When Song Yiran arrived in the town, the town was already lively, and the Chinese New Year was about to begin, and the number of people buying things had obviously increased a lot compared to the previous few days. People come and go, with smiles on their faces, it seems that the wind direction in the past two years is really good, and the hearts of the people are very hopeful.

She wanted to buy food, and she had to buy a few jars to go back, so Zhao Xiaodong gave her a very large back basket, which could hold a lot of things, and the most important thing was to hide people's eyes.

Song Yiran wanted to exchange the things in the space for money. In the past few days, she has been running up the hill a lot, and there are a lot more rabbits, pheasants and roe deer in the space.

As for the good treasures that were picked up at the scrap yard, Song Yiran didn't plan to sell them. The gold of the troubled times, the antiques of the prosperous times, these things may be exchanged for a lot of money in the future!

Song Yiran was wandering around the town with a child on her back, and there were really a lot of half-grown children like her who came out to catch the market. The children of the poor are in charge of the family early, and the children of fourteen or fifteen years old seem to have become a strong laborer, not only to work in the fields, but also to learn everything in the family.

Song Yiran walked and walked to the scrap yard, she looked around, and saw that the surroundings were very quiet, and there were no people moving around, so she took two steps into the gate of the yard.

Last time, the time was too tight, and she came and went in a hurry, so there must have been a lot of omissions. Although the yard is big, good things won't always wait for you to pick them up, and if someone else picks them up, she will be heartbroken.

The gatekeeper was deeply impressed by Song Yiran, and when he saw her coming over with a big basket on his back, he said in surprise: "Hey, little girl, why are you here again?"

Song Yiran stood at the door of the guard's room and said with a smile: "Uncle, I'm not too young, I can work." Uncle, why are you so deserted here, the street is lively. ”

"It's almost the New Year, there must be chaos over there in the supply and marketing cooperative!" The janitor pointed to the small stove in front of him, "Child, come in and bake the fire!"

Song Yiran answered, rubbed the soil on his feet, and entered the house.

It was a small, dilapidated room, which looked to have been built at least twenty years ago, with small windows and dilapidated wooden doors, as if it could be kicked off with a single kick. The rammed earth structure on the ground is very uneven, giving people the feeling of being one foot deep and one foot shallow. There was only one chair in the room, two pony stools, an old thermos, and a broom in the corner.

Song Yiran moved a small stool and sat on the edge of the small stove to roast the fire, and the whole person felt a lot warmer.

"Girl, what are you doing here? "The janitor is still holding the enamel jar, which is filled with hot water.

Uncle knows how to maintain health very well!

Song Yiran showed a slightly embarrassed expression, "That, my uncle is married, and the family can't afford furniture, my grandmother said that there must be at least a box, let me come to the acquisition station to take a look." ”

"Can you call the shots? Why did the family let you come?" This situation is also very common, and it can be saved to hold a happy event this year. The wooden box is a lot of money for the carpenter, and if you can pick it out at the purchasing station, you can save a lot of money by cleaning it up.

"I'm young! My grandmother said that the young children should come here, and you can take care of them. Song Yiran said a little embarrassedly: "Besides, I'll just see, whether it will be successful or not in the end will have to be decided by the adults of my family." ”

"Huh. The janitor didn't think so, he pointed to the yard and said, "Do you see the warehouse over there?"

Lying grass, and warehouses?

Song Yiran looked in the direction of the uncle's finger, and vaguely found that there seemed to be a few rooms at the other end of the courtyard, "The good things are hidden there! The old man doesn't have a key." ”

Does that mean she came for nothing?

"Then, who has the key, if I have money, can I buy it?" Song Yiran really didn't understand, and what he said was more credible, "My grandmother said, you don't need a ticket to buy things here, and you can save a lot of money at home! ”

The janitor felt that the little girl was about to cry, so he hurriedly said: "We have to wait for people to go to work! ”

Song Yiran thought that there must be all good things in the warehouse, all of them are large items, and since they are placed in the warehouse, they must all have a foundation. She wants to take the sheep by the hand, but I'm afraid it's not easy, if people find out, the gains outweigh the losses.

It's better to hunt for treasures in the yard, if you can pick up the leak, it won't be in vain for her to come here.

"Uncle, then, can I walk around the yard? If my grandmother asks, I, I have something to say. ”

The janitor saw that she was pitiful, so he said, "Okay, it's not there anyway, you can go!"

Song Yiran was overjoyed and put the basket on his body aside, "Thank you, uncle, then I'll go." After saying that, he stood up, bowed to the janitor, and then went out of the house and into the courtyard.

The janitor looked at her back, looked at the big basket on the side, and said with a smile: "This girl is quite real." After speaking, he closed his eyes, hummed an unknown tune, and spent his days leisurely.

Song Yiran walked into the courtyard familiarly, she stood in the middle of the courtyard and looked at it, and immediately decided to give up the route she had taken last time and continue to hunt for treasures along the other side.

It's really big here, and she didn't pay much attention to it last time she came and went in a hurry, but now when she looks closely, she really has everything.

There was a big rock at her feet, about the size of a basketball, not in the middle of winter, and I didn't know what it was for. A little further ahead, there was a rusty iron plate, a thin piece, and it was impossible to see what it used for before. Next to it, there is a broken basket with many glass jars in it.

This glass jar is a good thing, it can be used for meat oil, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. Song Yiran pondered, don't be hypocritical, pick up two when you go back, brush them well, and use them with boiling water, this thing doesn't need industrial coupons! It also saves money to buy canned food, after all, the funds are limited, and people sometimes have to bow to reality.

Song Yiran squatted down, trying to pick up two good bottles, but she almost fell, but fortunately she was holding on to the big rock next to her, otherwise she would have capsized in the gutter.

This place keeps her, she comes twice, and twice almost falls!

What's that, though?

The basketball-sized stone had a refreshing green flash!

Is she dazzled?

Song Yiran took a closer look at the stone, stretched out his hand to touch it somewhere, and actually touched the gravel slag in his hand. When I looked at the stone again, I saw that there was really green hidden under the stone in the wound of the stone.

Song Yiran activated the ability to look over, but saw a scene that surprised her.