"Huh?"

In the cold winter of the community.

Bai Ya suddenly felt a little cold, and hurriedly looked around at the social office.

It stands to reason that the wood-fired stove that is supposed to be heating in the corner of the social office is silent, but I don't know why it is silent. When the inside of the stove is burning, you should hear the crackling sound of wood......

Bai Ya stood up and walked over to the stove.

He put on leather gloves and opened the lid to see—

"Ahh

There was almost no firewood left, only some charcoal that had been burned red.

"Minister~"

Bai Ya opened his mouth and called out to the minister who was huddled in the warm table.

"This is about to go out~"

"Then you can put the firewood in there!"

"The minister is here to put it away~"

Bai Ya really didn't know much about this stove, he hadn't even used a kerosene-type stove, not to mention that this was a wood-burning stove, which was too difficult for a beginner like him.

"Can't you put a single firewood in the flowers in this greenhouse? Are you going to hide in a girl's skirt for the rest of your life!?"

"I didn't hide! The minister is the daughter who grew up in the greenhouse! ”

"What? Our family is very ordinary, extraordinary. ”

The person who answered was not the minister, but Xiaoting. That's what everyone in high society says.

Bai Ya decided to pluck up the courage to replenish the firewood herself. He put his hand into the wooden box next to the stove—

"Huh? Minister ~ There is no firewood left. Please go and ask the owner of the mountain for some! ”

It is the minister's job to be in charge of dispatching firewood.

There is a piece of land behind the school, which is a little small for the mountains or too big for the forest. The owner there (the owner of the mountain), is a friend of the minister. The firewood used as fuel for the stove was dispatched from there.

"I don't want it, it's so cold!"

The minister pulled the quilt from the table warmer to throat level.

"If the stove goes out, it will get even colder!"

"If you're looking for something to burn, isn't there one next to it?"

If you look closely, there are several stacks of paper piled up next to the wooden box.

"I see."

Bai Ya couldn't help muttering to himself.

You don't have to have firewood, as long as it can be burned, you can use it as fuel. This stove may actually be quite convenient.

"In the past, it was mainly coalcoal or coke as fuel."

"I haven't seen either of these things!"

Under the gaze of Sister Ziyin, Bai Ya picked up the paper and was about to throw it into the stove-

"Wait—isn't this money?"

Discovering the true face of the paper in his hand, Bai Ya couldn't help but scream.

"That's not money, it's a club voucher."

"So, it's a club ticket!"

The so-called association tickets are issued by various ministries and associations without authorization, and they are like tickets. At events such as school anniversaries, club coupons can be exchanged for original goods, so everyone prints them and distributes them everywhere. It can be said that it is a currency that can only be circulated in schools, but perhaps this is the unique culture of Baiya's school.

"It's okay, it's a taekwondo club."

The minister made a conclusion as if nothing had happened.

"Not only association vouchers, but even real paper money, the so-called 'money' is, after all, a certificate of creditor's rights. If the other party intends to waive the right, it doesn't matter if we damage it. Therefore, it doesn't matter if you use it to burn it out for heating. However, if it is a real bank-issued banknote, it will be damaged and it will be illegal! ”

Sister Ziyin explained to Bai Ya intellectually.

"But it's a waste of money, if you keep it, maybe you can exchange something, right?"

Bai Ya held the club coupon of the taekwondo club in his hand, and he struggled a little in his heart. He couldn't agree with anything.

These club vouchers are printed with a staggering amount of money, such as one million taekwondo club $. These club coupons are stacked on top of each other, and there are dozens of centimeters high, so how much is the total amount? Is it a billion or a trillion? It must be an astronomical amount.

"Taekwondo Department $, obviously not popular, they still printed a lot of it, so the value of the currency has declined. One CP $ is equal to 10 million Taekwondo $yes. It's really funny, Xiaoting's hand-knitted sweater, one piece is only 2,000 CP department $, isn't this equal to 20 billion taekwondo department $? It's time to pile up to the ceiling. Instead of going to fetch firewood, it's easier to burn this. ”

"But ......"

"Then you should go to the taekwondo club right now. I heard that the "Request to be Thrown Over the Shoulder" is a billion taekwondo club $, with a history of ten years, and the sour smell of "long-brewed taekwondo uniform" is five billion taekwondo club $Oh! ”

"Burn them all."

Bai Ya threw the taekwondo club $ into the stove, and stacks of taekwondo club $ burned orange red.

This is probably the most useful use of it in the world.