MTL - Dressed As Eighties Supernatural Woman

  Chapter 61 Ideal is very plump, reality is very skinny

   When I went to a place that sells large items, I asked about the 150 yuan for a sewing machine in addition to the ticket. It was really painful, but since I came to buy a sewing machine, I didn’t have to worry too much.

   asked the salesman to issue a ticket and hand over the money and ticket. After Luo Qiao paid the money, she asked their porter to help deliver the items to the back alley.

  The master heard that someone would come to pick it up soon, and he asked, "Why don't you wait at the door of the department store?"

  Luo Qiao said with a smile: "The door is too eye-catching, and I don't know when the family can come. I don't want people to be seen as monkeys, so I made an appointment here."

  The master was right after thinking about it. This sewing machine is a big piece, and everyone who goes in and out inevitably has to take a look. It's normal for this girl to be thin-skinned and embarrassed. "

   So after delivering the things to the place, I didn't say anything more and left with envy.

  Luo Qiao stood there guarding the things, and after waiting for two groups of people, there was no sign of anyone coming, so she put the things in the space and left here quickly.

   There is one more business thing to do, that is, to find a place to sell fish, find a place and change back to the original clothes, because she is dressed so well, wandering around this street, she is also afraid of being stared at by people who are interested.

   Anyway, the clothes that I wore today only had two patches, and they were inconspicuous in the crowd. Luo Qiao was walking around the streets with a backpack on her back.

   She probably thought it was simple, she went to two state-run restaurants, but they needed fish every day, but first, they had a fixed delivery person, and second, they had to deliver to their door.

   Those larger markets, which are still state-owned units, can still receive goods at their doorsteps, but they must have a formal brigade certificate to prove the source and ownership of these things.

  Luo Qiao stood in a corner, looking at the street where people came and went, thinking of the saying in later generations, 'Ideal is beautiful, reality is skinny. ’

  I was also a little hungry, so I found a place to cover with a basket and took out a two-faced bun from the space. I also took a pickled radish stick in my hand, and I made do with it.

  I drank some water from the bamboo tube, but I couldn’t catch up with the noon bus, so let’s take the afternoon trip back.

   got up and asked a few passersby to find the junk depot. The place is a bit remote. It's in the city.

  The aunt's family also has a girl who is the same age as Luo Qiao in school. Maybe she felt sympathetic and gave her some pointers. Luo Qiao smiled and thanked her before walking in.

   First, I went to the book room. It was full of piles. After rummaging for a long time, I found the few books I wanted, as well as some exercise books. I picked some relatively good ones and put them in the back basket.

   Then I thought about going to other warehouses to see if there was anything I liked. The innermost warehouse is full of old furniture, most of which are missing arms and legs.

  Luo Qiao was about to leave when she saw two Taishi chairs against the wall. They looked very old at first glance, and there was a small table next to them that should have been matched, and they looked like the same wood.

  I don't know why Luo Qiao suddenly had the idea of ​​taking these antique-looking pieces of furniture away, and they seemed to be intact except for the broken leg of the Taishi chair.

I thought that it should be usable when I go back and repair it, or as a collection, but I didn't expect that the broken leg would be placed on the broken cabinet next to it. I really feel like I've lost it and found it again. Shouldn't be able to see it.

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   (end of this chapter)