As Jiang Feng expected, he still looked like a clean girl when he left, and when he came back, he was three girls who collected rags.

Ji Xia is a little better, although she has eaten a little more fat during this time, and her face is much rounder, but after all, she is still in shape and is still a normal adolescent girl. Small size is flexible, which also means that when you go in and out of things, you will have a small contact area with dust.

Jiang Feng took a closer look, Ji Xia is face, hands, elbows, legs and a few places on his back are dirty, and the other places are slightly better, and the clothes should still be saved.

Jiang Junlian and Jiang Junqing belong to the kind of people who are completely helpless and can be thrown into the trash can, and the fifth aunt will not look at them.

Jiang Feng wondered if the two of them had just rushed in and rolled a few times to make their bodies so dirty that they couldn't find a clean place.

The most important thing is that the three of them seem to be having a good time, and they really treat this as a secret room adventure. Jiang Feng stood outside the warehouse for so long, and a large living pestle was stunned by the three of them.

"Ahem. Jiang Feng coughed heavily, cleared his throat, and saw that no one noticed him, so he could only open his throat and shout.

"It's time to eat!"

Now all three of them reacted, and they all ran out.

Jiang Feng stuffed two rags into everyone's arms, handed Jiang Junlian a bottle of hand sanitizer, and asked the three of them to hurry up and wash their faces and hands in the places that might be used to contact the dishes when they were eating, and he began to look at what they had detected.

In fact, there are really a lot of things, Jiang Feng noticed it when he first came, there are three stacks of miscellaneous things on the wall, and the three stacks of things are very distinct, and the types are also different.

The middle stack was the largest, and it was all bottles and jars, some of which were still dusty, and some of which had been wiped clean. Jiang Feng walked up and took a closer look, there were basically some beautiful plates and jars and bowls, all of which were in good condition and obviously could be used, but he didn't know how these good tableware were thrown into the warehouse.

The front stack is full of knick-knacks and small toys, incense burners, and porcelain animals with missing arms and legs. Jiang Feng even saw a very good-looking snuff box that had been wiped clean, and it looked like the material might be jade, and the price should be expensive.

Jiang Feng took a photo and sent it to Lao Zhang to tell him that there are actually treasures in your warehouse.

The innermost stack is very cluttered, with everything. Books, calendars, books, handkerchiefs, as well as small cards, small tin boxes, Jiang Feng also saw a music box that was obviously broken, and a very eye-catching rusty long knife.

It's a dangerous good.

Although the long knife is rusty, it can be seen that it should be a relatively sharp knife before it is rusty, but if you accidentally cut the cut, you will have to go to the hospital for tetanus.

Jiang Feng shook his head, thinking to himself that he was not afraid of scratching himself if he picked up this kind of thing.

Jiang Feng squatted down, carefully pulled the long knife out of the pile of debris, pinched the handle and threw it far away.

After throwing it away, he still felt uneasy, so he held the handle of the knife again and picked up the long knife, preparing to find something solid to wrap it, so that the person who cleaned up the garbage would not accidentally be cut by the knife.

"Ding, get a memory of Chen Shi. ”

Huh?

Jiang Feng paused with the knife and glanced at the rusty knife in his hand incredulously.

On closer inspection, it does seem that this knife is a little unusual.

This rust, which has been left in the warehouse for twenty or thirty years, looks like an unearthed cultural relic.

However, who is Chen Shi?

Just as Jiang Feng was carefully holding the knife and studying it, Jiang Junqing, Jiang Junlian, and Ji Xia had already washed their faces and hands back. The clothes are basically hopeless, but fortunately, the three of them are wearing either skirts or short sleeves, which does not affect their meals.

Jiang Feng stared at the three of them carefully, and found that this next season was the dirtiest, although his clothes were not as dirty as the other two, but her hair was dirty, and she didn't know where to go, her head was full of ash, and she didn't wash it off when she washed it just now. Jiang Feng could only take the rag that was not very clean and paste it on Ji Xia's head a few times to wipe off the dust on the surface.

Jiang Feng pointed to the innermost stack, carrying a knife in his hand, and asked with a serious face, "Who picked it up?"

Because his expression was too serious, it didn't look like he was complimenting, which caused Ji Xia to be a little nervous, and he raised his hand tremblingly and whispered, "I...... I picked it up. ”

"Xia Xia, what are you doing when you pick up some of these things? Everything else is fine, this knife is all rusty, what if you accidentally scratch it? Safety first! Do you know that you are a chef, what if you cut your own hands?" Jiang Feng was like a high school director.

"I ...... I just didn't think it was useful in there, and the knife was dangerous, so I picked it up and threw it away. Ji Xia explained.

Jiang Feng: ?

After asking carefully, I realized that the ideas and directions of the three girls' secret room adventures were completely different.

The bottles and jars in the middle are Jiang Junlian's, she is a pragmatist, and her main direction is to find out the plates, dishes and jars that she thinks can still be used, and she also came out with two large vases, but not here on the other side.

The stack of gadgets in front of her belonged to Jiang Junqing, and her main direction was to find out something that she found interesting and useful, so the things she found out were the most valuable.

And Ji Xia's idea is to pick up useless things and throw them away.

In addition to the pile here, on the other side, Ji Xia picked up countless rotten woods and put them together with the large flower pots that Jiang Junlian had brought out, all of which were ready to be thrown away.

Jiang Feng: ......

He said, "Whoever is idle has nothing to do and has nothing to explore and dig out a bunch of."

Jiang Feng picked up the small tin box in the clutter pile, picked it up and asked Ji Xia, "What is this?"

"I don't know. Ji Xia shook his head, "I opened it and read it, and there were some notes inside, and I couldn't understand what was written on it." ”

Jiang Feng opened the tin box and found that it was full of notes like scrapped scratch paper, crumpled, as if someone had rubbed them and was ready to throw them away, but he didn't know why he leveled them out and put them in the box. The paper was already a little yellowed, apparently some years old, and it was clear that the notes were written by Zhang Guanghang.

Because it's all in French, Ji Xia can understand it, and there are ghosts.

Jiang Feng looked at Ji Xia's pile of things again, except that this small tin box was some miscellaneous items that could really be thrown away as garbage, either useless paper or broken things. Jiang Feng took a photo and sent it to Zhang Guanghang to ask him if there was anything in it that could be thrown away, and he could help him clean it up.

Touching the ashes of his hand, Jiang Feng smiled and said to the three of them who had worked hard all morning: "Let's eat, wait a moment to see what you have sorted out, the dishes are on the table in the dining room, I'll wash my hands, you go first." ”

The three little girls rushed towards the dining room like high school students whose last class was physical education class and who could grab the cafeteria after class early.

Jiang Feng was originally going to put the tin box back into the pile of sundries, but he felt that although this tin box contained some waste paper, it was obviously useful for the waste paper to be packed into the box so carefully, so he picked up the tin box again, opened it and took a photo for Zhang Guanghang.

Zhang Guanghang didn't reply to the message sent earlier, probably because he was busy and didn't look at his phone.

Just as Jiang Feng was about to close the box, a gust of wind happened to blow, blowing the top piece of paper away.

Fortunately, he grabbed it quickly, otherwise the next plot would be Jiang Feng running around the yard chasing a piece of paper.

"Ding, get a memory of Zhang Guanghang. ”

Today's game has suddenly become extraordinarily active.

Jiang Feng: ?

Is this garbage that Xia Xia picked up? It's all treasures!

Jiang Feng immediately took the opportunity to carefully touch all the piles of miscellaneous items in Ji Xia, and after not touching them, he went around to the other side to find the pile of rotten wood that Ji Xia picked up, and touched each piece of wood again, and found nothing after touching the ashes on his hands.

Jiang Feng didn't give up, and touched the two stacks of things that Jiang Junlian and Jiang Junqing picked up from beginning to end, but he still didn't have any memory.

Jiang Feng glanced at the warehouse that looked like a treasure vault, thought about it and gave up again.

Touching the memory depends on fate, fate can be touched casually, and fate is not so bad that you can't touch it.

It was an unexpected joy to be able to touch two memories in a short period of time.

He's really a good apprentice!