Siheyuan: Starting from the Pig Killer

Just do it if you think of it.

After Xiang Yunduan came out of the department store, he went directly to the entrustment store where he bought watches and bicycles last time.

"Master Dong, are you busy?"

Xiang Yunduan entered the commission store, looked around, and found that there were a few customers inside. Old Man Dong was arguing with one of the customers.

"you are?"

Old Man Dong glanced at Xiang Yunduan, with a slightly puzzled expression on his face.

Xiang Yunduan looked at Old Man Dong carefully and found that the old man's expression did not look like he was pretending.

He knew the location of the black market from Old Man Dong, and the last time he knew the location of the black market from Old Man Dong, he caused a big fuss in the black market not long after.

When he went to the black market, he wore a monkey face mask the whole time. His appearance was changed, so he didn't have to worry about being recognized. But the only loophole was Old Man Dong. After all, the incident in the black market was too close to the time when he inquired about the black market. Yes, if you are someone who is interested, even if you are not sure, you will definitely associate it with him.

After the black market incident was over, Xiang Yunduan once wanted to silence Old Man Dong. Later, he found that there was nothing unusual about Old Man Dong and he was not a murderous person, so he did not take action.

But looking at Old Man Dong's reaction at this moment, it seems that he has forgotten him. It seems that Old Man Dong didn't think about him at all during the black market incident. Otherwise, he would never have been able to recognize him like he is now.

"Oh, don't you remember? I bought a bicycle here last time." Xiang Yunduan said.

But maybe it was because too many people had bought bicycles, but Old Man Dong still looked puzzled and didn't think about it at all.

"Watch! I also bought a watch, the one that was sold several times and returned, the one that couldn't be repaired!"

Xiang Yunduan specifically turned on the Omega watch on his wrist. At this moment, Old Man Dong seemed to remember something.

Xiang Yunduan approached Mr. Dong and whispered: "That time, when I came here, you were reading behind the counter. I took a look and saw that there seemed to be Jin Lian, Ximen Daguan and so on. Oh, by the way, there was also an illustration. Well, just the grape trellis and the swing, you were just watching..."

"Okay, okay, I remembered, stop talking!"

Old Man Dong didn't know whether he really remembered it or didn't want Xiang Yunduan to continue talking, so he interrupted him directly: "It's your boy, are you going to buy something this time?"

"Is there a record player?" Xiang Yunduan asked.

It's better that Old Man Dong can't remember him. The more he can't remember, the more flawless the black market thing is.

Although it has been so long, who knows if the police are still investigating?

"Record player? Oops, you're late. I originally had one, but it was sold last week!" Old Man Dong said.

"Really? Are there any records? Operas, songs, etc. are all fine, even foreign ones!" Xiang Yunduan asked again.

Since you are planning to buy a record player, you must also have records, otherwise what are you going to listen to?

Anyway, he has made up his mind to buy a record player. If there is no record player here, he will go to other commission stores to check. Anyway, there are many commission shops in Sijiu City, so he will definitely be able to find it.

On the other hand, you can collect more records so that you don’t have to listen to them later.

"There are some records. The person who bought the record player wanted to listen to the opera, so he bought all the opera records. The ones left behind were really songs. The foreign one you mentioned also has some. It seems to be called Muza. , but it doesn’t sing, it just makes a beep beep sound!” Old Man Dong said.

"Muza?"

Xiang Yunduan was stunned and shook his head, not recognizing him.

"Don't sing? That's pure music. Take it out and let me see it!" Xiang Yunduan said.

Soon, Old Man Dong dug out a few records from somewhere. Fortunately, they seemed to be well preserved and had covers on the outside.

Xiang Yunduan took it over and looked at it. The songs include "The Sky in the Liberated Area", "Dock Workers' Song", "Graduation Song", "Yellow River Cantata", "Newspaper Selling Song", etc. There are also several pure music songs, including Dong The one the old man said.

"Turkish March?"

Having not used English for a long time, Xiang Yunduan was relatively unfamiliar, and he could barely identify it after thinking about it.

"Isn't this "Turkish March"? This is Mozart's music! Mozart? Muza?"

Xiang Yunduan muttered, this translation is different from that of later generations. For the last song "When You Get Old", Tao Xiaoye translated Yeats into Ye Ci.

"How much does this add up to?" Xiang Yunduan asked.

In addition to pieces by Mozart, there are also pieces by Chopin and Tchaikovsky.

"A record costs one yuan. There are six in total, so that's six yuan!" Old Man Dong said.

"So expensive?"

Xiang Yunduan was a little stunned, but think about it, recording these vinyl records, which have been eliminated in later generations, is really not a simple matter in this era, so it should be more expensive.

"Okay, I want them all, wrap them up for me!" Xiang Yunduan said while taking out the money.

Judging from the specifications of these records, they are all 78 rpm, and each side can only be recorded for five minutes at most. So even though there are six records, there is actually not much content.

Taking the record from Old Man Dong, it felt heavy and weighty in my hand.

"Oh, by the way, Master Dong, you have to give these things a try, right? I don't know if they are good or bad? Can they make any sound? Don't leave them for too long and they won't sound!" They all walked out of the door. Xiang Yunduan turned back again.

"Then we can't try it. The record player has been bought. How can we try it?" Old Man Dong said helplessly.

"What should I do? Can't I spend money to buy something that I don't know is good or bad?" Xiang Yunduan said.

"Well, let's do this. I'll give you two days. If there is any problem within two days, you can send it back and I will refund the money to you. How about that?" Old Man Dong said.

"Okay, as long as you say this!"

Xiang Yunduan nodded. Although it was not seven days without a reason, two days was enough.

After leaving Dongdan, a commission store, Xiang Yunduan went to other commission shops.

However, things like record players seemed to be quite high-end. He walked around a lot and didn't really encounter them again until he entered the Beixinqiao Commission Store.

This is a large commission store similar in size to the Dongdan Commission Shop. Moreover, the items sold in this commission shop seem to be rather geared towards these types of machinery.

There were not only record players, but also cameras, tape recorders, etc. Xiang Yunduan also found a wooden box for playing foreign films.

He didn't look much at other things. In fact, many things were quite attractive to him, but he didn't have much money, so he couldn't buy whatever he wanted. He could only buy a record player.

Of course, he also bought all the records here. Fortunately, there was no duplicate content with the records he bought before.

The record player was not as expensive as expected, only fifty-three yuan, probably because it was second-hand or even third-hand or fourth-hand.

……

When Xiang Yunduan pushed his bicycle into the courtyard, there was an immediate sensation in the courtyard.