PFC Chapter 84 Gradually Perfected
Chapter 84 Gradually Perfected
An Jiu looked at him, "How much discount?"
Boss Zhang smiled cheerfully, "Don't worry, I guarantee you'll be satisfied. I have two types of glass on hand. One is the one you see now, and the other is really good. It has excellent protection. I guarantee you'll be able to keep warm all winter long!"
He took out a small piece of gray glass from the gap between the counter and the wall, blew on the surface, and the accumulated dust flew up.
"cough."
Boss Zhang immediately said, "You must have choked. I'll wipe it with a rag. I actually kept this glass for my own use in the winter. Look, it's double-layered and vacuumed in the middle, so it can effectively block 99.99% of the cold air! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have taken this treasure out."
Anjiu took it. He couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, but he felt that it was no different from the single-layer glass on the display stand. However, the double-layer one was indeed better than the single-layer one.
As for the boss's exaggerated words, she didn't believe them at all.
"Since it's an old model, the price should be half of the new model, right?" An Jiu said bluntly, "If this is the only one you have, don't waste your time recommending it. All the glass in my house is broken, so it's useless to have another one."
"Don't worry, the windows of the entire hive are the same size. Even if you want to buy them individually, I won't sell them to you. As for the price, actually--"
"Forget it, I want the new model."
"Huh?" Boss Zhang probably didn't expect An Jiu to refuse without even thinking about it, and the prepared excuses were of no use.
But he still wanted to struggle a little more, "Don't worry, didn't I say I can give you a discount?"
"I know you want to get rid of the old model. I don't mind taking it, but the prerequisite is that it is cheap enough. You know I'm poor." Anjiu looked sincere and used the word "poor" again.
Boss Zhang's face wrinkled into an awkward expression, "Didn't you just come back from another world?"
"……you know?"
"When the show just started, I happened to see you passing by the lower left corner." Boss Zhang lowered his gaze and looked at her cleanly washed clothes. "You don't look like someone who has nothing to gain."
An Jiu said calmly: "Well, I was rich before, but after paying off the half-year rent I owed, I became poor again."
"..."
Boss Zhang was speechless.
He simply said, "Two hundred yuan, no cheaper, the installation fee is also two hundred - this is for others, I can't talk about it. If you still think it's not suitable, please go back. After all, this is two layers of thickness, and it's cheaper than a single layer. Even if I don't make any money, I can't put it in."
Anjiu pressed on the double-glazed glass he wanted to take back, "Okay, at this price, let's install it now?"
Boss Zhang shook his head. "I have to find someone first. They are very busy recently, so I guess you have to wait in line. I will try to talk to them and install it for you first."
Having said that, Anjiu went down the stairs.
"Okay, please help me arrange it as soon as possible. The fee has been paid."
Boss Zhang looked at his virtual watch and saw that the money had been successfully credited to his account... eight hundred. His originally irritated mood immediately improved.
"Come here, I'll help you tie up the glass."
……
When Anjiu carried the glass home, he saw three people standing outside the door.
There was a table next to them with a shiny black mattress on it - the administrator had promised to send them.
I didn't break into the house, which was good.
Anjiu walked over slowly, ignoring their looks, unbolted the latch with one hand, and placed the glass properly against the wall after entering the door.
"Bring your stuff in."
The table was a small round table for one person, and the chair was a low-legged round stool without a backrest. It had been used by so many people that the paint on it was almost peeling off. If you used a little more force, the legs of the stool would start to shake.
As long as it can be used, I won’t mind drinking it.
Look at the mattress again... It feels sticky to the touch and has a foul smell. When you unfold it, you can see a "map" of dark and light spots, and there are three places that are severely worn and the cotton wool is leaking out - the head, buttocks, and feet.
A mixture of the odor of sweaty feet, urine, sweat, and an unknown fishy smell hit me in the face.
...Hiccup.
I dare not use it for fear of getting sick.
She folded it up again and threw it in the corner by the window. She carefully wiped her fingers that had just touched the mattress with a wet towel, and then touched her grandmother's forehead.
The body temperature has returned to normal and the breathing sounds longer.
Anjiu took out a cup from the bucket and poured some water into the bowl. Then he took out the thermos bucket from the space, scooped out a few spoonfuls of thick porridge and mixed it with the water. Then he peeled a tea egg, crushed the egg yolk and mixed it with the porridge.
Thinking that it would be best to have a more complete nutrition, I added another small spoonful of milk powder, mixed it evenly, and then added a little water to make it easier to swallow, and Anjiu tried to feed it to the baby.
I don’t know if it was because she sensed the food or tasted the sweetness of the milk powder, but although grandma didn’t open her eyes, she cooperated very well and swallowed half the bowl of porridge.
Anjiu breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as I can eat.
After a quick tidy up, she took out the door lock and screwdriver, ready to improve the security of her door - to prevent anyone from reaching in and opening the door.
There were installation instructions on the lock box, and it was done quickly by following the instructions. She tested it and found that there was still a bug. In addition to betting that others didn't know how to open it, she also had a double guarantee, a chain lock.
After winding it a few more times and locking it, no one can open it without the key.
I will teach grandma how to use it after she wakes up, so that I don’t have to worry too much about her safety even if she is not at home.
While it was still daylight, Anjiu rolled up his sleeves, grabbed the mattress and rushed to the black market downstairs - if he could sell it, he would sell it, and if not, he could barter it for something else!
As soon as Anjiu arrived, someone came up to him and asked if he had anything to eat.
She shook her head and asked, "Do you want a mattress? I'll sell it for cheap."
"I'm almost starving to death, who wants this thing! Is it edible? If it is, I want it!" Perhaps because he was so hungry, this person actually got angry with her.
An Jiu frowned: "Get lost!"
After that, a few more people came and someone was willing to exchange her pillow, but when she took it out and looked at it, she found that it was a perfect match with the mattress. After refusing, she walked away along the path.
There are more people here, and they sell all kinds of things: used shoes, palm-sized notebooks, a mirror that can barely reflect people, a pair of plastic bowls and chopsticks, beads with holes in them that are not known what they are used for, and a deformed underwear with a small yellow flower on it...
All in all, they are useless and worthless stuff.
Anjiu walked past them holding the mattress, paying attention to whether they had glances that showed they wanted to exchange views, while also looking to see if there was anything he needed.
She suddenly stopped, looked at the lighter in the man's hand, and said briefly: "Sell it or change it?"
The man shook his head: "You have to exchange it with food, or give me two contribution points."
"I don't have anything to eat either. Two is too expensive. I'll just have one."
"One? Look, there's at least half of it left, enough for several uses." He held the lighter in front of Anjiu and let her see the remaining butane inside.
"If it were full, it would be worth two contribution points, but now it's only worth one."
When Anjiu saw the lighter, his first thought was to boil some hot water for grandma to drink, so that the medicine would not be dissolved in cold water for a long time and there would still be particles at the bottom.
The man was unwilling to give in. "I spent four contribution points to buy it. I can sell it for two with half left. Hey, don't leave. Come back and talk about it. Or I can give you something else!"
After waiting for so long, someone finally came. Who will I sell to if he leaves?!
After calling the man back, he searched his pockets but found nothing.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Give me two contribution points. I know someone who wants to buy a mattress, and I'll help you sell it. Just consider that one as my hard work fee! But he said before, no more than three."
"..." An Jiu said slowly, "In that case, why don't you give me the lighter and pay a contribution point, and you can take the mattress. You won't lose money no matter how you sell it."
She also wanted to get rid of it as soon as possible and not waste time.
The man looked confused and didn't understand. "Huh? What do you mean? I don't understand...Please explain it in simple terms."
"What I mean is, I will only give you one contribution point, but if you sell the mattress to your friend, whether you can sell three or four depends on your ability. The extra contribution points belong only to you and have nothing to do with me. And even if you only sell two, you won't lose anything."
After Anjiu finished explaining, the man thought for a while and nodded in agreement.
Holding the lighter and gaining an unexpected contribution point, Anjiu walked around and didn't find anything else useful, so he took the simple elevator home.