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Chapter 236 Indian Craft Shop

The British bulldog trotted over with some blood on his neck, as if he had forcibly broken the chain and fled.

The white and brown short hair, with a pleated face, looked proud, squatting down in front of Han Xuan, looking up and shaking his tail.

Han Xuan held its head to check the scars, and purple blood marks were polished under the nylon rope, rubbed it, and asked in a low voice: "Come to find me?"

...It turns out that's not the case.

It ran to Snoopy and sniffed, barking.

He bent down and found that the bulldog was a bitch. Han Xuan realized that he was in sensational and said hatefully: "Beasts are worse than beasts, Snoopy is just a child!"

Seeing his dog pounce on the Alaskan sled dog, the old black man opened his mouth and hurriedly ran to the bulldog to pull the chain, "Sorry, sorry, there is only one dog on the ranch. I'm a little excited to see his kind!"

Snoopy thought it was fighting, and he was shaking his eyebrows.

Han Xuan covered his head with his hands: "Second guy, do you know that you almost lost your virginity?"

When someone dragged the bulldog back, he saw it lying on the ground and grabbed a long mark. Nelson's old face turned purple: "I've caused you trouble."

My son said that he could give you 10% off the total price and give you 10% off on the basis of the 10% off the total price, and he could also give you some saplings.

Although planting fruit seedlings just prune branches and insert them on the ground to let them grow on their own, it actually takes a lot of time to take care of the seedlings. The labor cost is too high, and this is the best price.

Mr. Han, you must not be as cheap as I want when you go to Helena City. It is smaller than ours and you can’t find so many fruit trees and seedlings.”

"The deal will be negotiated at another 20% off."

The boy's father said that when discussing business, he falsely reported some price to give the other party a room to bargain. He was not afraid that he would not agree, and continued: "In addition, several experienced experts are needed to help me take care of me for a while. The cowboys are not very clear about planting fruit trees."

Nelson grinned and said, "Okay, okay, just follow what you said.

I will send someone to your ranch to inspect the soil and see what is suitable for planting. For example, blueberries like sunshine, so it is better to plant them on sunny hillsides.

Apples are suitable for planting in valleys, otherwise it will be difficult to pick and transport. This time, the deposit is only 20%, and the remaining delivery will be paid."

Sign the temporary contract and drive to the south of Grand Falls.

After ate through the suburbs, I found the familiar road, and soon followed the Missouri River to the bottom of the waterfall.

The waterfall is more than 30 meters wide and is about three floors high. I took a boat to take photos nearby as a souvenir. After a long time, my ears couldn't stand it. Han's father pulled them back and said loudly: "In the past, there was a little more water! A dam was built upstream, but now the water volume is more than half smaller. Let's look far away and you're going to be deaf..."

Gradually away from the waterfall.

Montana has beautiful scenery, and it's just that if you see too much.

So this waterfall became a place for them to regulate their mood, attracting many nearby residents to come and travel, forming a suburban town of the Great Falls.

Hotels and restaurants are everywhere in the town, and various local handicrafts are placed at the doors of the shops to sell them to tourists.

Tourists gathered on the grass and barbecue and chatted. They could vaguely hear the sound of water flowing from the waterfall. Han Xuan followed his father shopping and asked about the smell of barbecue. He sighed that he shouldn't have eaten so much pizza just now.

Snoopy slipped away, ran to the group of tourists to act cute, asked for a small steak, and returned to the owner with satisfaction.

Passing by an Indian craft shop, Han's father said to Harris: "Go in and buy some specialties? Indians have lived here for thousands of years. The cultural style is quite unique. Every place is different. They can be kept as souvenirs."

Harris stretched his head and looked into the store. A big bearded man was sitting by the counter, showing a smile that was not in line with his image. He stood up and said, "What do you want to buy? Boy, these are purely handmade, and our tribe produces them themselves."

"I will call you when I encounter something I like, don't worry about us, sir." Han Xuan walked into the store, and there were pottery jars, clay sculptures, jewelry, fabrics and other objects on the shelves, all with Indian indigenous culture characteristics.

Touching the bark cloth hanging on the wall, it feels very hard, just like the name. This kind of cloth is made of bark and needs to be soaked in the sea for more than half a month. Montana has no sea, so what he said about tribal manufacturing naturally became a joke.

The shapes of handicrafts are mostly derived from nature. The wood carvings in front of them are made into the shape of two bears fighting. They are quite round and rolling. Seeing Harris taking a set of clay-shaped owl ornaments, holding a basket and putting the wood carving in, he said to him: "I'll help you get it, be careful of it breaking it."

Under the economic impact, Indians could not avoid changes, and made various funny styles according to their own people's image, such as riding a motorcycle in traditional clothes, handmade skirts underneath, suits on the upper body, holding the microphone and singing in a twisted face.

The silver jewelry polished various gems, animal teeth, bones, etc. into bead shapes, used different gems to piece together some mosaic totems, picked a few beautiful ones and put them in the basket, and heard Harris' voice, "Here, Han!"

"What? Bows and arrows, aren't these controlled products? Can they be sold?"

"It's not controlled products, here they are works of art, all used by the tribe members in their daily lives, unlike the others that can only be used as decorations." said the owner.

Han Xuan picked up the phone and tried it, but he didn't pull it away with all his strength. "It's really useful, Dad, let's buy it and go back to play?"

The boy's father knocked on his head: "Don't harm the animals in the pastures, don't buy them. Look at those feathered headdresses. There are still people wearing them in Hawaii now, and they are really beautiful.

Your mother saw a handmade carpet in Hawaii. It was too big to bring it back, so she didn't buy it. She helped me find out if there was any good looking one."

"Um."

Han Xuan agreed, looking up at the style of the blanket on the wall, and then heard Harris shouting: "Han, are these words written in Chinese?"

"Chinese?"

How could this happen in the Indian craft shop? I walked over and lay down by the counter and saw a silver coin lying in a box with the words "Made in Hunan Province, Guangxu Yuanbao, Kuping Seven Cents and Two Fen."

This was strange, and he asked the Indian shop owner: "Sir, can you show it to me?"

"Of course, are you Chinese?"

"It's true that he is a Chinese." Han's father walked around the circle and couldn't find anything he liked, so he came over and asked, "What?"

"A silver coin."

Han Xuan turned it over, with a dragon engraved on the front, and a circle around it was marked in English, and said, "It may be that the transactions and circulation were brought to the United States in the past, or it was robbed during the war, and there were too many Chinese cultural relics in the United States.

Hearing this, the shopkeeper raised his hands: "Those wars are not about us Indians. I came wholesale from suppliers and found it when I got home."

"Dad, I think my mom will like the blanket with a white-tailed deer pattern on it. I bought this coin, and the ones in the basket. How much does it cost in total?"

After taking a calculator and pressing it for a long time, the owner said, "$1,435."

"1435? Why don't you grab it? You will be given up to $500. No wonder there are fewer tourists. The price is too high. Who dares to come and play in the future!"

Han's father opened his eyes and shouted.
Chapter completed!
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