The Barefoot Doctor of the Siheyuan

Then he pointed to Li Donglai and introduced: "This is a friend of Master Wu, a doctor at the rolling mill."

"I have known you for a long time. Comrade Lei is a master carpenter. This time, the decoration of the house is considered overkill. I hope you will forgive me."

"You're welcome, you carpenters, that's the reputation of the older generations. I'm the craftsman who makes the plane in the furniture factory."

After exchanging pleasantries, Li Donglai let Xiang Lei into the house, and introduced his idea of ​​decorating the house in detail.

After hearing this, Shi Xianglei was surprised: "Comrade Li Donglai, we can do the cabinets you mentioned, terrazzo floor tiles, white walls, etc."

"It's just that it's too difficult to transform the toilet."

"How do you say this?" Li Donglai frowned.Renovating the toilet is the focus of this house renovation.

There is only one public toilet in the courtyard, and I have to run half a mile to go to the toilet every day.

Summer is better.

It's freezing in winter, and sometimes I have to carry a stick with me.

Besides, Li Donglai also wanted to install a bathtub indoors so that he could take a mandarin duck bath.

Shi Shilei walked outside the house, pointed to the public toilet in the distance and explained: "I have observed it on the way here just now. This is an old house with a history of a hundred years. When it was being built, there was no pre-buried underground. Sewer pipes."

"If we set up a toilet in the house, we have to dig a pipe to lead to the large cesspool of the public toilet."

"Besides, if you have a toilet, you must have water. This needs approval from the water department."

"so...."

After finishing speaking, Shi Shilei looked at Li Donglai with some embarrassment.

If it was an ordinary person, he could have refused directly and coldly.

However, Wang Wuye and the elders of the family are old friends. Before Xiang Lei came, the elders specifically explained to him that the house to be remodeled this time is the house of a good brother.

. . .

Li Donglai was a little disappointed by Shizilei's words.

The movement of digging the pipeline is really too big.

Now he has bought a house and remodeled it has attracted the attention of many people.

If there is another big movement, it will inevitably attract the jealousy and hatred of others.

No matter what age you are in, there is no shortage of people who can't see the good of others.

They hate you for realizing my ideal first, hate your superior life, hate you now have a bright future.

Retrofitting toilets is out of the question.

If there is a chance in the future, I will directly change to a house with a bathroom.

"Forget about the toilet, we can build a storage room in the toilet's place." Li Donglai could only nod helplessly.

"That's no problem!" After Shi Shilei nodded in agreement, he was about to let the workers start working when he thought of another thing and turned around.

"Comrade Donglai, I can make the furniture you mentioned just now, but I think it's better for you to buy some old-fashioned chairs at a trust store."

After Shi Shilei finished speaking, seeing Li Donglai's puzzled expression, he continued to explain: "Now the timber in the capital is also under control. Timber factories such as huanghuali and mahogany are not sold at all."

"I have some stock at home, but it's only enough to build you a two-meter bed."

"Those old chairs..."

Li Donglai understood that the workmanship of chairs and other furniture is one aspect, and the material of wood is also very important.

Li Donglai has heard about trust stores for a long time.

It's actually a 'consignment shop'.

People want to sell new and old items that are not in use for a while, and trust stores make purchases based on market prices and with reference to the newness and oldness of the items.

Then add a little handling fee and sell it in the store.

Items do not go through the channels of supply and marketing cooperatives, so buyers do not need coupons.

Of course, because it is a second-hand product, the price is also a little lower than that of ordinary supply and marketing cooperatives.

Over time, the variety of consignment items has grown, and trust shops have gradually specialized.

For example, the trust stores in Dongsi, Caishikou, and Tianqiao specialize in selling cameras, handicrafts, watches, clothing, leather shoes, hats, and clothes.

Most of the Beishimbashi Trust stores carry bicycles and bicycle accessories.

As for the furniture Li Donglai needs, he needs to go to the Donghuamen Trust Store.

After work, Li Donglai drove Ding Qiunan on a bicycle and went straight to Donghua Gate.

He had planned to buy the furniture himself.

But Ding Qiunan must follow after hearing his plan.

She didn't quite trust Li Donglai's vision.

What kind of furniture does a tall and thick man know!

From now on, it will be her small home, the place where she will live all her life, of course she must personally check and decorate it.

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There is a shortage of supplies these days, and if you have two big unity in your pocket, you can walk like a tiger and a tiger.

How can I buy furniture every day.

The big guys go to the trust store just to shop and have an eye craving.

Here, there are many old objects from the past, even antiques.

Some sharp-eyed people specialize in visiting trust stores, find treasures from them, and then take them to the pigeon market to make a difference.

The trust store's large warehouse is filled with all kinds of furniture.

Furniture is certified and graded with a red sticker.

The label has information such as the origin, material and price written in black calligraphy.

The warehouse is huge and there are a lot of furniture, Li Donglai and Ding Qiunan's eyes are blurred.

My dear, red oak armchair.

Fuck, official hat chair with Ruyi curly grass pattern

My mother, what is this...

The merchandise here is an eye-opener for Li Donglai.

The last thing is the objects before liberation, which can be put on the auction stage in later generations.

Walking around, Li Donglai's eyes widened like copper bells.

Awesome, shit!

Awesome, shit!

Old mahogany bed style chair...

This is a fucking throne, can it be sold? ?

"Hi comrades, do you sell this throne?" Li Donglai pointed to the huge throne and asked the staff who were cleaning the furniture.

This thing, the curved legs expand the teeth, and the horseshoes turn inward, using the method of bed collapse.

If you put a mattress on it, it will be the same as the European-style sofa in later generations.

In ancient times, this was not available to ordinary families. It is estimated that only princes and nobles in the palace and mansions could use it.

"Sell, as long as it is an item in this store, it can be sold!"

"how much is it?"

"Twenty dollars."

"I bought it! I bought it!!"

Before Ding Qiunan could react, Li Donglai took out three cards from his trouser pocket and threw them in front of the staff: "Change!"

Now it was the staff's turn to be confused.

She took Da Tuan in a daze and asked, "Comrade, are you sure you want to buy... this big chair."

This chair called the Throne was sent to a trust store by a shabby householder.

The master who received the objects at the beginning murmured, I am afraid this thing is not easy to sell.

really.

After the old mahogany bed chair entered the store, it has taken root since then. It has not been sold for two full years.

The reason is simple, this thing is too big, it can occupy more than half of the main room in the room.

"I bought it! I bought it! Change the money quickly!" Li Donglai looked determined.

Just kidding, now is a new era, and we ordinary people also have to enjoy the treatment of princes and nobles.

What's more, this thing is just like a bed, yes, hehe!

At this time, Ding Qiunan looked at the strange smile on the corner of Li Donglai's mouth, and thought of something.

Look at the big throne again.

Isn't this just a bed? ． ．

Her fair and pink face suddenly flushed with embarrassment.

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Chapter 129 The Great Throne

After receiving the five yuan from the staff, Li Donglai carried the big throne and walked outside the door.

With the help of Ding Qiunan, the big throne was tied to the back seat of the bicycle.

At this time, Li Donglai found out a problem in embarrassment. Ding Qiunan had no place to sit.

He looked up at Ding Qiunan, and patted the front bumper: "Are you sitting here?"