Dong Dali understood the old man’s thoughts and waved his hands repeatedly: “No, I have to pay for this money and I have calculated it. It’s very small, not much, dozens of dollars.”

"How many dozens of dollars?" Grandpa Meng's chin fell off.

You said that buying a TV in that era would be like gold falling from the sky with a few dozen dollars. A brand new TV costs more than 1,000 yuan for 14 inches. A 20-inch TV costs 1,500 yuan for 20-inch TVs. Last time, Grandpa Meng and Grandpa Meng learned about the latest market prices of TVs after the New Year's goods market. Because the children wanted to watch the Spring Festival Gala, it was too expensive, so Grandpa Meng and Grandpa Meng had to give up.

"How many inches does this TV set do?" Grandpa Meng estimated according to the market conditions, could he send a TV set the size of a palm?

Dong Dali even denied it repeatedly: "No, no, no. How could you buy a small TV if you have so many people in your family watch it? I told Teacher Meng that it takes at least twenty inches of size, so that your elderly and children can see it clearly, otherwise it would be bad for your eyes."

"Is this TV twenty inches?" Grandpa Meng collapsed his chin again, it was so vain that gold was gone.

"It's thirty-four inches." Dong Dali said happily. He couldn't help but feel proud of finding such a second-hand TV that was so cheap and affordable for Meng Chenhao's family.

"Three, thirty-four inches?" Grandpa Meng was afraid that he had heard it wrong, so he raised a few fingers and gestured with Dong Dali as he confirmed.

On this side, Leilei broke away from his aunt's hand and ran out, counting at the great-grandfather's raised fingers: "One, two, three, four--"

This kid learned to count his fingers from Uncle Xiaosi before, and felt that it was useful now. Leilei raised his little head complacently and said to Grandpa Meng: "It's Four!"

The real standard for the young great-grandson biting in Mandarin is that he can bite clearly and clearly with Si.

Grandpa Meng turned around and touched Leilei's little head with his hand and praised: "It's a thirty or forty-inch TV. It's probably imported ones."

Such a big TV seems to be made in China. At least Grandpa Meng has never seen it in the New Year’s goods market.

Dong Dali smiled and nodded: "Yes, it's imported. Because they were eager to take off the TV because they wanted to move, no one moved it, so they just took it off for a few dozen yuan. My friend asked me to watch it, and when I got there, I saw it, it was a good guy, 99% new. It seems that the family had just bought it for a while and hadn't used it much."

"I just said why is it so cheap? Second-hand ones, people don't want them, so they are cheap, right?" Grandpa Meng asked loudly.

"Yes!" Dong Dali replied loudly.

Grandma Meng hung up the phone and said to her old man: "Chenhao said that he asked the second-hand TV he bought and moved it into the house first. Chenhao will pay the bill with him."

"Yes, yes. Actually, it's okay if you don't charge a few dozen yuan. I'll count the New Year gifts I'll give to a few children." Dong Dali said readily.

"How can this work?" Mr. Meng waved his hand.

"Why can't it be? Second-hand ones, don't throw them into the garbage dump, you don't have a penny."

It makes sense to hear Dong Dali's statement. Grandpa Meng and Grandma Meng are more curious about how the garbage treasure they picked up. Dong Dali found two porters and helped lift the huge TV to the second floor.

After the TV was carried into the Meng family, Grandpa Meng and Grandma Meng discovered a big problem: Where to put the TV?
Chapter completed!