Chapter 53: Scratching a big Mercedes
Lin Musen chatted a lot with his son and daughter, while Wang Wenjuan sat and listened happily.
This is a very traditional Dongguang woman, virtuous and family-oriented but not nosy. In addition, she has experienced life and death difficulties, and her character is even more open-minded.
She was happy that her family had earned 5 million, but that was all.
But she felt extremely satisfied when she saw the whole family being happy, especially when her son didn't have the sad face he had a few days ago when he was out of school and in love.
In the afternoon, the family happily went to the mall.
Lao Lin fulfilled his promise and bought an Apple mobile phone for each family member and an additional Apple laptop for his daughter, which made Lin Bingqiao so happy.
For dinner, the Lin family went straight to the restaurant. Instead of searching as before, they chose a high-end seafood restaurant and ordered both sides of the big lobster and abalone.
I was really happy to eat, but when I paid the bill, the Lin family was still worried about the more than 8,000 yuan for the meal. They were so distressed that their livers were trembling...
The next day, Lin Sanqi rode her family's electric tricycle and started purchasing supplies for 1959.
This time he plans to stock up on more rice, flour, rice noodles, soybeans, peanuts, eggs, cooking oil, brown sugar and white sugar, canned fruits, canned meat, etc.
Although these ingredients may not be of high value, they were definitely treasures in 1959.
What if you have boxes of gold hidden under your bed at home? Might as well be boxes of corn kernels.
Gold really doesn’t have much purchasing power at critical times.
It is only 1959, the first year since the natural disaster began. Everyone is hungry, but many people are taking a chance and think that next year the weather will be smooth.
Therefore, old men like Fu Zuo would rather use cash than take out gold in exchange for things.
But in 1960 and 1961, the situation was getting worse year by year, and the food supply was getting less and less. People were so hungry that they were bloated and even starved to death.
Only then did everyone realize that food is more important than anything else.
Then I started digging through the bottom of the box, and traded all the gold and antiques for food. But by that time, gold was no longer valuable, and under the strong control of relevant departments, gold had lost its monetary function.
During the Taiping years, a small yellow croaker could be exchanged for 30-40 yuan, and a silver dollar could buy 30 kilograms of rice.
But in times of famine, a small yellow croaker may only be exchanged for a bag of coarse grains, and a gold ring may be exchanged for two nests of corn.
Not changing? If not, you will starve to death.
You said that the painting in my hand is "Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains". Can I exchange it for 100 kilograms of stick noodles? I'll just give you a big mouth and keep your calligraphy and paintings as firewood.
In disaster years, food is everything. (Tragedies like this are common in the movie "1942")
Lin Sanqi drove an electric car to a wholesale market located outside Pingle Village. In addition to various grains, oils, rice and noodles, there are also wholesales of various non-staple food products, fruits and seafood.
It is one of the largest wholesale markets in Huadu City and is also a village-level asset of Pingle Village.
After the Dragon Boat Festival, Huadu has entered a scorching heat mode. Lin Sanqi wore a straw hat and came to a wholesale department that she knew well. The Lin family's rice was usually wholesaled here.
"Uncle Zhao, are you busy?"
When Zhao Youde saw Lin Sanqi, he knew that business was coming, and replied with a smile:
"Aren't you busy? Qizai, are you here to wholesale rice?"
Lin Sanqi walked around and felt quite emotional when she saw the mountains of food. These are the lifeblood of the people:
"Uncle Zhao, I want to buy a lot of rice and flour this time. 20 tons of rice, 20 tons of flour, and other miscellaneous grains. Several tons of peanuts, soybeans, mung beans, and millet." Zhao Youde was startled after hearing this:
"Wow, Qizai, the business of your rice store is so good. You have made a fortune. Don't worry, Uncle Zhao will have as much food as you want. The price is guaranteed to be favorable."
Lin Sanqi thought to herself: It would be nice to have a rice shop at home, as it would not arouse anyone’s suspicion.
"Uncle Zhao, what's the price?"
"Nao, your grandma used to buy this Northeastern rice most often. It is crystal clear and tastes good. Uncle Zhao will give you 1 yuan 2. In addition, the flour is a little more expensive. This is Yongcheng flour, which has the best sales. Uncle Zhao will give you 1 yuan. Block 4.”
Having been partners for many years, Lin Sanqi knew that the price shouldn't be too high.
In fact, he can still buy the cheapest rice and noodles, even those that are moldy. In 1959, he has no choice but to eat what he can.
But Lin Sanqi has a little obsessive-compulsive disorder. Since he is going to be traded, he must choose well. He can't be scolded by others behind his back, right?
The two parties negotiated the price, and Lin Sanqi transferred the money.
Such a large amount of grain required a big truck, so Lin Sanqi borrowed another clean sack and put it on his back, then started loading the grain into the truck.
It was already very hot in Dongguang Province at the end of June. Not long after, Lin Sanqi felt as if he was wet with water, and his hair was stuck to his forehead one by one. He looked as embarrassed as he wanted.
Anyone who looks at it will see that this is a migrant worker at a construction site, a down-and-out son.
Lin Sanqi put the last few bags of grains on his tricycle and prepared to go back.
Thinking that so much grain could be exchanged for various precious medicinal materials in 1959, Lin Sanqi felt happy and did not feel bitter at all.
"Let's go, Uncle Zhao!"
"Okay, welcome to take care of Uncle Zhao's business again, haha."
The two of them were still saying goodbye when they saw a Mercedes-Benz G driving towards them very fast.
In the wholesale market, the shops are all in rows, and there are electric cars and trucks parked randomly in front of each store, and there are people coming and going, so the roads are not that smooth.
Others drove cautiously, but the Mercedes-Benz G was as fast as reincarnation. As expected, accidents occurred.
The butt of Lin Sanqi's tricycle was facing outward, and then with a "crack" sound, the tricycle scraped against the Mercedes-Benz. The paint on the two doors was scratched off, and there was a deep mark.
This small incident attracted a lot of people's attention, but no one paid much attention to it. After all, there are many incidents every day in the wholesale market. Usually it is private and the insurance company is too lazy to take care of it.
Lin Sanqi didn't panic, since she was stationary anyway, and her responsibility was also the responsibility of the other party.
As a result, when Lin Sanqi saw a big gold chain coming out of the car, she knew that things might be a little troublesome. Often, the social elder brother Zuo Qinglong and Baihu would not make sense with such a big gold chain in a flowery shirt.
Sure enough, the big gold chain suddenly saw that his car door was scratched, and his face turned green:
"Damn it, are you so fucking blind? I have a new car, a Mercedes-Benz, a Mercedes-Benz. Do you know how expensive this car is?"
Lin Sanqi touched the saliva on his face and said calmly:
"I know Mercedes-Benz, and I also know that it was you who hit me, not you..."
(End of chapter)