Chapter 1845: Second-Hand Store 3
Feng Qingxue smiled, "My last name is Feng, Feng Qingxue, I'm just a passer-by from another place, I'm here to buy some things to take back, I won't stay here. You guys should send the child and the pregnant woman to the hospital quickly, it's cold, don't delay."
Mother Zhu remembered the name in her heart, and hurriedly begged everyone to help carry the pregnant woman with her lower body wrapped in an old mattress to the door downstairs.
A flatbed cart was already ready at the door, with an old quilt on it.
Feng Qingxue only followed downstairs, watching the pregnant woman lying steadily on the flatbed cart, and did not go to the hospital. She found a place to wash her hands, changed her bloodstained clothes, and returned to the building to buy the expensive silk she liked.
When she passed by the stairs, someone was already cleaning the blood on the ground, and greeted Feng Qingxue when he saw her.
Feng Qingxue nodded to them and went straight upstairs.
The pregnant woman suddenly went into labor and was delivered on the spot, and the news had spread throughout the department store. The salesperson selling silk was a middle-aged woman, and she greeted Feng Qingxue enthusiastically. She had heard that it was this young and pretty female doctor who came downstairs to save the pregnant woman, and both mother and child were safe.
Feng Qingxue quickly picked a few pieces of silk and fled in the enthusiasm of the salesperson.
She was so enthusiastic that she wanted to ask about her ancestors.
When she returned to the guesthouse, it was already three or four o'clock in the afternoon. Feng Qingxue was ready to go home the next day, and she didn't go out. She simply stayed in the room to organize the space, and some supplies that she had an excuse to take home were cleaned out and put together.
Although there was still a shortage of supplies in the next two or three years, living conditions were getting better and better, so there was no need to be frugal with the use of space and supplies.
It has been sixteen years since she came here. There are indeed many people who need financial support, and they often go to the black market to sell. There are not many coarse and fine grains left in the space. Most of the meat and eggs have been consumed, which is probably enough for their family to eat for a few years. However, there are many fruits and vegetables left, especially the unsalable products she bought at the place of origin for cheap. She can't take them out at ordinary times, and only eat a small part of them.
After Feng Qingxue tidied up the space, she made herself a fruit salad for dinner. She cut cantaloupe, bananas, apples, and pears into pieces and mixed them with some cream in a large glass bowl.
Not to mention, the taste is quite good, especially the cantaloupe, which is sweet and crisp.
It's a pity that she can't take it out for her family to taste. Feng Qingxue felt very sorry. When she bought a ticket the next day, she found that it was an evening train, so she went to various department stores and bought more things for her family.
There is more than one department store in Shanghai. Of course, the 100 and 100 are the most famous.
In addition to department stores, there are also second-hand stores on Huaihai Road. The full name is "State-owned Huaihai Second-hand Store". When Huaiguojiu is mentioned, locals know where it is. Feng Qingxue walked over unconsciously and was surprised to find that there were many good things inside.
Second-hand stores sell not only second-hand goods, but also consignment goods and factory defective products, processed goods, clearance products, things seized by customs, items confiscated during the revolutionary period, and things exported and sold domestically, etc. There are many varieties, which are dazzling. Of course, the flow of people is like a tide, almost crowding the entire store, because the things here do not require tickets and the prices are low!
No matter what time, don't underestimate women's desire to buy.
Feng Qingxue cheered and rushed to the wooden counter with the least customers first, touching the old-fashioned wardrobe that she liked at first sight.
Purple with black, shiny and translucent, finely carved, although there are traces of time, it is hard to say that it is the style of a luxurious family. What is it if not red sandalwood furniture? And it is small-leaf red sandalwood.