I just don't know why it is so well preserved and can stay here for so long? Luo Qiao thought about how to tell the people outside about these furnitures later, and went to the next room, which was full of broken copper and rotten iron, and didn't find anything useful.
After going around several other warehouses, he returned to the room with books and newspapers to look for some books, then took his backpack and went out.
I was wondering if the furniture had an owner, so I weighed it and paid the bill when I got to the door.
Luo Qiao asked, "Aunt, I want to ask if the two chairs and the small table against the wall in the warehouse are for sale?"
The aunt didn't expect that the little girl would like those things. Those things were asked to be kept by someone from the Revolutionary Committee, but that person got into trouble and went to jail years ago. Since those things were a little expensive, no one wanted them, so they were just thrown there.
Luo Qiao was afraid that they would think she was just asking casually and not take her words seriously: "My family is from the countryside outside the city, and my brother is getting married soon, but we don't have much money to buy furniture.
So I want to ask if the chairs and tables inside are for sale? If the price is right, we will buy them, and it will also make my brother's wedding more glorious."
The staff at the door looked at each other, and the auntie said, "Why don't we ask her and see what it says?"
So a middle-aged man behind her walked into the office behind him, and a few minutes later the uncle came out and said, "I asked, that furniture can be sold, but the price is not low.
Of course it is definitely cheaper than making a new one, but as you can see, except for one chair with a broken leg, the others can be like new after a coat of paint.
The two tables and three chairs cost thirty-five yuan. When Luo Qiao heard the price, she felt the pain in her heart.
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "It's in our office. If you want it, we can move it out."
Luo Qiao said somewhat embarrassedly: "Uncle, can you make it cheaper? We really don't have that much money."
The uncle probably thought that the girl in front of him couldn't afford that much money, so he didn't want to waste words with her: "The minimum is thirty yuan, no lower. If you can take it, take it. If not, just forget it."
Luo Qiao pretended to look pitiful and asked, "Uncle, can it really not be any less? That thing is just there to block the dust. If it's a little less, we'll take it."
The uncle said, "It can't be any lower. I really don't want any more of those furniture from you. If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do."
Luo Qiao lowered her head and thought for a long time, then looked up at the uncle: "Uncle, can you help me get to the place at the corner in front? My family will come to pick me up later, so they don't have to come again. Otherwise, we will be late to go home, okay?"
After a few people discussed it, they helped to move out the things that were being used in the office. It looked like there were quite a lot of things, so those people thought it would be better to help send them away now so as not to affect them when they get off work.
The aunt who had instructed Luo Qiao before said, "Girls, this is not a small amount. Can you pull it down?"
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