Siheyuan: Forced to exchange rooms with Qin Huairu at the beginning

Three days later, early morning.

"Ah, the breath of freedom!"

Zhang Zhiqiang stretched lazily at the hospital gate and walked out with big strides.

During these three days, Zhang Zhiqiang had to be discharged from the hospital every day, but his application was rejected every day. He was almost depressed. Who knew that pretending to be injured would be so difficult.

Just this morning, after Zhang Zhiqiang's crazy persuasion, Director Tang finally gave in.

After explaining some precautions, Zhang Zhiqiang was discharged from the hospital and was told to come back quickly if he felt any discomfort.

There was no other way. The medical level in that era was relatively backward, and there were no sophisticated instruments. After Zhang Zhiqiang continued to behave like a normal person, there was no possibility of keeping him. Besides, after three days of observation, Zhang Zhiqiang had basically no health problems, so Director Tang was relieved.

In fact, there was no problem at all. It was just the effect of the damage talisman.

Yi Zhonghai did not lie. He paid 50 yuan for Zhang Zhiqiang's hospitalization fee. Zhang Zhiqiang only spent 27.5 yuan for three days, and he returned 22.5 yuan to Zhang Zhiqiang.

Zhang Zhiqiang had no intention of returning the money to Yi Zhonghai. The amount of money he had been morally blackmailed into giving away by Yi Zhonghai in the past was much more than this.

It is definitely too late to go to work at this time, and Zhang Zhiqiang has no plans to go now. After all, the hospital has told him that it is paid leave.

With more than 300 yuan in his pocket, Zhang Zhiqiang felt very excited. He first found a small stall to have a good breakfast, and then decided to take a good look around the city.

This era certainly did not have as advanced technology and convenient travel as later generations, but it was full of a different atmosphere of the times, which made Zhang Zhiqiang very excited.

Before I knew it, I had arrived at a large shopping mall.

Wangfujing Department Store.

In this day and age, to buy things you not only need money, you also need tickets. As a fourth-level fitter, Zhang Zhiqiang certainly has no shortage of a certain amount of money.

In addition, all his previous salary had been donated to the compound by Yi Zhonghai under various names. Although he had not had much money, he had saved up some tickets.

Wangfujing Department Store has a wide variety of goods. Basically, you can find everything you want here. Not to mention food and drink, even the most popular three-turn and one-ring products of this era can be found here.

Zhang Zhiqiang even saw a black and white TV, but he didn't see a color TV, probably because the store didn't have that.

Zhang Zhiqiang just took a look and saw the three turns and one ring. He didn't have to think about the TV or anything like that for the moment. It's not that he didn't have that much money, he just didn't have any bills.

Let alone myself, let’s just talk about Yi Zhonghai, the boss of the Siheyuan Courtyard. He is an eighth-level fitter and still doesn’t have a bicycle ticket.

Zhang Zhiqiang bought some firewood, rice, oil, salt, and some milk candies. He had money now, and since he was going to eat it himself, of course he had to choose the best ones.

There were unfamiliar words written on the candies. Zhang Zhiqiang could only tell from his academic qualifications that they were not English. These candies cost Zhang Zhiqiang eight or nine yuan, which was more expensive than rice.

But it is normal. Under the national policy, high prices are implemented for the three turns and one ring, tea, sugar, etc. In addition, the milk candy bought by Zhang Zhiqiang is unusual at first glance, and it may be imported, so it is acceptable to be more expensive.

Zhang Zhiqiang also had some cloth coupons on hand, so he bought two ready-made clothes. Zhang Zhiqiang put on one of them immediately, and the young man instantly became handsome. As the saying goes, clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse, this is true.

After picking up the things he had bought, Zhang Zhiqiang continued shopping and walked to a consignment store.

The commission store is different from Wangfujing Department Store. You don't need a ticket to buy things here.

After all, from the word "entrust", everyone can guess that it means a third party. The seller deposits the things to be sold in the entrustment store. After the goods are sold, the entrustment store takes a small profit, which is mutually beneficial.

Zhang Zhiqiang felt something different as soon as he entered. Most of the items sold in the commissioned store were second-hand items, but there were also valuable ones, such as gold, silver, and jade, which could be seen here.

It also has three turns and one sound, but it looks like it has obvious signs of use. Although the price is good, Zhang Zhiqiang is not very satisfied.

"Hello comrade, what do you want?"

A shop assistant ran over and asked, seeing that Zhang Zhiqiang was holding so many things in his hands, he looked like a rich man.

"I want to buy some tables, chairs, cabinets and so on."

Zhang Zhiqiang expressed his request, saying that there was nothing at home now and he had to buy something.

"Okay, comrade, please come this way."

The guy took Zhang Zhiqiang to a place selling tables, chairs and benches and got up first. After looking at them, Zhang Zhiqiang was not very satisfied. They were all things used by ordinary people and the signs of use were too obvious. It would be better to go directly to the wood factory and buy a set.

"Comrade, are you dissatisfied?"

A voice sounded from behind Zhang Zhiqiang.

Zhang Zhiqiang turned around and found that it was a little old man, and his waiter was following him respectfully.

"These items are too obviously used, they are not what I want."

Zhang Zhiqiang was also happy to tell him about his needs. After all, there was nothing else to do, so he just treated it as a chat.

"Oh? Come with me, little brother."

The old man said this as he walked towards the inside of the store, as if confident that I would follow him.

Zhang Zhiqiang was following behind, what could possibly happen in broad daylight?

The old man took Zhang Zhiqiang to a courtyard behind the commissioned store.

Coming to a padlocked house, the old man took out a key and opened the door.

"Comrade, come in and take a look, maybe there's something you want."

The old man said this and took Zhang Zhiqiang in.

As soon as Zhang Zhiqiang entered, his eyes lit up and he was attracted by one of the sets of furniture. There was an octagonal table, chairs, a double bed, a writing desk, a dining table... There were all kinds of furniture. What was even more incredible was that they were all made of the same material, which looked like huanghuali.

Zhang Zhiqiang couldn't help but touch it. The wood was stable, not cracked or warped. The color was mild, the texture was clear, and it looked just like new.

Huanghuali wood is the aristocrat among woods. In his previous life, it was a second-level protected plant. In thirty or forty years, Zhang Zhiqiang believes that this set of furniture will be sold at a sky-high price.

"Comrade, you have a really good eye. You immediately fell in love with the best set of furniture we have here."

The old man also touched the table and said to Zhang Zhiqiang.

"Look at the others, they all have some flaws, but this set of Huanghuali wood furniture is completely natural and flawless. It is said that it came from the royal palace."

The old man introduced the furniture to Zhang Zhiqiang.

"How much does it cost to buy the whole set?"

"All coming down?"

Even though the old man knew that Zhang Zhiqiang might have some money, he was still shocked by what Zhang Zhiqiang said.

"Yes, how much does it cost?"

"No... No kidding?"

The old man asked as if to be sure.

"No kidding."

"Comrade, although this set of furniture is not large, the wood is very valuable. If you want to buy it all, it will cost at least two hundred dollars in total."

The old man quoted his price.

Zhang Zhiqiang nodded, took out the Great Unity banknotes from his shirt, and started counting the money as if no one was around.

Yibei, ugh, ten dollars, twenty...

He counted out twenty and handed them to the old man.

The old man took the money and counted it twice.

"Comrade, where is your home? I will arrange for someone to take you there when I am done."

"I live in the backyard of the Red Star Courtyard. My name is Zhang Zhiqiang."

In this way, two-thirds of Yi Zhonghai's three hundred yuan was spent, but Zhang Zhiqiang didn't feel bad. After all, the purpose of having money is to improve the living environment. Anyway, it was windfall and it was considered to be making the best use of it.