Along the way, Lin Chuan pondered that he hadn't asked Fu Tongyuan what the gold chain looked like last time.
Although he had a fleeting thought that Lin Qingyou might not be Zhou Xiuying and Lin Fugui's son, he also felt that such a coincidence was unlikely.
But how could Zhou Xiuying and Lin Fugui possibly have a gold chain?
Putting everything else aside, my ancestors for three generations were poor farmers. Forget about gold chains, even getting enough to eat was a problem.
Forty years ago, being able to survive was considered an immense blessing.
In recent years, people have hardly seen any gold, silver, or jade.
Lin Chuan rushed to the silversmith's shop, where there were other people who wanted silver jewelry made.
Lin Chuan looked around first, then said, "Boss, make me a silver bracelet."
"Okay, what size do you want? Do you need a design? If you have any silver coins or anything, you can exchange them. If not, the current price of silver is one dollar and fifty-eight cents per gram."
Upon hearing this, Lin Chuan thought, "It's quite an expensive price."
However, he remembered that this was a time when silver prices fluctuated, and they would become even more expensive later.
Lin Chuan asked for paper and a pen, and drew a wheat ear. "This design, I need 30 grams."
The shopkeeper took one look and said, "Comrade, your drawing is quite nice. Okay, I'll take care of it. Come and pick it up in half a month. Ten yuan deposit."
Lin Chuan paid ten yuan, and the shopkeeper wrote him a note and stamped it.
Lin Chuan folded the paper and put it away.
After the other customer who bought jewelry left the shop, Lin Chuan asked, "Boss, do you only sell silver here? Do you have gold?"
The shopkeeper chuckled, "Comrade, you've come at just the right time. I just bought a chain; would you like to take a look?"
Lin Chuan nodded. "Then let's take a look."
"I want to buy it for my wife, but there isn't much gold available now."
As the boss searched, he said, "We're a small business. The price of gold is too high, we can't afford to buy it. We can only trade a little bit here and there."
While waiting, Lin Chuan asked, "Boss, what's the price of gold per gram here right now?"
"Thirty-eight yuan and twenty cents," the shopkeeper said. "I heard from the bottom of my head that the price is going to go up, maybe even to fifty yuan. If you want to buy, today is the perfect time."
The boss took a box out of the cabinet below.
The box was opened, and inside was a handkerchief.
The handkerchief was opened again, and a gold chain lay there.
Lin Chuan picked up the gold chain. "Boss, how many grams does this weigh?"
"18.6 grams".
Lin Chuan silently calculated in his mind that it would cost at least seven hundred yuan.
That's a lot of money.
"Boss, you definitely shouldn't be offering this for this price."
The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Comrade, I'll definitely offer a discount, but I have to make a little profit, right?"
Lin Chuan examined the gold chain closely and could tell that it was quite old. It was made with ordinary craftsmanship, with one link after another, and nothing particularly special.
If such a gold chain were taken out, it would likely belong to a once prominent family, many of whom possessed one.
But Lin Chuan was not willing to give up.
He looked at it carefully several times, but didn't find anything.
"Comrade, have you decided? If you have, I'll give you a two-dollar discount, how about it?"
Seven hundred yuan is indeed too much for Lin Chuan right now.
Because he needs money for many things right now.
But what if he doesn't get his hands on this gold chain today? What if Lin Qingyou really is Fu Tongyuan's brother?
Lin Chuan's mind raced with various thoughts.
"Comrade, if you've really decided on this, I advise you to buy it now. The price will definitely go up in a few days, so you'll make a profit if you buy it now."
Lin Chuan was silent for a moment, then said, "Boss, I don't have that much money with me. I'll leave you two hundred yuan as a deposit. You can keep this gold chain for me, and I'll come back to get the money later."
The boss was very happy and said cheerfully, "Okay, no problem, I'll wait for you."
Back at the noodle shop, Lin Chuan took out another five hundred yuan.
Lin Ping saw this and casually asked, "Da Chuan, why did you only take five hundred? Aren't you going to Xuancheng? You'll need money for many things, so just keep a little for yourself."
Lin Chuan said, "I'll use this money to buy some things first, and I'll come back to get it later."
He didn't tell Lin Ping or Lin Chuan about buying the gold chain.
He needs to meet with Fu Tongyuan to get a definite answer to this matter.
This was something Lin Chuan felt he had to do after weighing the options.
If he gives up this time and the gold chain falls into someone else's hands, it will be troublesome for him to find it again.
Lin Chuan returned to the silversmith shop, and the owner hurriedly came to greet him.
He counted the money to the shopkeeper, saying, "Count it."
The boss was overjoyed; he made a profit from this sale.
Lin Chuan took the gold chain in his hand and asked, "Boss, I've bought it. Can you tell me how much you paid for it?"
With the money in hand, the boss scratched his head and said, "To be honest, I calculated it at 15% depreciation and gave that person 600 yuan."
Lin Chuan nodded. "Thank you for telling me, boss."
After saying that, he put the gold chain into his inner pocket and left.
If the depreciation is calculated at 85%, then Lin Fugui received 600 yuan?
Six hundred yuan to save Lin Xinglong's dog life?
If his father really was the child the Fu family lost more than forty years ago, then the gold chain that the Fu family had kindly given away actually saved the life of Lin Fugui's descendant.
Why should I?!
Lin Chuan, with his gold chain and other belongings in hand, boarded the bus to Xuancheng, his mind heavy with worry.
If this gold chain really belongs to the Fu family, then he wants Lin Fugui to return the six hundred yuan.
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