Coming out of the game hall, it was already more than four o'clock, and Fang Yong and the others had a lot of fun. In the game hall, Fang Yong and Shunzi not only played slot machines without spending money, but also blew up more than 20 of his game cards, which can be described as making a lot of money! Think about it, not only did I eat a big meal today, played billiards, and the game console also earned 300 yuan and more than 20 game cards in vain, and I don't have to spend money to play the game next time, I'm really happy! "This ordinary people are really, really happy!" Fang Yong couldn't help but hum.

Walk to the east end of the town, and everyone goes home. Fang Yong's village was not very far from the town, and Fang Yong and Fang Wei walked home together, talking about what happened today, and they were all excited until now. As I walked, I saw a few people in front of me watching the excitement.

Isn't it a scrap yard in front? What's there to see there?

Seeing the excitement is a common problem of people, Fang Yong and Fang Wei saw that there was excitement to see, and they were curious, so they followed the crowd. To say that this audience is really enthusiastic, there is no need to ask, those few people who came before have already explained the story of the matter in 1510, which is more detailed than watching the live broadcast.

It turned out that the crowd was watching an old lady and a young man from the scrap yard. The two men were arguing with red eyes. The old lady was in her seventies and rode a tricycle to sell rags. But because her tatters were mixed with a lot of water, the young men at the scrap yard didn't accept it. And this one of the scrap collectors in the town is the only one with no semicolon. Originally, there was nothing wrong, but this morning the old lady came to ask about the purchase price of the old newspaper, and the young man said that it was four cents a pound. In the afternoon, the old lady took the old newspaper at home to sell, the young man looked at it, the woven bag contained books, newspapers, broken cartons and everything, the newspaper was very broken, and it was very damp, and it was placed in a very messy manner. The young man at the scrap yard said that either you can take it away and dry it and sell it, or you will buy it at the price of three cents a pound. And the old lady doesn't think so, it's not easy to pull it all the way over, she said it can be cheaper, but if it is sold for three cents a pound, she will suffer too much. This is not a problem.

Fang Yong stepped forward and saw the contents of the woven bag, the newspaper was a mess of rat bites, it was indeed a pile of rags, and it was still very damp inside, as if it had been rained. Such a damp thing weighs several pounds more than when it was dry. If there is no special reason, then this old lady is too tricky, isn't it, people have to make money by collecting scrap. It's no wonder that the lads at the scrapyard are reluctant to buy at the original price.

Fang Yong casually rummaged through the contents of the woven bag, there were some old newspapers in it, rats had bitten several holes, and a few letters, and suddenly Fang Yong saw that there were slogans in the newspaper during the special period, it couldn't be a newspaper during the special period! There are also several villain books "Shining Red Star", "Red Lantern", and several other comic books. If these were really old things, they would have fetched hundreds or thousands of dollars in previous lives. Fang Yong's heart is about to move, don't care if it's not, buy it first, if you miss it, there will be no more, anyway, there is still a lot of money to win Huang Mao today.

After making up his mind, Fang Yong stepped forward without saying a word and said, "This grandma, you have fifty pounds in this bag of broken newspapers, right?" Sell me something. With that, Fang Yong took out twenty yuan and handed it to the old lady.

The old lady didn't take the money Fang Yong handed over, and looked up at Fang Yong. And the people who watched the excitement looked at Fang Yong even more, and now it was even more lively to watch.

The old lady said, "This young man, do you want?" ”

"I saw that there were a few villain books in it, and I liked them very much, so I wanted to buy them," Fang Yong said to the old lady.

"The villain book is not valuable, I will give it to you if you want!"

"No, your old man came here to sell for money, I can't ask you for nothing." Shove the money into the old lady's hand.

It's strange about this thing, when no one comes out, the big guys are watching the excitement on the sidelines, and they don't squeak, but someone comes out to buy it, and it looks like a middle school student. So the lively crowd began to say, a dime thing, as for being so careful, you see that the old lady is so old....... Anyway, most of them persuaded peace, and the old lady and the young man were embarrassed.

The young man at the scrap collection station, when he saw that someone wanted to be the wronged leader, he didn't say anything, if you want it, you will have to do it, and his heart has long been happy, see what you do with this pile of rags, hehe! This guy is stupid!

Fang Yong, Fang Wei and the old lady left the scrap yard together. The excitement ended peacefully, and the people who watched the excitement also left with a satisfied sense of achievement.

Fang Yong, Fang Wei and the old lady chatted while walking, and at this time Fang Yong learned that the old lady's home was originally Zhaojiazhuang, which was more than ten miles away from his village. These newspapers and envelopes were left by the old lady's husband when he was alive, and the old lady saw that they had been bitten by rats, and it was useless to keep them, so she sold them. Originally, the newspaper was dry, but when the old lady came, a big truck drove across the road, and splashed the stagnant water left on the road when it rained last night into the body of the tricycle that the old lady was riding. So that's the case, that's it, it's worthless, it's worth adding water to it?

After separating from the old lady, Fang Wei saw Fang Yong buy a bunch of rags, and laughed: "You kid has money to burn bags, don't you?" What's the use of buying this stuff? ”

Fang Yong smiled mysteriously: "It's hard to buy money and I'm happy!" Can you handle it? Actually, I'm quite interested in this villain book. Do you have one there? Get me two? ”

"I see. It's not a rare thing, I'll look for it for you when I have time. Fang Wei looked at Fang Yong, and always felt that Fang Yong seemed to be a wronged leader.

In fact, Fang Yong has no bottom in his heart, so take a gamble! Based on the experience of my previous life, if it was an old thing, these comic books, old newspapers, and envelopes and stamps would later sell for a good price, but I can't see it now.

"Let's go! Help me carry it to the house, alas! I knew the bike was coming! ”

"No problem, but only if you buy me a sorbet first."

"I'll buy you two pieces for me."

"That's what you said, don't deny it then. If Aunt Hong finds out that you bought a bunch of rags, she won't kill you! Fang Wei gloated.

"Weizi, don't worry, the sorbet will be delivered soon! ……”