Chapter 70: The Return

Seeing Zhao Changfeng's surprised look, Lin Dongfeng smiled.

"Changfeng, I've never seen such a big freezer, right?"

Zhao Changfeng nodded.

Lin Dongfeng said: "Don't look at this freezer is so big, in fact, it can't hold many things. Come with me! ”

As he spoke, he led Zhao Changfeng to the back of the freezer.

"See? This is the compressor of the freezer, which takes up more than half of the volume of the freezer! ”

Zhao Changfeng looked at it, isn't it, the black compressor is half the size of a house, and it is spitting and roaring there. This black guy alone takes up most of the freezer, no wonder this freezer has to be such a behemoth!

patted the freezer, Lin Dongfeng said to Zhao Changfeng: "Changfeng, do you think this thing is too bulky?" Let me tell you, Lao Maozi's things are just such a characteristic, bulky and bulky, but the quality is very good. I asked the owner last time and he said that this big guy has been out there for more than a decade. No matter the wind or rain, or even the snow in winter, don't care about it, as long as the power is turned on, the compressor will still spit and scream, and there will be no problem! ”

Zhao Changfeng stuck out his tongue, his heart was too exaggerated! Lao Maozi's goods are so good?

When visiting the bay in the afternoon, Zhao Changfeng had no intention of watching the beautiful scenery of the blue sea and blue sky, his mind was all about Lao Maozi's big freezer and the refrigerator and refrigeration machinery of the drunken old Wang.

As a speedboat, sightseeing in the bay, the Vladivostok tour is coming to an end, and it is only four o'clock in the afternoon, and it is still early for the international special train to return to China at eight o'clock in the evening. The tour guide takes the tourists to the front of the railway station square, so that the tourists can move around freely in the vicinity, and they can gather in front of the square at seven o'clock.

Lin Dongfeng patted Zhao Changfeng on the shoulder and said to him: "Let's go, Changfeng, the next thing is our highlight, to visit the bazaar in Vladivostok." ”

The bazaars in Vladivostok look a bit like those in rural China, because apart from some Russian vendors with fixed stalls, the rest have no fixed stalls, and anyone can get something and occupy a place to sell it. If you don't even have a place, you can even hold the goods in your arms and stand on the road to sell them. Most of the Chinese tourists come to this place to pick up the Russians.

Zhao Changfeng met an old Russian lady with a blue fox skin scarf on her arm at the intersection, Zhao Changfeng touched it, and felt that it felt very good, he liked this fox skin scarf very much, thinking that his mother must be warm and beautiful to wear in winter, so he wanted to buy it, but he was afraid of buying fake things, so he asked Lin Dongfeng to help take a look.

Lin Dongfeng said with a smile: "Changfeng, don't worry, Russians haven't learned to sell fakes yet!" ”

Zhao Changfeng was relieved at this time, and asked Lin Dongfeng to ask the old lady for the price, and the old lady asked for 70,000 rubles, which was equivalent to about 90 yuan. It's not expensive, Zhao Changfeng wanted to buy it, but suddenly thought of going to the market to take a look again, what if he encounters something else that looks better and the price is cheaper? If not, it's not too late to come back and buy the old lady's scarf.

Seeing this, Lin Dongfeng shook his head and said, "Changfeng, if you want to come back later, this old lady will definitely give you a price increase!" ”

Zhao Changfeng smiled, a little unconvinced.

After shopping around the market for a week, Zhao Changfeng felt that it was better to have the fox fur scarf in the old lady's hand, so he pulled Lin Dongfeng back to the intersection. The old lady was still standing there, and the scarf in her hand was not sold.

Seeing that Zhao Changfeng had returned, the old lady stretched out her hand and raised the price to 75,000 rubles.

I said! Really! Uncle Lin really got it right!

Zhao Changfeng was angry, turned his head and went to the market to look carefully, I didn't believe it, I couldn't find a scarf in the market that looked better than the old lady's sold.

Maybe it's the psychological effect, after carefully sifting around, Zhao Changfeng really didn't find a scarf that looked better than the blue fox fur scarf in the old lady's hand. In desperation, Zhao Changfeng had no choice but to pull Lin Dongfeng back.

Lin Dongfeng said with a smile: "Changfeng, if you go back this time, the old lady will increase the price again!" ”

No way? Hasn't it gone up once?

When the old lady saw Zhao Changfeng coming back, her wrinkled face smiled proudly: "Eighty thousand rubles!" ”

Zhao Changfeng was almost so angry that he vomited blood. Do Russians do this business all the way? No wonder we need to introduce shock therapy from Western open-boil countries! How many times have the Russians jumped into the sky!

Seeing that the old lady refused to lower the price, Zhao Changfeng's eyes rolled and he had an idea. He went back to the market and found a Chinese tourist from the same tour group, told him, and asked him to help him go to the old lady and buy a blue fox fur scarf.

Sure enough, after the Chinese tourist passed, the old Russian lady didn't say a word, and sold him the blue fox skin scarf for 70,000 rubles.

Seeing the blue fox fur scarf that had only arrived in his hand after a long time, Zhao Changfeng shook his head and smiled bitterly, it seems that the surname of the Russian is really stubborn.

Next, Zhao Changfeng spent another 200,000 rubles to choose a yellow tweed coat for his father, and this trip to Russia was complete.

At this time, it was still early, only half past five, and there was still more than an hour before the meeting. Lin Dongfeng asked Zhao Changfeng if he needed to go to another bazaar to take a look, Zhao Changfeng shook his head, it's all about the same, there is no need to look at it.

Suddenly, Zhao Changfeng remembered something, so he asked Lin Dongfeng where there were refrigerators, and he wanted to go over and take a look.

Lin Dongfeng said with a smile, although Lao Maozi's refrigerator is of good quality, it is too bulky and the effective volume is too small, and I am afraid that no one will like it when I bring it back to China.

Zhao Changfeng said that he just wanted to take a look, anyway, it was still early.

So Lin Dongfeng took Zhao Changfeng to a home appliance shopping mall in Russia, which was full of bulky Russian local goods, and foreign imported household appliances were almost invisible.

Around the corner of the mall, Mr. Zhao saw a Russian refrigerator. It's big, it's stupid, and the packaging is extremely shabby. At least get a cardboard box cover, right? No, it was simply surrounded by a few pine strips, tied with iron wire on the pine strips, and most of the refrigerator was exposed, and the paint in many places was hung or bruised.

Lin Dongfeng explained with a smile: "Changfeng, this refrigerator is only damaged on the outside, and it does not affect the quality inside at all. It will never be a problem to bring it home and use it for twenty or thirty years. The only problem is that you first have to get used to it giving a lot of noise to work! ”

Lin Dongfeng looked at the Russian on the nameplate behind the refrigerator and said to Zhao Changfeng: "This is 132 liters." ”

Zhao Changfeng couldn't believe it, this big guy looked larger than the 260-liter refrigerator in domestic shopping malls.

"Uncle Lin, how much does this refrigerator cost?" Zhao Changfeng asked.

Lin Dongfeng looked at the price tag and said, "If you look at the price on the tag, one will sell for 300,000 rubles." ”

Zhao Changfeng did a quick mental calculation, "Uncle Lin, isn't that one only equivalent to four hundred yuan?" ”

"Yes, but if you buy it at this price, the mall will definitely say that it is out of stock!" Lin Dongfeng Road

"Why?"

"Hehe, the prices listed in the mall are converted at the official exchange rate. But now the black market exchange rate of the renminbi is six or seven times higher than the official exchange rate. (Note: The renminbi is not a freely convertible currency, and neither is the old Russian ruble.) The official exchange rate mentioned by Lin Dongfeng refers to the conversion of the renminbi and the official exchange rate of the old ruble against the US dollar. )

"I see!" Zhao Changfeng suddenly realized.

Back in the square, the tourists have almost returned. Just a few more hours on the international train and you can return to your dear homeland.

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