The price has not changed, and Liu Yan's candy-making skills have improved again. Today, the toothpaste rinds collected from the three kilograms of candy were exchanged for nine yuan and fifty cents.
Li Manjun took away three yuan of the cost, and the remaining six yuan and fifty cents were divided into one and a half yuan, leaving Liu Yan and Li Manjun with two and a half yuan each.
The money was not much and the work was quite tiring, but Liu Yan said that if she brought more sugar next time, she could collect a lot of toothpaste rinds. Today it was mainly because there was not enough sugar that they went to a big village.
In other words, there is still some toothpaste left behind.
Liu Yan and his brother also asked about several wealthy villages nearby and planned to bring more candy tomorrow and work hard.
Although Liu Cheng only received one and a half yuan, he did not mind the lack of money at all. This kind of hard-earned money felt delicious in his hands.
Li Manjun followed the two of them home, took out twenty kilograms of sugar hidden in the kitchen shed, and told them to get big ones together tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, which shocked the two siblings.
Liu Yan was horrified and asked: "Did you steal your mother's money?"
Li Manjun raised an eyebrow and said, "She gave it to me voluntarily." Although she still had to give back part of it, it wasn't too much for her to borrow it first, right?
Liu Yan was relieved that the money was not stolen.
Li Manjun told the two of them: "We will get up early in the next two days tomorrow. We will take the first bus to the countryside at 6:30 and go to the village to collect some other goods, including toothpaste skins, chicken and duck feathers, and broken copper and iron.
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"Oh, by the way, when you meet an old man, ask him if he has any old stuff at home."
If I can catch a mistake, I will turn over.
Of course, this is a probabilistic event, mainly based on chicken and duck feathers and scrap metal.
The Dragon Boat Festival is approaching. There is a custom in Heather Town of killing ducks during the festival, and many villages will celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival one day in advance. During these two days, a lot of duck and chicken feathers should be harvested.
After listening to Li Manjun's plan, the two siblings suddenly realized what they were looking at these twenty kilograms of sugar.
"Sister Manjun, you are planning to collect rags seriously." Liu Cheng sighed.
Li Manjun smiled and asked the two of them to prepare more bags tonight, "Bring two more poles so that if the items are heavy, they will be easier to carry."
When they separated, Liu Yan noticed the black iron bowl under Li Manjun's torn sheets and asked, "What did you buy?"
Li Manjun said: "Chamber pot." Liu Yan immediately stepped back a meter away and fanned herself with her hands, as if the iron bowl had been brewed with a certain smell, "Go quickly, go quickly."
"Get up early tomorrow and meet at the bus stop." Li Manjun warned again before going home.
When she got home, Wang Xiaojuan was already cooking. When she saw Li Manjun coming back carrying an iron bowl, she asked her what she had bought.
Li Manjun said it was a chamber pot and was immediately disliked in the same way.
"Mom, where did you put the steel ball?" Li Manjun asked loudly when he couldn't find the steel ball by the pool.
Wang Xiaojuan threw the steel wire ball out of the kitchen and said: "I asked you to go out to buy clothes and you bought this?"
Li Manjun squeezed out two pumps of dishwashing liquid and applied it to the pitch-black iron bowl. She used a steel ball to brush it from the bottom first. "You don't understand. This is what is needed. I didn't see any suitable clothes today. In two days,
Let’s buy it during the holidays, eh?”
Wang Xiaojuan took the time to glance into the courtyard to see what her eldest daughter was going to do. She heard her suddenly let out a sigh, then threw away the steel wool ball, picked up the black iron bowl and put it under the faucet to rinse away the
Foam.
Soon, she lifted the black bowl again and looked at the bottom of the bowl for a long time.
Wang Xiaojuan couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong? Did you miss the brush? How much does this broken bowl cost? Fifty cents or one piece?"
Li Manjun paused for a while before answering: "Eighty cents, bought from rags."
She didn't dare to say that the alms bowl cost four yuan and eighty cents. If she did, Wang Xiaojuan would force her to return it.
Li Manjun hurried into the bedroom holding the iron bowl. When passing by the dining room, he extravagantly took a knife and paper. When he got to the room, he put the iron bowl on the desk and carefully wiped the bottom that had just been scrubbed.
After a bunch of old stains were wiped away, a small square seal became clearer and read: Qianlong Year System.
Li Manjun's breathing quickened. He took two deep breaths, his heart surged, and he read the printed words again.
Is it really something from the Qianlong period?
She had just bought it, but she thought the bowl was heavy on her hands and might be made of some kind of special metal, so she bought it to give it a try.
Unexpectedly, these four words came out.
If this were true, wouldn't it be a big mistake?
It's a pity that Li Manjun doesn't understand antiques and doesn't know how to identify them, so he can only put them away simply and crudely, and wait for the opportunity to find someone knowledgeable to ask.
After all, Li Manjun was not an inexperienced little girl. She was able to keep her balance, put the bowl wrapped in an old pillowcase under the bed, and then came out.
Wang Xiaojuan asked curiously: "Why don't you wash it?" Is it really missing?
Old things only have value if they can be seen to be old. If they are cleaned, they are no longer old. Of course, Li Manjun will not wash them again.
"Leaked." She replied in frustration. Wang Xiaojuan clicked her tongue twice and said she was wasting money, but she couldn't help nagging her.
Li Manjun was afraid that her mother would take it out and throw it away, so she added: "I will take it back in a few days. The boss lady knows me, so she should be willing to return it."
Wang Xiaojuan stopped talking about it.
At night, Li Lijun once again used a flashlight to urge her sister to go to the toilet with her. This time Li Manjun didn't drink water before going to bed because she couldn't wake up in the middle of the night. Her eyes were so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. "You go by yourself, I don't want to go."
Li Lijun refused and asked her where was the newly bought chamber pot?
"Mom said you bought a chamber pot this afternoon, so you can bring it to me to use first."
It's an antique. Although it hasn't been appraised yet, Li Manjun doesn't allow anyone to use it like this!
He immediately forced himself to wake up and accompanied Li Lijun to the public restroom.
The two sisters ran back like a gust of wind, and Li Lijun complained: "Why should the public toilet be built so far away? Can't it be closer!"
"Drink less water before going to bed." Li Manjun shook his head helplessly and turned on the light to sleep.
Li Lijun sighed, kissed the Su Youpeng poster on the wall, and fell asleep to meet her idol.
The next day, as soon as the rooster next door crowed twice, Li Manjun got up in high spirits.
It was a bit cold in the morning, so I put on a long-sleeved shirt outside. I found the hemp rope and scale used by Wang Xiaojuan to carry water in the corner of the hall, and went out.
Li Jianjun, who had woken up from peeing, didn't want to run so far to the public restroom. He wanted to sleep for another half hour and go back to his cage. He stood furtively at the gate. Li Manjun opened the door with a bang, making him scream in fright.
Li Manjun hurriedly turned his eyes away and did not see any eye-catching scene. After a while of people rustling behind him, he warned:
"I'm going out to do some errands. I won't be home for lunch today. Please tell your parents."
"Oh!" Li Jianjun responded. When Li Manjun walked away, he suddenly remembered and asked: "Sister, what are you doing?"
What responded to him was the cold morning wind, mixed with an indescribable smell.
The young man seemed to have remembered the embarrassing scene just now. He blushed and kicked the door frame angrily, rushed into the yard, took a ladle of water and rinsed it before returning to his room.
Alas, it would be great if there was a bathroom at home...