So after comforting herself, Yang Wanqiu obediently returned the table she was holding and then quickly walked towards the thatched shed that Liu Fugui had just pointed out to search for it.
Chen Shuning didn't rush to pay. Instead, she took Grandpa Liu inside and, with his help, picked out several pieces of furniture that looked like rosewood.
Seeing that she liked rosewood furniture, the old man also picked out a few pieces that Chen Shuning hadn't seen.
Finally, he counted a total of twenty pieces of furniture of different sizes, including an eight-immortal table, a round table, the small kang table that Chen Shuning had initially chosen, a screen, a wardrobe, a display shelf, a pair of official hat chairs, an incense stand, a small table, a desk, and so on.
In Chen Shuning's opinion, these pieces of furniture, plus the canopy bed in her space, are enough to decorate two rooms.
Because it was clear that Chen Shuning genuinely liked the furniture, the old man felt that entrusting it to her would ensure she would take good care of it.
So in the end, the old man only charged Chen Shuning two hundred yuan for all that furniture.
Although two hundred yuan was a lot of money in those days, the old man was still worried about whether Chen Shuning, a young educated youth sent to the countryside, could afford it.
Unexpectedly, the little girl didn't hesitate at all. She took out a handful of money from her small handbag, counted out seventeen ten-yuan bills, and then rummaged around to find some change.
Just as the old man was about to give up and say, "Take whatever you have," the little girl happily handed him a handful of money.
"Exactly two hundred yuan, sir, can you count it?"
Although Liu Fugui claimed that the prices of these items were set by the commune leaders, the truth was that he alone had the final say. After all, he was the only one running the recycling station, and people in that era still held a certain degree of prejudice against the work of collecting scrap. So, he was the one who decided how much to buy and sell.
Despite the large amount of stuff, he didn't actually get much money from those who ransacked his home.
Even after deducting what he handed over to the government, he still had quite a bit left.
Having made a small profit, Liu Fugui was somewhat relieved that his grandson had stolen and sold her canopy bed. After agreeing on the delivery address with Chen Shuning, he was just about to load the car when Yang Wanqiu called him over from outside.
(Chen Shuning: I'm so sorry to that unknown man, I'm really sorry to have made you take the blame. But you really have to take the blame, I'm too weak and frail to carry it.)
Chen Shuning and the old man decided on the small grove where the black market used to be. She carefully stored all these good things in her spatial storage and did not intend to leave them outside for use, so naturally they could not be sent to the educated youth settlement.
After setting a time with the old man, Chen Shuning planned to go to the black market.
However, before leaving, she repeatedly asked the old man to keep it a secret, especially not to let Yang Wanqiu know that she had bought so much furniture.
Liu Fugui was a shrewd man who knew that a young girl who could suddenly come up with two hundred yuan to buy furniture must have some secrets, so he agreed without asking any questions.
However, as Chen Shuning was about to leave the scrap metal recycling station, Yang Wanqiu couldn't help but make a few sarcastic remarks when she saw that Chen Shuning, as she had expected, was not carrying the small kang table.
Chen Shuning, on the other hand, didn't hold it against her because she was in a good mood.
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