Chapter 612: What you need to know about the use of plant recycling stations

The cleaner's aunt looked calm, opened the black plastic bag to the horn of the container, and pushed the poplar in the bag hard. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The poplar floc is light in the end, and some of the flocculent flowers are flying in the air, and for a while, the fly floc near the poplar tree suddenly surges, and some people are covered with dense poplar floc, and they can't help but avoid retreating.

Only the young man in the denim suit not only did not hide away, but took his mobile phone and walked closer to record the actions of the cleaner aunt.

Clusters of snow-white poplar catkins like goose feathers were stuffed into this strange container.

The large garbage bag was filled, but when transferred to the bag, the bag didn't change much.

The denim youth guessed that it was about these fluffy poplar catkins that were squeezed together so they didn't take up space.

By the time the cleaner finished stuffing a bag of poplar catkins, the strange bag was only one lap bigger than when it had just landed.

After she packed the poplar catkins, she took off a transparent film from the back of the strange pocket, sealed the strange pocket stuffed with poplar catkins, and then took out the green leaves in the pocket and patted it on the strange pocket.

The young man in the denim shirt kept his eyes on it, and the camera of his mobile phone followed the swollen pocket, slowly rising.

Then, with a look of astonishment, he found that this bag full of poplar catkins was directly contained in the poplar canopy.

"Auntie," the young man in denim finished the video and found that the cleaner aunt was about to leave, and caught up with him, humbly asking for advice, "I want to ask, what is this, why did you put poplar in that pocket, does it have any effect?"

The cleaner aunt didn't sell it, and while walking briskly to her cleaning tools, she answered the question of the young man in the denim suit: "A young man told me to let me deal with these white fluff like this." We sweep the streets, the most disgusted poplar fluttering, the number is large, can not be loaded, can not be burned, a few days ago there is a university cleaner, burned a bunch of poplar flocculents, it exploded, but also caused a fire. Swept together, a gust of wind came after a while, and half a day's work was in vain in the blink of an eye. But it's troublesome, it's much easier to deal with it now. ā€

Cleaners are probably the most depressing profession in the season. The annoying poplar cattle, in the past ten days, has increased a lot of workload for them.

"Just put it there?" asked the young man in the denim coat, curiously.

"No, in another hour, a bag will be placed on the tree, the young man said, and directly ......" Aunt Cleaner was halfway through her speech, and suddenly stopped her mouth and stared at the young man in denim vigilantly, as if he was going to snatch money from her pocket.

The look of the cleaner aunt made the young man in denim even more curious, and he chose to turn down the party with his friends, choosing to stay under the tree and study a understanding.

The young man in denim is named Guan Xudong, a native of Beijing, who likes to study some strange things on weekdays. He made a phone call, put down the party with friends, returned to the bottom of the tree again, looked carefully around the tomentos, walked around, and then suddenly opened his hands and shouted at the canopy:

"I'm going to throw garbage!"

The shouting was loud, ten meters around, and it could be heard clearly.

Ten seconds later, something happened that made Guan Xudong look happy.

From the high canopy, a special green leaf hung down, exactly the same as the one that the cleaner's aunt took out and stuck to the trunk.

Guan Xudong stretched out his hand to take it, and a very detailed explanation appeared in his mind.

The process of absorbing this information was amazing, and in the blink of an eye, Guan Xudong fully understood the purpose of this tree called the "Plant Recycling Station".

Function 1: Recover the seeds of poplar flying in the sky - poplar catkins. In units of five kilograms, after half an hour, you can get about 4 kilograms of special soft fluttering.

Function 2: Street WC.

These two functions made Guan Xudong a little surprised, and then a mischievous smile flashed on his face.

He dug into his pocket, and there happened to be a white plastic bag in his pocket, which he had used to buy something yesterday, and he had tucked it into the pocket of his coat.

He put the soft leaf in his hand and pressed it to the trunk, and this time he did not shout, and said in a normal tone with great interest: "I want to throw away the garbage!"

The effect of opening the door comparable to sesame seeds was that the strange bag that could hold a bag full of poplar catkins slowly landed in front of him.

The old man, who had been watching from the side for a long time, suddenly realized "oh" and decided to try it himself later.

When the strange pocket appeared in front of him, Guan Xudong didn't immediately throw something into it, but approached to study it.

This strange pocket looks familiar.

Hey, why is it so much like the bottle grass sold in the small gardening shop downstairs?

After waiting for the blade in his hand to send him three reminders to put in the willow catkins as soon as possible, Guan Xudong finally put the plastic bag into the horn pocket.

Then, in less than three seconds, the small plastic bag was not accepted by the monster bag like Yang Xu, but popped out as it was, falling right on his shoulder.

Guan Xudong immediately received a warning message.

"Wrong garbage, warning, no permission to use the plant recycling bin again today. Three warnings, three months of confinement for garbage disposal. ā€

...... "So, is he self-defeating?"

Guan Xudong scratched his head, he didn't expect that there would be such a thing as throwing away garbage and credit history.

However, he didn't have a lot of catkins in his hands, so he could only wait under the tree for two minutes, watching the strange bag leave empty.

Well, try again then.

"I want to go to the toilet!"

"The user has no permissions today. ā€

……

Because he threw the wrong garbage, this Guan Xudong was rejected.

The mischievous mentality of the moment led to this consequence, Guan Xudong didn't expect it, he regretted it a little, and he also wanted to give it a try, what is the toilet function of this plant recycling bin!

"Young man?" The old man with kind eyes walked behind Guan Xudong, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Can you change me to experience it?"

"Oh, oh, please!" Guan Xudong has a bad personality, just curious and playful, he saw that this old man also wanted to try to use this plant recycling station, so he quickly took a step to the side, and at the same time enthusiastically told the old man about his own use experience, "Uncle, you just say to this tree, I want to throw away garbage, and I will give you a leaf like this, this is the use pass of the plant recycling station, which can be used in all plant recycling stations." ā€

The old man did as he said, one by one, and sure enough, he also got a leaf with a soft texture and toughness.

"Uncle, don't litter like me, this plant recycling station has a very high artificial intelligence management, it is estimated that it is a high-tech product, it only recycles all kinds of cotton wool-like substances, if you throw something else like me, it will be recorded. ā€

"Oh, I see. "The old man is calm in the end, although the streets are full of flocculents, but it still takes time for him to collect willow flakes now.

He happened to go out in the morning and drank too much water, so he decided to use the second function.

"I'm going to the toilet. ā€

As the words fell, there was movement in the canopy again.