Chapter 48 Scrap Recycling Station 2

Author: Door Center

Chapter 48 Scrap Recycling Station 2

Ruan Qingqing suddenly saw a box in the corner, which was particularly abrupt. In the narrow space, broken ceramics were piled on the ground, but the wooden box was particularly strange.

Ruan Qingqing suddenly had a clever mind. Could it be that there is a treasure there?

With difficulty, he walked towards the corner and stood in front of the box. Ruan Qingqing's chest pounded and looked at the box in front of him nervously.

His hands trembled slightly and opened the lid of the wooden box. The moment he opened it, Ruan Qingqing became stupid.

There is no treasure, there are a bunch of broken bowls inside, just like the small broken bowl left by the original owner’s wife.

When Ruan Qingqing thought of this, she was suddenly stunned. Wait, little broken bowl?

Her eyes then moved into the box again. Looking at the box of small broken bowls, Ruan Qingqing was out of sight.

She had a bold guess in her mind, and suddenly she thought of the few vacancy next to the small broken bowl in the storage room before. Could it be that the pile of bowls in front of her were the empty bowls in the storage room?

Not caring about that now, Ruan Qingqing put it all into the storage room and tried it one by one when she went back. She couldn't say that, so she left the lucky one and found a set of small broken bowls when she came out.

Woolen cloth.

There were large wooden boxes next to the room, dozens of wooden boxes, all placed there in a straight manner.

In this era, women get married with a box, and what they dowry is in it.

Some of the boxes in front of me were painted with red paint, some were just made of logs, but they were polished smoothly. I reached out to open it, and it was empty inside. Occasionally, there were a few small bugs wandering around.

Ruan Qingqing was so scared that she saw the insect. She left this box to the old man who was guarding the door as firewood.

The remaining rooms are either furniture, books or porcelain.

Ruan Qingqing walked over with a few verbal books in his hand and looked for the sound of coughing.

The person lying in the house can only leave a dime.

Listening to the violent coughing of the people in the house, Ruan Qingqing felt compassion, boiled water for the old man, cooked some food, and put it in the pot.

The thermos bottle was filled with hot water, and he brought the door before leaving.

What came out of the house was not an old man with a long-lasting look, but a haggard boy who was so annoyed by the cough that he got up and drank some water.

When I picked up the kettle, it was filled with hot water. The man was a little surprised, and the smell of food was floating between his nose.

The man turned around, opened the lid of the pot, and the smoke slowly floated out, blurring his eyes. The fire in the stove was not extinguished, and the man suddenly moved.

Walk out, and it was deserted and empty.

But the smell of the food coming from behind him made him feel a little dazed.

Ruan Qingqing came out of the waste recycling station and asked about the black market with people.

She plans to go to the black market to sell something. The vegetables grown in the space are already piled up on the storage shelf. If they are not sold, they will rot. Although the space has the function of preserving freshness, it can only be preserved for vegetables, melons and melons.

Half a month.

This is also the conclusion she came to after trying.

Ruan Qingqing wrapped her head with a headscarf, then made some soil from the ground, applied it to her face, dressed herself up as an old woman in her decades, hunched over, carrying a basket in her hand, and headed to the black market.

Walking in the direction.

The black market is in a more remote place than a waste recycling station, with no people around, but there are particularly many people coming and going, all of which come secretly.

In this place, everyone does not take the initiative to talk to others, they stay at their stalls, waiting for the other party to come and ask.

Ruan Qingqing found a place with few people, moved a stone, sat up, and quietly waited for the customers to come.

This was the first time she sold something, and she was still a little excited.

When someone came over, Ruan Qingqing uncovered the cloth on the basket, revealing the tender vegetables and eggs inside.

Now, although it is already spring, the seedlings in the fields have just sprouted, and there are no vegetables to eat on the market. They are all cabbage hidden in the cellar last year.

As soon as Ruan Qingqing's basket of tender vegetables came out, many people looked at it. The tender green color was particularly dazzling.

A man came over and looked quite honest and loyal, but he didn't know if he was honest or honest.

Ruan Qingqing was alert and looked at the man in front of her and said an old female voice, "Fresh vegetables, look at it."

"Old man, how do you sell vegetables? You look so beautiful. Did you just pull them out of the vegetable field?" The man squatted down, picked up a handful of vegetables in his hand, nodded frequently, and asked her.

"Yes, I just pulled it out of the field and I took it to sell it. If you want it, I'll buy it more, I'll give you a cheaper price." Ruan Qingqing said hoarsely, stretching out one hand and dark hands, making the

The man didn't feel suspicious at all.

I thought that what I saw was an old woman in her seventies or eighties.

"Is this the only thing? I have to buy more, at least I have to get dozens of kilograms. I haven't eaten any vegetables in this whole cat, let alone such fresh dishes on the market."

The green light comes out when the dishes are served.

"Also, how much do you need in my vegetable field? I'll pick it for you and send it to you. It's only eight cents per pound. If you don't bargain, you'll give you the cheapest price."

"It has been raining these days, and the vegetable fields are soaked in water. Many of the vegetables are rotten in the fields. If I hadn't been able to finish them, I wouldn't have been willing to sell them." Ruan Qingqing said casually and explained to the man.

listen.

"That's the case, I have to be lucky. How do you sell these eggs? They look bigger than other people."

"Eggs cost 7 cents each, so I didn't bargain. I've taken more. The old hen was born in my home and it was very nutritious. I made egg custard for my wife and children. It was delicious."

Ruan Qingqing took out the eggs in the basket and showed them to the man.

"It's not a double yolk egg here, it's so big, it's half a fist that's big."

"I can't say anything about this. You can find out if you buy it and try it." Ruan Qingqing couldn't guarantee it either.

"Okay, then you can put ten eggs for me." The man looked at the big egg and felt that he would not suffer any losses, but he was much larger than the ones he had just looked at.

This is also the reason why men did not bargain. Others sell each with five points, but they are much smaller, just half the size of the egg in front of them.

"How much do you want for this green vegetable?" Ruan Qingqing asked.

"How many you have, how many I want." The man shouted boldly.

This sentence surprised Ruan Qingqing and she was quite angry.

"Then you wait for me for a while, and I will go and come back." Ruan Qingqing said.

The man looked at the old lady's steadily and couldn't help but sigh, "The old lady is so good. It turns out that it's different if she works."

My mother's legs and feet are no longer flexible now, and she always lies on the bed.

About two quarters of an hour, Ruan Qingqing came back with a basket of vegetables.

The man was still there, guarding the stall for her, looking around, probably seeing when she would come back, and was a little anxious to wait.

"Young man, be anxious. I've spent a lot of time on my way back and forth. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, so much." The man looked at her basket of vegetables, and it was estimated that there were fifty or sixty pounds.

"Didn't you say you want as much as you want? Young man, you're not lying to me, an old lady?"

"That's not specified."

"There are 60 kilograms of vegetables here. If you touch the other three liang, you can give me four or eight cents of eggs. Add 7 cents of eggs, which is a total of five or six cents, right?"

"By the way, old lady, you count faster than me. You can get it for five yuan and six cents."

Before leaving, the man asked her when she would come.

Ruan Qingqing did not have a clear answer.

This black market is all mobile. I am here today, and I don’t know where it will be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

Besides, there is not only one black market designation for a town.

I can only say goodbye if I am destined to see you.
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