In the early morning, Shen Lin, who was a little dazed, woke up from his sleep and found that Lu Xiaorong was already awake. The flames in the stove were jumping up and down, rice was cooking in the pot, and the room was filled with the aroma of millet porridge. This The unusual smell of fireworks made Shen Lin burst into tears.
Shen Lin glanced at the time and hurried to wash up. It was only after six o'clock and he could still catch the morning market.
"Daughter-in-law, you will cook three eggs later, and we have to ensure their nutrition." Shen Lin confessed before going out.
Lu Xiaorong hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded. Seeing that Shen Lin was only holding a radio in his hand, he asked, "Why did you only take one?"
Shen Lin shook the radio in his hand and said, "If you like listening to the radio, let's keep one at home."
Lu Xiaorong was stunned for a moment!
In the six months since she and Shen Lin had been married, they had often argued. This was the first time she heard such thoughtful words.
Just when thoughts were surging in Lu Xiaorong's mind, Shen Lin had already walked out of the house with the radio.
Looking at the radio that had been cleaned by Shen Lin and had restored most of its luster, Lu Xiaorong couldn't help but turn on the button, and melodious singing rippled from the radio.
"The clouds drifting over my hometown in the sky
it keeps calling to me
When the breeze around you gently blows
There's a voice calling to me
Come back Come back
A wandering wanderer
Come back Come back
Stop wandering around..."
Lu Xiaorong felt that his whole heart was struck by this beautiful melody. This feeling was really wonderful.
Shen Lin came to the morning market. As soon as he reached the place where radios were sold yesterday, someone grabbed his arm.
Such an action shocked Shen Lin!
He turned around and saw that it was the middle-aged man who bought his own radio yesterday. He thought to himself that there was something wrong with the radio that he had repaired, but that wasn't right!
Shen Lin is quite confident in his repair skills. According to his estimation, the radio will last at least another three or four years without any problems.
"Young man, why are you here!" As the middle-aged man spoke, he said to the person next to him: "Old Zhong, this is the young man who sold me the radio."
The man called Lao Zhong is a middle-aged man who looks to be in his forties or fifties. He is not tall and has a shrewd energy all over his body.
"Young man, I asked Lao Chen to bring me to you, just to ask if you still have any old radios for sale?"
As he spoke, Lao Zhong's eyes fell on the radio in Shen Lin's hand.
Only then did Shen Lin realize that this was his first repeat customer. He had just made his first order and there were repeat customers. This was a very good momentum.
"Sell, I'm going to sell this radio." Shen Lin said with an honest smile.
A bright smile appeared on Lao Zhong's face. When he arrived, he was worried that he would not be able to meet the young man selling radios, but he did not expect that it would be so easy to find the young man, and he also sold radios.
"How's the sound quality of this radio?" Lao Zhong, who desperately wanted to buy a radio but didn't have the money, looked at the old black radio expectantly.
Shen Lin directly turned on the radio that he had repaired. It looked like an old radio that looked like a big shoe box. It was also an item imported from abroad. Due to its age and disrepair, there was a problem with the wiring inside.
The unit couldn't find anyone to repair it, so it had to be left in the warehouse. Now it has been repaired by Shen Lin, and the sound quality is very good.
Of course, another gray radio with better sound quality was left at home by Shen Lin to let Lu Xiaorong relieve his boredom!
"...a little white poplar tree? It grows next to the outpost.
Deep roots? Strong stems? Watching the northern border
The breeze blows? It makes the green leaves rustle.
The sun makes the green leaves shine with silver light? Come, come, come... Come, come, come..."
Although it was a noisy downtown, the penetrating tenor still reached my ears clearly.
Lao Zhong looked at the radio, which had some paint peeling off but had extremely pure sound quality, and felt extremely satisfied. But just when he was about to speak, someone already asked from the side: "Young man, how much does your radio cost?"
Lao Zhong immediately became unhappy and said to the person who inquired: "Brother, I already want this radio. You'd better go to other places and ask! Let's do it on a first-come, first-served basis!"
The person asking the price glanced at Lao Zhong, and then said unceremoniously: "Hey, comrade, you said you bought this radio, did you give this guy money? If not, don't make your own decisions. Well!"
Lao Zhong dragged his companion over early in the morning and naturally refused to give in. He snorted and was just about to start the quarrel mode. Shen Lin had already smiled and said: "Okay, you two, don't hurt your friendship. My radio , this uncle really just wants to ask about the price."
"If not, let's talk about it later. What do you think?"
The person asking the price stopped talking when Shen Lin said this, while Lao Zhong asked Shen Lin impatiently: "How much does this radio cost?"
"The radio I sold to this uncle last time was of better quality than this one. I asked for that one for 17, but this one is priced at 15."
When Shen Lin said this, he said seriously: "I don't want to do a one-time deal, I am a child and I am innocent."
When Lao Zhong came, he was already mentally prepared to buy a radio for twenty yuan, but he didn't expect that this young man actually took the initiative to lower the price, which really surprised him.
Although the quality is not as good as that of my companions, the price is two yuan cheaper. This guy is good. At least he is willing to tell the truth. This is really a conscientious business.
"Okay, okay, I bought it!" As Lao Zhong spoke, he took out a big unity card and a steel-making five yuan card from his pocket, and quickly put them into Shen Lin's hands.
As Lao Zhong happily left with the radio, Shen Lin was about to leave. The customer who had just bid with Lao Zhong pulled Shen Lin and said, "Young man, do you still have radios to sell tomorrow?"
Shen Lin thought of the radio at home and wanted to answer yes, but thinking about his wife Lu Xiaorong's fascinated look, he swallowed back the words he was about to say.
"I'm not sure, but there should be radios for sale these days!"
Shen Lin's answer made the customer a little dissatisfied, but in the end, he was still unwilling to accept it and said: "Then I will come and take a look in the next few days."
"Young man, we have agreed that if you have one, you must sell it to me!"
Shen Lin smiled and said, "Okay, if there is a radio, I will definitely keep it for you."
Shen Lin took the money and left. He didn't notice that just as he was leaving, two aunts wearing red armbands were looking at him intently.
"Aunt Liu, tell me, where did this young man get so many used radios?" asked the chubby aunt standing on the left.
"If it's from home, there are only one or two at most. I just heard him say that he seems to still have some, but he's not sure when he can take them out." The skinny Aunt Liu said with a sure voice: "I think, There must be something wrong here."
"I think there's a problem too!" said the chubby aunt: "These young people nowadays are all lazy and don't work hard. They know how to do evil things all day long. Let me tell you, you must beat them up. arrogance!"
"Two aunties, do you think he Shen...his radio was stolen?" A young man wearing glasses, quiet and handsome, said suddenly.
The two aunts wearing red armbands did not notice that the young man said the word "chen". They looked at the quiet young man and immediately felt a lot of affection for him. After all, this young man seemed to be a cultural person at first sight.
"Young man, he didn't steal his radios. I saw him selling two old ones that were not old, and he also promised others that he would have them. Apart from stealing them, where did he get them from?" Chubby The aunt said to the man wearing glasses: "Young man, don't imitate this kind of person!"
"I know, thank you, aunt." The man wearing glasses raised his eyes, and there was a smile in his eyes.
