Although he was not happy, he ran a pawn shop anyway, so he could pawn anything. Although he saw an ordinary kitchen knife in front of him, it couldn't be more ordinary, so he reluctantly opened the mouth: "Fifty.
arts."
As soon as she heard the price, Mrs. Gong Jian's legs became weak at that moment. She almost fell to the ground. She tried hard to restrain herself, but she was still nervously holding on to the high counter and begging bitterly: "Shopkeeper
Yes, this is too little. No, I bought a kitchen knife for 300 yuan."
Chaofeng snorted contemptuously: "I don't care how much you bought it for. A kitchen knife, even if it's brand new, only costs two hundred yuan. Who told you that you would have to spend three hundred yuan to buy such a kitchen knife if you were deceived and suffered a loss?"
Besides, we run a pawn shop, not a charity. Don’t you think that if you suffer a loss, we will also suffer a loss?"
Aunt Gong Jian still kept pleading: "But the shopkeeper, if you calculate it as two hundred cents for a new kitchen knife in time, your fifty cents price is too little. I just bought this kitchen knife yesterday, or
It’s brand new.”
Hearing what she said, Chaofeng became even more impatient: "I don't care if you are brand new. This is a pawn shop, do you understand?" When he said this, he suddenly thought of something and looked up at Uncle Gong Jian.
Then he said: "If you die, I can give you a little more money."
Auntie Gong Jian seemed to have seen a glimmer of light, and she quickly asked cautiously: "I'm a dead bet. Shopkeeper, I'm a dead bet. I wonder how much it's worth?"
Chaofeng's lips moved: "Sixty cents." After saying that, before Mrs. Gong Jian had any reaction, she pushed the kitchen knife forward and said, "You don't want it, it's just this price. I don't want to."
If so, take the kitchen knife with you, turn around and leave quickly, don’t waste our time here."
Uncle Gong Jian was completely confused. She never thought that the path God had guided her would be so difficult. She was now faced with a dilemma. What if she returned home with this deceived kitchen knife?
If so, the man must have been beaten severely. After all, because of his own reasons, he spent so much unjust money to buy this ordinary kitchen knife. He didn't get back even a penny of the three hundred pennies, so he couldn't get better.
But if he pawned the kitchen knife, it would only be sixty cents. When he took it home, he would only get sixty cents, which was less than one-third of what the man originally gave him. Now Gong Jian
The aunt didn't know what to choose. No matter how she thought about it, she felt that her end would be tragic.
Seeing that Mrs. Gong Jian was still hesitant, the pawn shop attendant was already impatient: "You woman, do you want to pawn or leave? Hurry up, we still have business to do."
His scolding made Mrs. Gong Jian tremble with fright. She had no time to hesitate. She gritted her teeth and simply pushed the kitchen knife onto the counter again, "Dang, I'll die." After saying this, Gong Jian
The aunt seemed to have exhausted all her strength.
She finally made a decision. No matter what, it was only sixty cents. It would be more beneficial to go back than to go back with that seemingly useless kitchen knife.
Soon, Chaofeng wrote the pawn ticket, took out sixty coins, counted them out and handed them to Aunt Gong Jian, then reached out to pick up the kitchen knife and put it away on the counter.
Aunt Gong Jian, carrying the pawn tickets and the sixty cents, didn't know how she walked out of the pawn shop. She felt that her heart was still beating wildly, and her head was full of random thoughts.
I don't know what to do next.
But even though she didn't give any instructions to her body in her mind, she instinctively walked on the road back to the village. The sun was already setting, and on the way back, Aunt Gong Jian felt as if the weather had suddenly turned...
In the cold winter, my body was so stiff that I felt as if I was walking in ice and snow, and every step forward was extremely difficult.
She kept persuading herself in her heart, it's okay, it's okay. No matter what, you gave birth to three children for the old Gong family. And the most important thing is that your youngest son is very good at reading, Yaozu
I will definitely pass the childbirth exam next year, and then I will be successful step by step. As long as my younger son is here, there is nothing to be afraid of, and there is no need to worry at all.
Besides, these years I worked as a cow and horse in Lao Gong’s house, serving their masters, which is not a credit, but it is hard work. Three meals a day, washing and cooking, these things are not all hers.
Humans do it.
Although it doesn't seem like much to talk about, it still doesn't bring any benefits if you don't talk about it every day. Those people have become accustomed to your dedication, and gradually they have forgotten their own contributions.
Now is the time. If the head of the house is giving you a hard time, you might as well make this matter clear to him. Don’t think that you can’t see it. The head of the house thinks that these things are very simple to do. The women in the village also live like this.
Yes, but what is the situation in other people's families? Their men have to work in the fields, but this is not the case in my own family.
If your own oil bottle falls over, even if you are the head of the house, you will not help him. He will only tell you to go to work. In this case, you should remind the head of the house that if you are good or bad, who will cook and wash for him?
Who can take care of their daily life when they are sewing and mending?
After thinking about these things and doing enough psychological hints, Mrs. Gong Jian felt that her whole body seemed to be slowly waking up again. When she finally regained consciousness, she found that she had almost reached the village.
At this time, she was holding her only sixty dollars in her chest, feeling a little worried and scared again.
But no matter how scared Auntie Gong Jian was and how she delayed on the road, she was finally about to take the step into her own yard.
It was getting dark, and she couldn't stay outside for too long. Could it be that she could still spend the night outside? So after much hesitation, Aunt Gong Jian stopped wandering at the door, raised her hand and pushed it away.
The courtyard gate, cautiously, stepped into the courtyard.
She thought that her movements were so careful that she would not make any noise to alert the people at home, but she did not expect that her head of the house would hear her entering the door so quietly. And the most direct reaction was that she had just entered the door.
After closing the courtyard door again, he heard the head of the house greeting him from inside.
"You lazy bitch, why haven't you come back until now? Why don't you hurry up and enter the house." (To be continued)