Chapter 225 A Broken-legged Eight Immortals Table



Chapter 225 A Broken-legged Eight Immortals Table

Then Liu Jinfeng started talking about her shop rental.

This shop was previously a teahouse, so there are a lot of tables, chairs and benches left over. They are all good things, but they are big and heavy, making it very difficult to move them.

You have to know that in the 1970s, tables, chairs and benches were considered important furniture. It would cost more than ten yuan to ask a carpenter to make the most ordinary fir table, which was half a month's salary for an ordinary family.

The cabinet that Chu Yue had asked a carpenter to make was also quite expensive.

So although Liu Jinfeng felt that these tables and benches were in the way, she was reluctant to throw them away or give them away, and planned to move them back to her hometown in the countryside and put them away first.

Chu Yue took the opportunity to ask, "Just put it in the countryside? If no one lives at home, the wood will easily get damp and it will be damaged by moisture."

"Of course I can't just leave them like this. I don't need these things at home, and if I keep them for too long, they'll easily be targeted by relatives. I'll just put them aside for now, and when someone wants to buy them back, I'll sell them. Don't look at these tables as they're a bit tattered, but they're all made of good wood and can sell for a lot of money."

Speaking of money, Liu Jinfeng thought of something more important. She smiled at Chu Yue, squinting her eyes, looking like a kind-hearted person, and seeing that Chu Yue was young, she tried to trick her.

"Big sister, I saw Master Pei and Miss Pei go to your shop earlier. You also rent a shop from the Pei family. Tell me, big sister, how much is your annual rent? Two hundred or three hundred?"

Liu Jinfeng didn't mention her price, but only asked about Chu Yue's. It was obvious that she was just asking empty questions.

Chu Yue would not be fooled by this and was not stupid enough to tell him all her rent.

Besides, Liu Jinfeng asked this question, obviously because she didn't know that the Pei family had lost their child and Pei Hanchuan wanted to refund the rent. If she really knew, Liu Jinfeng would never say these words, and would even be envious to death.

Chu Yue simply pretended not to understand and didn't care. She just stared at the table and said with a frown.

"My house just needs a table like this. It's the perfect size..." Chu Yue dragged out her words, pointing to the obviously dented surface, "It's just too old and broken. Forget it, I'll just find a carpenter to make a new one."

Chu Yue clearly came for this table, but at this moment, she pretended to be regretful.

How could Liu Jinfeng, who has been in business for decades, let Chu Yue go?

She grabbed him and said, "Sister, so you're in need of a table! What a coincidence! Take a closer look, it's such a nice table! It's sturdy! The wood, the color, it's mahogany! It'll last you at least fifty years! At worst, I'll give you a discount, ten...eight dollars! Just eight dollars! An eight-immortals table, eight dollars, how auspicious! We businesspeople love lucky numbers!"

While they were talking, the strong young man Zhao Dahu came out of the shop carrying a stool. When he heard that Liu Jinfeng wanted to sell a broken table for eight yuan, his eyes widened.

He still remembered that Chu Yue was almost hit just now, but she was not angry with him at all, and did not even say a harsh word.

Zhao Dahu shouted from the side, "Madam, you can't scare people. This table looks red because it's painted red. It's not made of mahogany at all. When I first moved it, one of the legs was loose. You still want to sell this table for eight yuan? You're just trying to hurt people."

"You poor brat, have you ever seen rosewood? Do you know as much as I do? I said rosewood is rosewood." Liu Jinfeng glared at Zhao Dahu fiercely, then quickly turned to look at Chu Yue, trying to persuade her to buy a table.

Chu Yue shook her head. "So it's not made of mahogany. Forget it, I don't want this table anymore."

"No, sister, don't go. I'll give you a discount." Liu Jinfeng held Chu Yue's hand tightly. In fact, this table was also troublesome for her. She had to send it back to the countryside and look after it. If she sold it later, she would have to move it back. It would take a lot of effort to go back and forth.

Liu Jinfeng rolled her eyes. "Big sister, six dollars... six dollars... five dollars... four dollars and a half! Don't leave... four dollars! This is the lowest price, four dollars!"

Chu Yue said, "Three. One of the four legs of the table is broken, and I need to find someone to repair it."

Liu Jinfeng couldn't believe that Chu Yue, who looked so innocent, had such a hard mouth.

The price of three yuan was indeed a bit low, but it didn't matter, she could get it back from somewhere else.

Liu Jinfeng glanced at Zhao Dahu, who was still moving furniture, and an idea came to her mind. "Three dollars is three dollars! Since we'll be neighbors in the future, I'll sell it to you!"

Chu Yue took out three dollars and said, "Count it, three dollars, and this table is mine."

"I've counted it. You can take the table." Liu Jinfeng patted the table, and a pile of dust came out from the cracks in the table. It was really a shabby table. She was so happy that someone was willing to buy it.

Chu Yue also borrowed someone from Liu Jinfeng, the strong young man Zhao Dahu, to help move things over.

Liu Jinfeng happily counted the money without any hesitation and waved her hand for Zhao Dahu to help.

Zhao Dahu put the table on his shoulders without saying anything and asked Chu Yue, "Boss, where are you sending it to?"

At first glance, the young man was tall and strong, with muscular body and full of strength. He was carrying a table with ease, which showed that he was really strong.

"there--"

Chu Yue pointed in the direction, then walked over to Lu Zhanlin and Lu Yuanbao and whispered, "I bought it, three dollars."

"Are we short of tables?" Lu Zhanlin asked doubtfully. Such a large table could hardly be put into Chu Yue's small warehouse.

Chu Yue nodded vigorously and said, "It's missing! It's missing! You'll know when you get back."

Chu Yue didn't let Zhao Dahu take the main road. Instead, they made a detour and walked back through the alley at the back. The alley was narrow and the eight-immortals table was too big, so it was very difficult to move it in. However, this way, they would not disturb Ye Zhaodi and Xu Feng in front.

Lu Zhanlin lent a hand and the table was smoothly put into the small warehouse, although it was a little crowded.

"Boss, the table has been delivered. I'm going back now." Zhao Dahu's face flushed red from exertion. He didn't even have time to catch his breath before he clapped his hands and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute—" Chu Yue stopped him, took out a dollar from her pocket and handed it to Zhao Dahu, "Your hard work fee."

Zhao Dahu quickly shook his head, "I can't accept this money. It's just a short trip, a simple matter. You don't have to pay me."

Chu Yue said, "This dollar is not only for your hard work, but also for reminding me that this table is not made of rosewood. Besides, if I buy this table, you will have one less thing to move for Sister Jin Feng, and she will definitely deduct your wages. So take it."

Chu Yue saw the shrewdness in Liu Jinfeng's eyes and stuffed a dollar into Zhao Dahu's hand.

Zhao Dahu took the money and hesitated again and again. Most importantly, he was half-believing and half-doubting what Chu Yue said.

He was moving things for Liu Jinfeng and the agreed wage for the day was one dollar. Could it be that he would be deducted from his wages?

He didn't want to take Chu Yue's dollar, but he couldn't lose Liu Jinfeng's salary, as his family was still relying on his money for food.

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