After entering a corner of the mall, he put the two quilt sets away, and then went on shopping in the department store.
There are actually ready-to-wear items in the mall, including both adults and children.
But a piece of cloth is only sold for three yuan in the black market, and there is no need for a ticket, but in a shopping mall, a set of adult clothing costs five yuan!
It's cheaper for children, more than three yuan.
But even so, the ticket is required.
Buying a piece of cloth from the black market, you can make five or six sets of clothes by yourself. Where is it necessary to come to the department store for slaughter
However, Lin Qinghe still inquired about the coal stove.
"It's not easy to want a coal stove at this time." The young sales clerk saw that she was not too old, she had a good temperament, and she looked good, and she was willing to chat with her when no one came.
"It's not easy, but if it does, I have something to change." Lin Qinghe said casually.
"What can you change?" the salesperson looked at her and asked.
If it wasn't for Lin Qinghe's dress and temperament, the salesperson might not be willing to talk to her. At this time, the staff in this unit were not arrogant and looked down upon the country folks.
"I can do whatever I need." Lin Qinghe said directly.
"You're too mad." The salesperson looked at her and said.
"Sister, do you have access to it? If you have it, it will definitely require hard work. I don’t want to lie to my sister. You say, my house is not short of everything, so I lack a stove, and it’s also for the convenience of boiling water in winter. No use." Lin Qinghe glanced at her and whispered.
"I know someone who does, but he lacks a pot. If you can get a pot, I will let him change the stove with you, and I can get you some more coal!" The salesperson lowered his voice. Also whispered.
"Sister, are you serious about this?"
Lin Qinghe was thinking that she was working in the department store, and she should have some connections, so she promised something good and planned to ask her to inquire about it. After all, it was better than she was blinded by herself.
But I didn't expect this to make her really hit.
"The premise is that you can take out a pot, do you really have a pot?" the young salesperson looked at her and said.
"Can I lie to you? When will I change?" Lin Qinghe whispered.
"I'll ask someone to show me the shop, and then I'll find someone for you. It won't take two hours, but you still show me your pot first." The young salesperson was obviously a good one, said.
"Then you wait for me here first." Lin Qinghe said.
Then he left the department store and brought Zhou Dong to the door of the supply and marketing agency, asking him to wait for her here, and she went to do something.
When she found a place with no one, she took out the old-fashioned binaural pot and put it in a snakeskin bag.
Then he came over to find the young salesperson. The young salesperson's eyes lit up and said, "Are you sure you want to change such a good pot?"
"Yes, change the stove. Of course, the coal stove must be good, but my pot is brand new." Quietly he leaned over and said, "It's also from Shanghai, not counting the industrial voucher, it costs two hundred and twenty-five yuan. money!"
The young salesperson doesn't believe this. No matter how expensive the pot is, it doesn't need to be so exaggerated. For two hundred and twenty-five yuan, her monthly salary is only fifteen.
But it is undeniable that this pot is really good, and there is no such pot here, maybe it really comes from Shanghai.
"Don't bargain with me, our stove is also new, but we will get you more coal." said the salesperson.
"That's fine, hurry up." Lin Qinghe said.
The young salesperson agreed with her to meet at the gate of the mall in two hours, and Lin Qinghe also responded, put the snakeskin bag in the space while there was no one, and then walked around the black market.
There are still people selling meat in the black market at this time, but Lin Qinghe is not rare. On the contrary, she also found an old lady who sold two catties of fat pork belly to this old lady and made some money.
Because you don't need a meat ticket, the old lady is worth one and fifty cents per catty, and the old lady doesn't blink her eyes.
This is also why Lin Qinghe saw a business opportunity to get goods from Sister Mei, but just to think about it, she couldn't do this journey unless she was really short of money.
Lin Qinghe made three yuan from the meat, so he bought a piece of homespun cloth in the black market.
Then look at other mountain products, such as the mushrooms she has already bought, and the pumpkins she wanted were also seen in a corner of the black market. They were not too small. One had three or four meals, but only five. One, I bought it for 30 cents.
These things were carried over and put on the trailer, especially the piece of cloth. Lin Qinghe asked Zhou Dong to drag the trailer to the corner. Then he took it out of the space and stuffed it under the car.
Together, there was the quilt that she put into the newly bought sheet, which also caused a traffic jam.
These supplies made Zhou Dong his eyes puffed up.
He feels that he understands that the village has been rumoring that his aunt must not have much money.
Because if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he wouldn't know that his aunt spent so much money!
"Xiaodong, as a woman, just be responsible for spending money. Making money is your man's business, and women should be responsible for spending money to keep everything organized in the house. Otherwise, what is the point of making money for men? Earnings are used for spending, not for saving." Lin Qinghe said.
Zhou Dong: "..." What the villagers said was not all rumors. Auntie's thoughts were really terrifying.
After buying these things, Lin Qinghe took him to the department store to wait. After waiting for about half an hour, the salesperson came back. He came back on his bicycle, panting, and he was obviously relieved to see her.
"You come with me." The salesperson whispered.
"Xiaodong, you are waiting here." Lin Qinghe took the snakeskin bag from the car and put it on the car after coming out of the black market, said to Zhou Dong, and followed the salesperson.
A young man was waiting for them, and there was a coal stove on the bicycle, and there was more than half a bag of coal.
"This is a used one." Lin Qinghe looked at the stove and said with dissatisfaction.
"Don't think it's a new one, but it's good to use. We haven't used it many times in our own house. The main reason is that it is a bad pot, otherwise our family will not want to take it out." The man in blue tooling said: "And also I brought you so much coal. If it burns out in the future, you can also go to my sister and I will get you the internal price!"
"Where is your sister, this is clearly your wife." Lin Qinghe glanced at them both.
After all, the folk customs of this era were simple and honest, the two were exposed, and they blushed immediately. After all, they are not professional.
The salesperson blushed and said, "Not married yet."
"This little brother has even prepared the pot you will use for your life in the future. It's still a good one. In the future, you will be happy to follow my sister." Lin Qinghe said, and then said: "Okay, it's perfect for you. The pot is no good. I got the pot that I separated from my family at the time.