Chapter 97 Trust Store Secondhand Goods
After Old Xu left, the three Lin family members re-inspected the house inside and out. Jin Caifeng became more and more satisfied as she looked:
"Our son is quite discerning. He now owns a house with a private courtyard. This is not something that ordinary employees can get, haha."
Lin Sanqi thought that ordinary employees didn't have the money to renovate the house. If it wasn't renovated, this house would be overgrown with weeds and full of insects and rats, like a haunted house like Lanruo Temple. Who would be willing to live there? To put it bluntly, it all comes down to money.
Lin Kushen was also quite satisfied:
"Okay, the house is done. Your mom and I have taken a day off to rest today. Let's go buy furniture."
Jin Caifeng slapped his head:
"Look, I forgot about this. I've already told many of my colleagues at work, and they're all helping me get furniture tickets. Once we get the tickets, we'll go buy new furniture. Don't worry, Qizi, Auntie will definitely get you all 36 legs."
Lin Sanqi was filled with questions: "Mom, what do you mean by 36 legs? That sounds scary."
"This kid doesn't even understand what 36 legs mean. Think about it, one piece of furniture has four legs, and a complete set of furniture is a bed, a wardrobe, a chest of drawers, a nightstand, a table, and four chairs. That adds up to 36 legs, right?
"I'm telling you, son, these 36 legs are very particular. When you get married, the girl will ask if you have all 36 legs and the three major items ready. If you say no, a good girl won't marry you."
Lin Sanqi thought that it was not easy to get married no matter what era it was.
Women in later generations had to own a house, a car and savings, but women nowadays want a complete set of furniture and three major appliances. How can ordinary people afford this?
At this time, Lin Kucan shook his head:
Jin Caifeng was about to refute, but when she thought of her old friends in Huadu who ended up losing both their money and their lives, she suddenly felt a little depressed.
If it weren't for Lin Kucan's foresight, he would have decisively closed the clinic and even sold everything in the house, leaving only the ancestral home, and then resolutely signed up to support the north and left the circle of right and wrong.
Otherwise, it would be a question whether the Lin family can survive.
"Okay, then let's not buy furniture. My son's house is so empty, how can he sleep without even a bed? He can't just keep sleeping on the floor, right?"
Lin Kucan laughed and waved his hand:
"Come on, let's not buy new furniture, let's buy second-hand. I've already been to the Trust Store and there's a lot of second-hand furniture there. Qizi, you don't mind second-hand goods, do you?"
Lin Sanqi thought again, I am a person who traveled through these two eras, and I don’t even know how many nights I will stay here, so it doesn’t matter whether it is new or old.
"Dad, I don't care. It's always right to listen to you!"
Lin Kucan laughed out loud when he heard this: "I gave birth to three sons. The eldest is Mu, the second is Jian, and I never thought that the youngest son would be a sly one. It's true that every son of a dragon has his own unique characteristics."
Jin Caifeng was dissatisfied: "Go away! How can you say that about your own son?"
The Trust Store is located at the west entrance of Dongsi Toutiao. It only takes a family of three more than ten minutes to walk there from Daqudeng Hutong.
Trust stores, also called commission stores by old Beijingers, are a special product of the 1950s and 1960s.
Trust stores are equivalent to the "pawnshops" in ancient times. They sell everything from furniture, home appliances, clothes and shoes, daily necessities, and transportation. The key point is that they don't require "tickets".
Of course, some of them are "confiscated dead objects", and all the money from selling them belongs to the state. As for the source, uh, haha.
This kind of second-hand goods can be invoiced and have certain after-sales services, so it is also a Taobao holy land for those who have money and free time.
However, most ordinary people are averse to second-hand goods, so the business is not very popular.
Lin Sanqi stood at the door of the Trust Store, a two-story brick building with a wooden facade. The sign was very perfunctorily made and looked rather shabby. On the left was a post office and on the right was a garment factory.
In fact, if you go into the alley on the left side of the Trust Store and walk 20 meters, you will find Hou Baolin’s house. Hou Baolin’s second son is also considered a traitor by everyone.
Lin Kucan was wearing a white shirt, suit pants, and a pair of black-framed glasses, looking like an old intellectual. As soon as he entered the trust store, a salesperson came forward and asked politely:
"Comrade, you look familiar. What can I do for you?"
"Hey, I've been here a few times before, and this time I came here to buy some furniture."
While Lin Kucan was communicating with the salesperson, Lin Sanqi was also looking around. He was quite curious to see what kind of goods were on the counter.
It’s a pity that this is not a treasure appraisal novel, otherwise Lin Sanqi would have to find all kinds of treasures here and buy them in 2013.
But Lin Sanqi didn't know that trust stores didn't sell antiques. Antiques were sold in special antique stores or friendship stores, which sold them to foreigners to earn foreign exchange.
"I'm buying furniture. This is a big one. It's in our yard. Please come this way."
The salesperson led everyone around to the backyard, where there was a large warehouse filled with all kinds of old furniture placed in a mess.
Lin Kucan had done his homework beforehand and had visited the location several times before, so he took out a piece of paper and wrote the name of the furniture he needed with a brush:
"Comrade, we need a bed, a desk, an eight-person table, a chest of drawers, and a large wardrobe. In addition, we need a chair for the desk and four stools for the eight-person table. We don't need eight stools because the place is small."
The salesperson looked at him and smiled: "Oh, comrade, you are quite well prepared. I wonder what your requirements are for the wood and craftsmanship of the furniture?"
Lin Sanqi thought of an interview program he had listened to in his previous life. Ma Moduo said that in 1980 he bought a broken table made of rosewood from a professor at Tsinghua University for 5 yuan. He wondered if he could try his luck here.
So I whispered in my father's ear, "Dad, I want red sandalwood. If not, huanghuali, rosewood, or wenge will also do."
Lin Kucan glanced at his youngest son in surprise, then chuckled and said softly, "Don't be anxious..."
"Comrade, I've already found some furniture I've chosen. Come with me and I'll show it to you."
After Lin Kucan finished speaking, he took the salesperson to the pile of furniture.
The old man had a very good memory. He walked among the messy furniture like a leisurely dragon. He pointed at something and the salesperson quickly wrote it down and signaled other staff to move it away.
Half an hour later, the yard was filled with all the furniture on the list.
Even if Lin Sanqi didn't understand much, he could see the extraordinaryness of these furniture and was so excited that he was speechless.
The salesperson also said happily:
"Old comrade, you have good taste. If these furniture were in the old times, ordinary people wouldn't be able to afford them. Even this four-door wardrobe is said to have come from the palace. In the old times, you couldn't get it without thousands of dollars."
Lin Sanqi gasped when he heard this. Oh my god, the stuff in the palace, make a fortune~~~
(End of this chapter)
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