black enterprises.
　　 The price of 250 yuan, whoever buys is silly!
　　 Old Qiao doesn’t know how to buy it. He decides to come back out of the world and use his exquisite craftsmanship to make a yo-yo exactly like the photon wizard for his grandson!
　　 This thing is not difficult!
　　 Except the bearing components are tricky, the other parts are simply a matter of hand.
　　 Old Qiao finished the plastic parts in three days, and then spent four days studying the bearing design. In the end, it took a week to complete all the copying of the photon wizard.
After 　　 was completed, without waiting for Old Joe to take the photon elf to his grandson, a lawyer's letter was sent to his home.
　　In the letter, the big red seal of the Legal Department of Jiangchuan Pengda Film and Television Culture Co., Ltd. is extremely dazzling.
　　Old Joe: "..."