1952: Walking through Nantongluo Alley

"Four dollars, Uncle San, I can only take out four dollars now. I really don't have any more." Yan Bugui stretched out four fingers and said seriously.

Yan Bugui was secretly delighted, because he knew it was impossible to get a big bargain with just one dollar.

But it is still very cost-effective to buy a set of old furniture for 4 dollars.

He just took a few glances at the old furniture in Chen Xiao's house. There was basically no damage. After a new coat of paint, it would be no different from a new one.

But what Chen Xiao said next made him dumbfounded.

“It’s only 4 yuan…”

"How about this, Uncle San, let's pay it in installments. You can give me the remaining 4 yuan next month."

Yan Bugui was confused.

Installment payment? This was the first time he had heard of this term.

Although it was the first time I heard it, I still understood the general meaning.

This means paying in two installments.

"Chen Xiao, can't you give Uncle Three a little less? 8 yuan is really a bit too much..." Yan Bugui said resentfully.

"Uncle San, it's not that I won't give you a discount, but this is already the lowest price."

"I won't mention other places, just take Pigeon Market as an example. How much can I sell this set of old furniture for?"

"If you don't want it, I'll go to the pigeon market tomorrow when I have time."

After saying that, Chen Xiao said no more and walked straight into his house.

"Hey... Chen Xiao, don't go, don't go yet, I'll buy it! Isn't it okay if I buy it!"

Seeing that Chen Xiao was about to leave, Yan Bugui became anxious.

If you miss this opportunity, it will be really difficult to buy old furniture at such a low price in the future.

Chen Xiao turned around and smiled at Yan Bugui.

"Uncle, are you sure you want to buy my old furniture for 8 dollars?"

Yan Bugui nodded helplessly.

"Really? Can't you give your uncle a little less? Here, this is 4 yuan. I'll give you the remaining 4 yuan next month."

Then he took out four dollars from his pocket and handed it to Chen Xiao reluctantly.

Although he said this, Yan Bugui had already started thinking about how to delay paying the remaining money.

"Shazhu, you're just watching over here. Uncle San still owes me 4 yuan."

As Chen Xiao spoke, he handed a sesame bun to Sha Zhu from the inner room.

After Sha Zhu took it, he carefully stuffed the pancake into his pocket, then patted his chest and said.

"Don't worry, Brother Chen Xiao. Uncle San always keeps his word. If he doesn't want to give you the remaining 4 yuan, you can just take the furniture back to him when the time comes."

Yan Bugui felt very angry.

This idiot bastard...

Chen Xiao couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Silly Zhu, look at what you said. Doesn't the Third Uncle look like the type who would not pay the money he owes?"

Yan Bugui glared at Sha Zhu, then spoke slowly.

"Don't worry, Chen Xiao. I'll send it to you as soon as I get my salary next month."

When Yan Bugui returned home, he called his three children and started busying himself with helping Chen Xiao move his old furniture back home.

In order to thank Chen Xiao for the pancake he gave him, Sha Zhu helped Chen Xiao put the new furniture in order.

It was not until sunset that Chen Xiao finally put all the new furniture in order.

He first closed the door, then took out a kitchen knife.

It scraped gently under the bed.

The red paint fell off, revealing the golden nanmu wood inside.

"This style is quite reliable. It doesn't fool me with fake golden nanmu." Chen Xiao picked up some sawdust with his fingers and rubbed it in his hands.

Then, Chen Xiao, feeling uneasy, started scratching other hidden places of the furniture.

Without exception, all the furniture is made of golden nanmu.

……

There was nothing to say all night, and it was early the next morning.

Jia family.

Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu packed up their things and prepared to go to the countryside.

After repackaging the peanut candies they had bought some time ago, the two of them walked out of the courtyard and went to the countryside to find the matchmaker Sun.

Matchmaker Sun and Tingting lived in Sunjiazhuang, waiting for the two of them to arrive.

The two men were already exhausted and sweating profusely. They sat on a fallen tree at the entrance of the village, fanning themselves and breathing heavily.

As luck would have it, at this moment, Matchmaker Sun came back from the field carrying a hoe.

She saw Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu from a distance.

Then he muttered to himself.

"What are these two doing here? They're holding peanut candy... Could it be that they're here to propose marriage?"

Matchmaker Sun smiled brightly and walked towards them.

"Sister-in-law, why are you two here?"

"Matchmaker Sun!" Jia Zhang turned around and saw that it was Matchmaker Sun, then she pulled Jia Dongxu up.

"Hasn't it been thought about? I came here today just to propose marriage." Jia Zhang raised the candies and peanuts in her hand.

"Really, sister-in-law, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Matchmaker Sun covered her mouth and laughed.

Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu felt a pang of fear in their hearts.

Could it be that I'm too late again? Someone else got there first?

"If you had told me earlier, I would have asked Tingting to prepare in advance and then entertained her properly."

Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu sighed deeply.

I was so scared, I thought someone had gotten there first again.

"Come on, come on, I'll take you to Shang Tingting's house now."

As they were talking, Matchmaker Sun led the way, passing through two alleys and stopping in front of a farmer's house.

At this time, you can faintly hear the quarrel inside.

"If you think my cooking is bad, then don't eat it. Why are you giving me such a cold shoulder every day?"

"I'm busy all day long. It's not easy for me."

"If you don't want to eat, don't eat today!"

With a bang, Tingting overturned the bowl of noodles.

Outside the courtyard, Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu looked at each other, then Jia Zhang looked at Matchmaker Sun with a wry smile.

Matchmaker Sun also smiled bitterly.

"I'll go see what's going on inside."

Jia Dongxu had a bad feeling and pulled at the corner of Jia Zhang's clothes.

"mom……"

Jia Zhang patted his hands, signaling Jia Dongxu to calm down.

Matchmaker Sun came to Tingting's house and looked at the mess in the house. She sighed lightly and then hurried up to help clean up.

"Tingting, what are you doing? Jia Dongxu and his mother are here to propose marriage." Matchmaker Sun said in a low voice.

"Ah! No way, did they hear what I just said?" Tingting looked a little panicked.

What if Jia Dongxu sees my angry look and scares me away? What should I do then?

"Tingting, listen to me later..." Grandma Sun pulled Tingting over and whispered in her ear.

As soon as she finished talking to Tingting, Matchmaker Sun began to give Tingting's parents repeated instructions, and then she cleaned up the mess at home before coming out of the yard.

"Matchmaker Sun, what's going on in there?" Jia Zhang asked.

"Oh...it's nothing. Tingting was scolded by her parents again, and now she is lying on the bed crying." Matchmaker Sun sighed.