When Chen Jingnian rode to the scrap yard, the rain stopped.

The manager of the scrap station is a middle-aged uncle surnamed Meng, with a bit of buckteeth, a pair of attractive ears, very thin, two eyes with yellow and bright, looking like a thief.

"Uncle Meng, I'm here to trouble you again."

Chen Jingnian stood sideways and handed out the letter of introduction stamped with the official seals of the Dongcheng Branch and the Jiaodaokou Sub-district Office.

"It's not a problem."

Steward Meng's fingers were scorched, and when he spoke, he brought out a strong smell of smoke and tar.

A mouthful of yellow tartar was golden when he spoke: "You are clear here, you can pick it up by yourself, I have to find something to cover the leaky place." ”

"Well, you're busy."

Chen Jingnian responded with a smile, turned around and walked inside.

A simple wooden shed was built in the courtyard, similar to a cloak, and the wind was everywhere, and when the wind was strong, the rain would come in.

Even this could not dissipate the old, musty smell that came to the nose.

Crossing the sea of paper and around the mountains of bottles and cans, Chen Jingnian took out two more masks from his pocket and put them on.

The smell was even heavier on the other side, and there were all kinds of bones and chickens, ducks, and goose feathers piled up in the yard on the other side, and that smell, uh......

At this time, the scrapyard recycled bones, which were used to make feed or something.

Three layers of masks and two paper balls can't stop the smell.

Further on, the air was immediately much fresher.

There are all plastic products piled up here, which are called chemical XX at this time, such as chemical sandals, chemical baskets, chemical hairpins or something.

The innermost is the most valuable scrap copper and rotten iron.

Large and small pieces, either copper or iron, are divided into piles, the most conspicuous of which are some rudimentary circuit boards, the individual parts of which can be refined into gold.

Chen Jingnian took out a sack and gloves from his pocket and rummaged through a hill for bicycle parts that could be reused.

Thinking of taking advantage, with the steward surnamed Meng at the door, no one can take anything more.

There is a specialization in the art industry, whether it is copper or iron, aluminum or tin, and people can tell it with just one eye.

If you take a hand, you will know a few catties and a few taels, and half a penny will not be bad.

A rusty chain, a pair of untripped spokes, two axles with cranksets, three brake pipes, a few brake skins, a rusty rim with a little scoop, and a few saddle springs, this is the result of Chen Jingnian bending over and busy for almost two hours.

"Uncle, you always give me some pointers to see if there is any waste wood from red sandalwood and yew."

Chen Jingnian put aside the sack containing those parts, handed a cigarette to Steward Meng, and said with a smile.

"Hey, feelings, I said Jing Nian, this is going to be a knife!"

The steward surnamed Meng hurriedly took the cigarette and pinned it to his ear, saw Chen Jingnian nodding, and said in his throat: "Who is so big-faced." Jing Nian, don't you know, what happened to the fierce Zhang in your fifth uncle's arms to those of us who have seen it. ”

Chen Jingnian smiled, scratched his head, and said, "Uncle, you know, my father's life was saved by my fifth uncle, and my fifth uncle has helped our family much over the years." That fierce Zhang is my little heart, coaxing his old man to be happy. ”

"Sensei! I heard from your fifth uncle that you had to pick and peck at that ornament for more than a year to make it. The spirit, the scared eyes.

And you and your sister will serve him when they are children, that's not feelings! Your knife is your heart, and it is also love!

Your fifth uncle also said that the sharp eyes and the red dots on the robe were all stained with blood from your fingertips. ”

"You still know this, but it's not that evil."

"Hehe, Jing Nian, it is said that we are setting up the Eight Immortals Table and receiving the Sixteen Fang'er, you and your sixth uncle are both old caretakers, I am ......"

"Uncle, what's wrong? You see you and I have something to be embarrassed to say. ”

Chen Jingnian's hand flicked in the raincoat, handing over a cigarette to talk about what the picture was, didn't he just wait for the following sentence in charge.

"Haha, Jing Nian, then I'm an uncle and I'll tell you something with an old face."

Steward Meng slowed down, and saw Chen Jingnian's eyes nodding clearly, and then said, "Jingnian, see if you can take the time to help me pick an object." It's not big, it doesn't need to be big. ”

"This, Uncle Meng......"

Chen Jingnian was a little hesitant, and waited for the breath to be heavy before he said thoughtfully: "Uncle Meng, you always know, I gave my fifth uncle the statue of Meng'er Zhang, and I dug it for more than a year, if you always want a Meng'er Zhang......

Steward Meng's face was a little unsightly when Chen Jingnian hesitated, and when he heard him say this, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no!" I dare to hold the same object as the earth and earth gods, I am a demon. ”

"Uncle!"

Chen Jingnian sighed as if he had let go of the burden of his daughter, clapped his hands and said, "My uncle, you don't use a knife to kill people, this panting is going to die!" Cheng, as long as you don't slam your head, no, you don't have to close your eyes and close your eyes. Or Qin Qiong? ”

Chen Jingnian controlled the muscles on his face, and his small expression was so small that he almost didn't provoke Steward Meng to have a heart attack.

"Ma'er closes his eyes and closes his eyes! Ma Qin Qiong! Pixiu, I just want a Pixiu. ”

Steward Meng's words were roared, and a strong smell of smoke and tar almost didn't smoke Chen Jingnian to death, which was bigger than the smell of bones in the next courtyard.

"Uncle, our grandfather is drenched, you said it a long time ago, Pixiu, okay, just Pixiu."

Chen Jingnian raised his head as he spoke, looked at it as if he was looking for a leak, exhaled, and then said: "I have a thorough understanding with you, I want to find wood to carve Qin Qiong and Qin Shubao for my sixth uncle."

Don't you know, my sixth uncle has been telling me for several years, I haven't responded, and now I have no place to run, I entered the factory and fell into the hands of my sixth uncle, it's only been a few days, and from time to time he knocked me and knocked me in the head bag. ”

"Your sixth uncle, the director of the security department of the rolling mill?"

"But no, don't I enter the factory, just downstairs from my sixth uncle, my sixth uncle is from the army to set artillery, and his hands are terrifying, I have been afraid that he will knock me on the head since I was a child."

"I've heard people say ......"

Steward Meng glanced at Chen Jingnian as he spoke, and said mysteriously: "Director Li of the rolling mill, that is also a well-known lord outside the door curtain, Qin Qiong, then my Pixiu ......."

"Well, sir! Sensei Tiduo is unreasonable, disobedient is to knock me, he can carry two ammunition boxes with one hand, and it hurts for a long time to knock it. ”

Chen Jingnian scratched his head and said: "Uncle Meng, don't be afraid of being late for a good meal, I will take advantage of my free time at work to carve Qin Qiong for my sixth uncle, and I will go to the dark to carve Pixiu for you at night." Slow is a little slower, but it will definitely let you see you before the New Year. ”

"Hey, Jing Nian, it's interesting!"

Steward Meng was so happy that he rubbed the plaster roll with both hands, his lips trembled, his eyes were not sewn with a smile, and he said loudly: "I, I'm going to pick up wood, you wait a while, wait a while." ”

"Uncle, be in a hurry, be careful with your step."

Chen Jingnian knew that he had successfully opened a corner of the scrap yard, and his mood was like a rainbow hanging in the sky, and he said loudly: "Uncle Meng, let's see if there are any pictorials or anything like that, I have little knowledge, and it is better to have a comparison of carved things." ”

"You have to be yourself, tear it off to see which one is good, I'll pick the wood first, it's not easy to find, it's all stacked together, you have to dismantle and move it now."

"I'll do it first, and then you can see if it suits your heart."

Chen Jingnian found a dry place and fiddled with piles of waste paper.

Newspapers, tabloids, magazines, books, yellow cardboard, miscellaneous papers, and letters, large and small, were piled up in piles, and Chen Jingnian picked and chose from one to the other, mainly to look at some envelopes and old books.

It took a long time to find the illustrated book without the book cover, and found a Tianlu ornament carved from jade inside.

This is a beast shaped like a tiger and leopard, with a head and tail like a dragon, wings on its back, and a curved horn on its head.

This Tianlu walked on the small dark yellow paper, looking forward to his own prestige.

With something pretending, Chen Jingnian diverted his attention.

Look east and west, what kind of line nail version of the tome of the interlayer, what kind of glue painting shaft.

If it weren't for the fear of infection, he would have had the heart to cut his fingers and smear a little blood on every object.

He couldn't understand why others couldn't have a system or something when they crossed over, why he didn't have a single hair here.

……

Because he doesn't have a hobby of collecting antiques and philately, Chen Jingnian can't tell what is good or bad, and only picks those who look good.

As a result, I didn't see the reason for looking at it for a long time, and finally picked up the envelope.

Good condition, no damaged stamps, with a knife can be pieced, can be cut off. It took me a long time to find five or six that caught my eye.

"Jing Nian, Jing Nian, take a hand."

Steward Meng's lean body stiffly carried half of the screen and came back with a piece of wood.

"Uncle, what are you doing here?"

Chen Jingnian stepped forward to take the screen and placed it firmly on the ground.

"Haha, don't you want red sandalwood, take a look."

Steward Meng took the piece of wood and knocked on the frame of the screen, "Rosewood, third-class red sandalwood, first-class red sandalwood, old material, make sure it doesn't crack." ”

"Uncle, you and I didn't see each other, I just have five cents in my pocket, and I have to keep it to buy vegetables, you just get me a table leg."

Chen Jingnian lowered his voice and said a little helplessly.

"Why are you looking down on your uncle?"

Steward Meng glared, patted Chen Jingnian's hand, and said: "This is well, it's just some chopping wood, you just take it, and I'll make a note on the account when I go back, and I'll go to the fire as my buyer." ”

"Can it really be done? We're just here for a thing......"

"Put your heart in your stomach, although your Uncle Meng is not a lord, but he is also a person with a structure, and he knows which is more important......

"Well, don't talk about it, mine, mine isn't."

Chen Jingnian arched his hand, picked up the illustrated book and said, "Uncle, do you see if this Tianlu can be seen." ”

"This ......"

Steward Meng looked at it for a while, rubbed his chin and said, "Tianlu, it's not bad, it's just a little rustic......"

"Uncle, I also pondered just now, in this way, I will give you this carving of Tianlu, you put it at home, and then carve a small Pixiu for you, you wear it on your body, and the family will protect you from the disaster, Yongan Bailu, I wish you wealth and treasure, and make money every day."

"Okay, okay, it's really capped."

After hearing this, Steward Meng immediately rubbed up the plaster roll again, raising a gust of demonic wind.

Chen Jingnian avoided without a trace, and said: "Uncle, look at it, I just hit a few waste stamps, you can give a price, even the parts of the bicycle." ”

"Boy, let me tell you what's good, this is well, waste paper doesn't count! Wipe your dirty hands and blow your nose is not enough! Keep it if you like it, you! When you go to work, don't always be so stupid and affordable, it's easy to suffer. ”

Steward Meng shook his hand, picked up the piece of wood, picked up the sack containing the bicycle parts and walked out.

"Thank you, uncle, look at how beautiful the painting on this is, when my hand is finished, I will carve another ornament for you like this."

Chen Jingnian picked up half of the screen and followed Steward Meng out.

He was talking about a wild goose on the red stamp, and Chen Jingnian was not interested in this wild goose, but the word Daqing on the stamp.

"Birds? Your uncle and I can't fly, you should carve Pixiu for your uncle! ”

Steward Meng came to the door with the parts, put the bag on the scale, and let the financial manager keep the account.

Steward Meng asked Chen Jingnian to put the screen, the piece of wood and the illustrated book on the scale.

When the treasurer had counted the numbers, he said loudly, "This is on my account, and I will ask this child to help me take the family to the fire." ”

Chen Jingnian kept smiling, handed over the money for the parts, said goodbye to Steward Meng, carried the things, and rode home with the screen.