Chapter 50: Go to the Scrap Collection Station (Update 1)

Author: Dong Muhe

Chapter 50: Go to the Scrap Collection Station (Update 1)

After Song Hongguo left, she first went to the public restroom to change back into her clothes, and then went to the grain station to take a look. Sure enough, there was no grain left for sale, only some dried sweet potatoes that had not been dried and had some mildew spots. She went to the meat station again and found that

A few leg bones were randomly thrown on the oily chopping board. They were picked cleanly. You can buy one for 20 cents without a ticket.

Seeing that she seemed interested, the other party said a few more words, "It doesn't look like there's any meat, but if you cook it hard, there's still a lot of oil and water. It just costs some firewood. I'll break the bones for you.

The bone marrow smells delicious when you inhale it.”

Song Hongguo was also rushing to make soup to replenish calcium. Otherwise, what's the use of these bare bones? She asked for one, and the other party smashed it open with a hammer and handed her a pack of oil paper. Maybe he was in a good mood after selling something.

He also reminded, "If you want to sell meat, you have to come early. If you line up after four o'clock, you might not be able to grab one."

"What about pig's trotters or water?"

"Well, it's okay to go a little later. It's a bad luck for you to come here today. Someone just bought it."

Song Hongguo nodded and knew what she was thinking. She had already bought a few environmentally friendly shopping bags from the supermarket in the system. They were made of burlap. She stuffed the bones into them and carried them with her hands. They were simple, practical, generous and good-looking.

The other party couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

After leaving the house, she went to the vegetable station again. In addition to cabbage, there were radish and potatoes. She bought a few potatoes, and picked some green onions, ginger and dried chili peppers. After leaving, she also bought some peppercorns, star anise and the like bought from the system.

After putting it in, there was also a strip of pork belly, the shampoo she had been thinking about, and the rest were just snacks. Oh, she couldn't help it, and she also chose a few toys for the two little ones, including Luban locks, nine-link rings, and glass marbles.

, top, are all out of the ordinary.

Carrying the heavy sack, Song Hongguo finally went to the scrap collection station.

The system was more excited than she was and popped up to remind, "Start filming quickly. Don't you want to buy fertilizer?"

"..." Not to mention chemical fertilizers, her points were almost enough, but after letting her loose to buy toys, she returned to abject poverty.

"There must be a lot of good things buried inside. Keep your eyes open and look for them. They are all treasures that can be passed down from generation to generation. If they are ruined...hiss, I can't think about it. It breaks my heart just thinking about it."

Song Hongguo said helplessly, "Maybe it has been ruined."

After hearing this, the system fell silent for a while, and then said quietly after a while, "Try your best and save as much as you can. Some things should not disappear. They should be a mark of history."

Song Hongguo rarely agreed with it, "You're right, you can also help me later. I really don't know much about antique calligraphy and painting."

"Um……"

The location of the commune's scrap collection station is a little remote, but the area is not small. The door is open. There is only an old man guarding the door. He is sitting on a horse and taking a nap against the wall. When he hears the movement, he opens his eyelids and looks at her, "What the hell?"

What?"

Song Hongguo said hurriedly, "Uncle, I want to buy some old furniture."

The uncle casually pointed in the direction and said, "In that room, you can tell me after you have made your choice."

"Okay, I also want to buy some books for the children at home..."

"Next to you."

"Thank you, uncle."

As soon as she left, the old man closed his eyes again, as if he didn't care about anything.

Song Hongguo first glanced at the things piled up in the yard. Most of them were broken pots and jars, as well as some discarded old parts. She found two of them on the bicycle rack alone. They were both damaged.

It was just treated as scrap, and she asked the system, "Is there any treasure in this?"

The system urged, "No, go find the book quickly. That is the treasure that is truly valuable and meaningful."

"Okay."

Song Hongguo felt a pity in her heart, so she first went to the room where the books were stored. After opening the door and entering, she was stunned and couldn't help but whisper, "Why are there so many?"

The house had to be fifty or sixty square meters, and there was a mountain of messy books, which was quite a challenge.

The system became excited, "calligraphy, painting, and unique copies, look for these first."

"Yeah." If you want to find those, you need to find the textbooks as well, otherwise you can go out empty-handed later?

Half an hour later, Song Hongguo reminded helplessly, "Restrain yourself, the space is full."

The system immediately felt sorry for her, and even complained to her, "Why do you want so many bicycles and quilts? They took up so much space for nothing, but now it's better. The treasure is clearly within easy reach, but it can't be stuffed in."

Song Hongguo said speechlessly, "Have you stuffed enough?"

"Is it a lot? Is it a lot?" The system wanted to jump up, "Do you know how precious those things are? It's not an exaggeration to say they are worth a thousand gold, but now, they are just thrown here in the dark like garbage. If you can't take them away,

Once you go out, they will disappear. Hundreds of years of cultural accumulation are just gone, gone..."

Song Hongguo asked suspiciously, "You're not going to cry, are you?"

"...Aren't you sad? Are you still human?"

Song Hongguo rolled her eyes, "What's the use of being sad? In my era, these things no longer existed, but now, I'm trying my best to save them..."

"Did you try your best? You didn't. If you really tried your best, you should throw away your bicycle, radio, and quilt coat, etc., to make room for them!"

"Haha, that's not trying your best, is that crazy?"

"..."

"Okay, don't worry. Anyway, these things won't be broken for a while. The big deal is, after I finish working for a while, I will sell the big items in the space to takeaway to make room for your precious things.

no?"

However, the system was not coaxed, and was still anxious and angry, "What if someone gets in first? Do you think you are the only one who knows the treasure? One step too late, one step too late!"

Hearing this, Song Hongguo's heart moved, and she asked with a half-smile, "Who else has a keen eye to recognize treasures?"

The system suddenly lost its sound.

Song Hongguo snorted, "Why don't you speak anymore? Weren't you jumping up and down with excitement just now? Now it's all gone? Don't you feel sorry for those treasures anymore? Don't you want to keep these marks of history?"

The system continues to be silent.

Song Hongguo stabbed it with words again, "I suddenly thought of a question, even if I put things into the space, you can't get it? So, what are you trying to do by urging me?"

"...Is it good for you? These things are not valuable now, but in a few decades, they will be frequent visitors at auctions, and you can be as rich as the enemy in a minute."

Song Hongguo snorted, not falling for the trick at all, "You also said that was decades later, and I have never thought of getting rich by relying on these things. Let's just say that now, since they are not valuable, who will?

Are you the first to get there? Come on, come on, come on, don’t you keep preaching that you are good to me? You don’t even dare to tell the truth frankly, okay?”

The system felt guilty and said vaguely, "You will always know in the future..."

"No, I want to know now!"

"..."
Chapter completed!