Chapter 206 The Magical Minguang Bed Sheets



In the 1980s, the most famous and popular bed sheets were those produced by the Shanghai Bed Sheet Factory.

This kind of bed sheet is made of thick cotton with a pink, orange, light blue or tender green background. There is a big flower in the middle and four small flowers in the four corners. People call it "four dishes and one soup".

This is the famous Minguang brand bed sheet.

This type of bed sheet was extremely popular among the people in the 1970s and 1980s. It was absolutely a must-have item for weddings and had huge sales. Almost every family that could afford it had one. Netizens jokingly called it the "national bed sheet."

But the amazing thing is that this kind of bed sheet will never tear after decades of use, except that it is a little worn due to washing.

Even in 2020, many families are still using it. The quality of this product is really beyond reproach.

In one word, convinced!

There were no quilt covers in this era. What we had were made of large-patterned cloth or silk in bright red or green colors, and the grandmother or mother at home sewed the quilts themselves stitch by stitch. This was basically the case whether in the city or in the countryside.

So when Gu Lin saw such a beautiful and stylish four-piece bed set for the first time, she was immediately attracted to it, and then she ran over and touched it while feeling secretly happy.

I thought how enviable it would be if I could buy one when I got married.

"Why, do you like it?"

Gu Lin nodded quickly, pretending to be pitiful and said, "I like it. I can use it during the Chinese New Year."

Chen Xia pretended not to know, "Why are you buying this for the New Year? You have sheets at home, right?"

"Hmph, Chen Lao Er, are you thinking of breaking off the engagement? Be careful or I'll throw you straight into the Huangpu River."

"Hahaha, buy it then. Don't just fancy the bright red one, it's too tacky. Look, these striped ones, the ones with small flowers, the light green ones, and the sky blue ones are all good."

Gu Lin looked at them one by one, then said distressedly, "They are all so beautiful, I can't choose."

"If you can't decide, just buy them all. We can't use them all anyway, so you can give them to your relatives later. Give one set to Comrade Gu, one set to your two brothers, and one set to any of your sisters when they get married. I guarantee you'll become the most popular best friend."

Gu Lin's eyes were already full of stars, and then a whole cart of various four-piece suits was pushed away.

Finally, because everyone bought so many things, the Friendship Store thoughtfully arranged for a staff member to help organize and store them so that they could travel light.

At that time, the Friendship Store also sold precious Chinese medicinal materials, antiques, and other items.

Chen Xia walked around but couldn't understand what made the antiques so valuable. The salesperson explained that these were items from after the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, and Chen Xia instantly lost interest.

I was thinking about when I would have the chance to take Ying Yuanyue to the ghost market at the Panjiayuan construction site in the capital. That place is a paradise for the antique world, and of course it could also be a paradise for counterfeiters.

When Gu Lin passed by the herbal medicine counter, she saw a 50-year-old wild ginseng being sold for 1,000 yuan. She couldn't help but stick out her tongue and said to her boyfriend:

"The prices here are just like killing pigs. I'm lucky if I can sell 50-year-old ginseng in my hometown for 100 yuan."

The speaker may not have intended it, but the listener took it to heart. Chen Xia's eyes lit up, as if he had found a good way to increase and preserve value.

These precious medicinal herbs have all been hyped up to sky-high prices decades later, and there is still no market for them.

Ginseng is okay and has been famous since ancient times.

Like the winter grass and summer grass, in the 1970s and 1980s, no one cared about them on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. They were all eaten by cattle and sheep as grass. Chen Xia felt that he could exchange a box of amoxicillin for a sack.

In a few decades, winter and summer grasses will be sold by the root, with one root costing several hundred yuan. What you eat will be considered gold rather than money.

The efficacy of the drug was also exaggerated, as if it could cure any disease.

Many small business owners like to soak one or two cordyceps, feeling a sense of well-being afterward. This is largely a psychological effect. To truly achieve the medicinal benefits of cordyceps, you don't need to take a handful; that's not enough to achieve a therapeutic dose.

Thinking back on this, Chen Xia couldn't help but sigh at the horror of capital. From upstream to downstream, from soft articles to ghostwriters, it has become a complete industrial chain.

But those poor rich people believed it without a doubt and paid the IQ tax, while the speculators behind the scenes made a fortune.

Chen Xia despised these capitalists very much, so he decided to participate if he had the chance, and then make some money by taking a ride. After all, the poor couldn't afford it, so he didn't feel guilty about making money from the rich.

Robbing the rich to help the poor, and upholding justice.

Seeing her boyfriend staring blankly at the herbal medicine counter, Gu Lin pulled him aside and asked, "Chen Lao Er, which salesperson do you have your eye on?"

This is a fatal question.

"No, why would I look at them? With a beauty like you by my side, everything else is nothing."

"Hmph," the long-legged girl walked away proudly, and Chen Xia apologized and bowed to the sales clerks.

In fact, all the sales clerks in the Friendship Store are pretty and fair-skinned, and they speak fluent English and French. How could they not be beautiful and have good temperament?

In the end, I only spent less than 10,000 yuan of the 25,000 yuan foreign exchange coupons, less than half of it, and this was after a crazy shopping spree.

Chen Xia was speechless. It was difficult to spend money these days.

Carrying large and small bags, the group happily returned to Yuezhou and started working again.

Chen Xia and Gu Lin agreed to wear couple outfits to work today. Both of them wore light blue jeans, Chen Xia wore a black polo shirt, and Gu Lin wore a pink polo shirt, and they wore Nike sneakers on their feet.

When she appeared at the Fourth Hospital in this outfit, over 100% of people turned their heads to look at her.

This was also the first time that any staff member of the Fourth Hospital wore jeans. The older people shook their heads when they saw it, thinking that it was strange clothing and very unpleasant.

But the young employees don’t think so. This outfit looks fashionable and generous, with a simple beauty different from the Dacron shirt. It is particularly sunny, youthful and fashionable.

As soon as Gu Lin parked her bicycle, she was surrounded by the young nurses.

"Xiao Lin, where did you buy these clothes and pants? They look so nice."

Gu Lin was still as carefree as ever. "I bought it at the Friendship Store in Shanghai. I heard from Chen Xia that young people from other countries wear it this way. And you know what? It's really breathable and comfortable when I wear it."

"Wow, is this foreign? Is it expensive?"

"It's not bad. I remember this T-shirt was 59 yuan, and the jeans were 98 yuan. But these sneakers are a bit expensive. They said they were American. I spent about 175 yuan."

Everyone around wanted to beat this pretentious guy to death. This outfit cost more than 300 yuan, which is almost half a year's salary for them, and he actually said it was not expensive.

But they really misunderstood Gu Lin. This little girl had no idea about money at all.

That's all. She didn't even mention that these clothes were bought with foreign exchange coupons. You have to know that Chen Xia had 25,000 yuan in his hands at the time. Compared to that, clothes worth 59 yuan were really a drop in the bucket.

Fortunately, she had some brains at the critical moment and did not blurt out what she said, otherwise it would have caused another scandal if outsiders knew about it.

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