A doctor who travels through two eras

Chapter 97 Trust Store Second-hand Goods

After Old Xu left, the three members of the Lin family checked the house again inside and out. Jin Caifeng was more and more satisfied:
"Our son is a man of vision. He now has a private house and yard. This condition is not available to ordinary employees, 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 depends on money.

Lin Kushen was also quite satisfied:
"Okay, the house is done. Your mother and I have both 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 all 36 legs for you."

Lin Sanqi was full of questions: "Mom, what do you mean by 36 legs? It sounds scary."

"This kid doesn't even know what 36 legs mean. Think about it, one piece of furniture has four legs, and a full set of furniture is a bed, a cupboard, a chest of drawers, a bedside table, a table, and four chairs, which together make up 4 legs.

I'm telling you, son, these 36 legs are very particular. When you get married, the girl will ask you if you have prepared the 36 legs and the three major items. If you say no, a good girl won't marry you. "

Lin Sanqi thought that it was not easy to get married in any era.

Women in later generations had to own a house, a car and savings, but women nowadays need a complete set of furniture and the three major items. 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 depressed.

If it weren’t for Lin Kucan’s foresight, he would have decisively closed the clinic, 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? We 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 are 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 time and space between 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 and said, "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 each of the nine sons of a dragon is different."

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 ten minutes to walk there from Daqudeng Hutong.

Trust stores, also called commission stores by old Beijingers, are special products of the 1950s and 1960s.

A trust store is equivalent to the "pawnshop" in ancient times. It sells everything from furniture, home appliances, clothes and shoes, daily necessities, to 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, well, 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 people are averse to second-hand goods, so the business is not very hot. Lin Sanqi stood at the door of the Trust Store, which is a two-story brick building with a wooden facade. The sign was made very perfunctorily 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 treacherous person by everyone.

Lin Kucan was wearing a white shirt, suit pants, and a pair of black-framed glasses. He looked like an old intellectual. As soon as he entered the trust store, a salesperson came up to him 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 just 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 kinds 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 2023.

But Lin Sanqi didn’t know that there were no antiques in trust stores. Antiques were sold in special antique stores or friendship stores, which were sold to foreigners to earn foreign exchange.

"I'm buying furniture. This is a big piece of furniture. It's in our yard. Please come this way."

The salesperson led everyone around to the backyard, where there was a large warehouse with all kinds of old furniture placed in a mess.

Lin Kucan had done his homework beforehand and had visited the location several times, 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 octagonal table, a chest of drawers, and a large wardrobe. In addition, the desk should have a chair, and the octagonal table should have four stools. The place is small, so we don't need eight stools."

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 a talk show 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 do."

Lin Kucan glanced at his youngest son in surprise, then smiled and said softly, "Don't be anxious..."

"Comrade, I have already found a piece of furniture that I like. Come with me and I will 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 would point at something and the salesperson would quickly write it down and signal other staff to move it away.

Half an hour later, the yard was filled with all the furniture on the list.

Even though Lin Sanqi didn't understand much, he could see the extraordinaryness of these furnitures 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 society, ordinary people would not be able to afford them. Even this four-door wardrobe is said to have come from the palace. In the old society, you could not buy it without thousands of dollars."

Lin Sanqi took a deep breath after hearing this. Oh my god, the stuff in the palace, I'm going to make a fortune~~~
(End of this chapter)