While excited, Chen Shuning also felt somewhat guilty. He had secretly taken such a valuable item, which was no different from stealing.
But if she were to take the item out now, putting aside whether she would be willing to part with it, the fact that such a large item disappeared into thin air and then reappeared would easily be considered a paranormal event, even if it didn't attract the attention of the relevant departments.
So when Chen Shuning heard the gatekeeper ask for twenty yuan, he didn't even think about bargaining. Instead, he thought about giving more as compensation.
So Chen Shuning, who speaks quickly without thinking, said directly, "Since the item is so valuable, is twenty yuan too little? Otherwise, I'll add some more for you, so you won't be put in a difficult position later."
Nowadays, scrap metal recycling stations are all government-owned. Chen Shuning was worried about putting the elderly person in a difficult position, especially after she took the canopy bed. Chen Shuning wanted to give more money as a way of making amends.
Liu Fugui naturally wouldn't have thought of these things, because Chen Shuning had only been there for about half an hour. The walls around the scrap metal recycling station were high enough, and there was only one gate, so Liu Fugui would never have dreamed that the canopy bed he had assumed his grandson had stolen would have been taken by this little girl.
Therefore, he didn't think that Chen Shuning wanted to raise the price because of that and wanted compensation. He just felt that the little girl in front of him was honest and Liu Fugui would naturally not ask for more.
After all, these things cost a lot of money when they were acquired, even just a few dollars.
Those so-called revolutionary committees and Red Guards, under certain pretexts, confiscated these things from other people's homes, and then turned them over to him to exchange for money to line their own pockets.
Knowing the trickery involved, he naturally wouldn't offer a high price.
Moreover, people nowadays don't value these things. Due to the misinterpretation by some people with ulterior motives, the decisions and policies of the top leaders have been distorted, leading to many people being wronged and persecuted, and many of these cultural heritages being destroyed.
In their eyes, these are all old things that need to be eliminated. Where are people who still know that these are actually cultural treasures left to us by our ancestors?
All he can do now is protect these things as much as possible. If he encounters someone who genuinely likes these items, he will sell some without violating his principles.
Whether ordinary people buy them for their own use or they are bought and collected by discerning individuals, it's better for these cultural relics than to leave these precious things to gather dust in dilapidated warehouses.
However, it was precisely because of Chen Shuning's seemingly foolish actions in the old man's eyes that Chen Shuning left an impression of being simple and honest in the old man's eyes. In the days that followed, Chen Shuning got along with this old man, who seemed easy to get along with but actually didn't trust anyone, like a real grandfather and grandson.
Of course, that's all in the future. Right now, the old man's complexion, which wasn't great to begin with, has improved a lot because of Chen Shuning's words.
He waved his hand with a smile and said, "No need, no need. This is already a lot of money. These are prices set by the leaders. I don't have the authority to set prices arbitrarily."
As he spoke, the old man glanced meaningfully at Yang Wanqiu, who had also brought out a small kang table, and said loudly, "Yours is made of rosewood, fifteen yuan."
Yang Wanqiu, who was busy searching for the kang table, did not pay attention to the conversation between the two, so she did not know that the old man had asked for twenty yuan for the table in Chen Shuning's hand.
Therefore, when she heard that the old wooden table in her hand cost fifteen yuan, she was so shocked that she almost threw the table away.
Looking at the old man in disbelief, he exclaimed, "What? What did you say? This little broken table costs fifteen yuan? A new one would only cost a few yuan. Why are you charging so much for this old one? Why don't you just rob someone?"
Yang Wanqiu had been quite polite when she entered, and with her sweet appearance and constant address of "Grandpa," and judging from her clothes, she didn't seem like someone who was short of money, so the old man led her into his treasure vault.
Who would have thought that even a 15-yuan rosewood table was too expensive, when in fact he hadn't asked for more than that price.
So the old man, who was being questioned, was a little unhappy. He immediately frowned and said in a cold tone, "This price wasn't set by me. I don't have that much power. If you're not satisfied, go ask the commune leaders. Don't make a fuss here."
Upon hearing this, Yang Wanqiu realized that at this time, scrap metal collection stations were still state-owned, and the price was indeed likely set by the commune leaders.
If someone with ulterior motives were to overhear what she just said, they could easily accuse her of questioning the Party's decisions.
Thinking of this, Yang Wanqiu felt a wave of fear and quickly put on a smiling face to explain, "Why are you asking? Sir, I was just too surprised when I heard the price. You see, I'm just a young educated youth sent to the countryside. I only thought of coming here to take a look because I couldn't afford new furniture. That's why I lost my composure when I heard the price. Please be magnanimous and don't hold it against me, okay?"
After hearing Yang Wanqiu's explanation, Liu Fugui realized that he had misunderstood. It turned out that he was not there to find good things, but to buy cheap goods, so he didn't bother to argue with Yang Wanqiu.
He pointed to the thatched shed in the southwest corner of the yard and said, "Why didn't you say so earlier? Over there, over there are all cheap furniture, but delivery isn't included. If you need delivery, it will cost an extra two cents."
Although Yang Wanqiu felt it was a bit embarrassing to leave in such a humiliating way, she didn't think Chen Shuning would spend tens of yuan to buy a broken table.
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