Wen Xi wasn't from the modern world. She died before the 1990s in her previous life, so how would she know what the modern world was? She only had a tiny bit of understanding of the modern world from Lin Yiwan's perspective after reading the original text!

Shen Jiaojiao and Jiang Yue nodded repeatedly in fear, "We won't run around, we'll just stroll along this main street."

After that, everyone went their separate ways.

Wenxi's first stop wasn't the supply and marketing cooperative, but the post office. Since she had decided to meet He Chen'an tomorrow, she needed to inform him in advance so he could make the necessary arrangements. After all, tomorrow wasn't his day off, and he would have to switch shifts with him. If she sent the letter now, she would receive it in a few hours, giving her enough time to make arrangements for tomorrow.

Although Wenxi doesn't have many fancy things, it doesn't lack basic necessities, so there's nothing I want to buy. I came to the town just to relax!

The watch He Chen'an gave her, and the new clothes he brought back for her that morning, were worth a lot of money, probably equivalent to one or two years' wages for an ordinary worker. She didn't want to owe He Chen'an anything and wanted to buy things to repay him. Since she was going to the county town anyway, Wen Xi decided to go to the department store in the county town to buy things for He Chen'an.

Anyway, she has plenty of money and tickets, so she can afford them.

After that, Wenxi carried her basket and strolled around outside. She had just finished her work and the town was bustling with activity. There were people almost everywhere, but there were only a few places to buy things. Don't even think about roadside stalls; it wasn't that time yet!

Lin Yiwan had invited her to go shopping in town several times, and today they finally had a day off to come together, but because there were too many people, they had to go shopping separately.

The town is a small town, without even a library. Otherwise, we could buy some books to pass the time. Otherwise, it's too boring. We're only busy cooking during the busy farming season. The rest of the time, it's too leisurely.

However, she couldn't say this to outsiders, lest people think she was shirking her work. She clearly risked her life to get it, okay?

Several months have passed since the wild boar incident was handed over. People tend to forget the pain once the wound heals, and the meat she ate has naturally been completely forgotten. It's likely that some discordant voices will soon emerge, so she'll have to hand over something else in exchange for a few more months of peace.

After much thought, Wenxi decided to go to the junkyard. From Lin Yiwan's perspective, Wenxi learned that all transmigrated women, transmigrated women from books, and reborn women liked to go to the junkyard to pick up bargains.

Wenxi has already collected a lot of gold, silver and jade artifacts, and will continue to trade with the black market, so she doesn't care if she can find any bargains. Today, she simply wants to see if there are any books. If there are no books, she can buy some waste newspapers and old books to start a fire.

Having lived here for over two years in her previous life, Wenxi had a certain understanding of the area, so she found the scrap yard on her own without even asking.

However, Wen Xi found a corner and took a 'Rejuvenation Pill'. After he transformed into a man, he headed towards the junkyard.

Arriving at the recycling station, Wenxi saw an old man sitting behind a table reading a newspaper. There was also a tea mug on the table. Wenxi walked over, took out a few White Rabbit milk candies, and placed them next to the old man. "Uncle, I'd like to buy some newspapers and old books to wallpaper the walls, is that alright?"

The old man waved his hand casually and said, "Go inside and choose for yourself!"

Since the things piled up outside weren't anything of high quality, the old man naturally didn't care.

Wen Xi smiled and nodded, "Thank you, Uncle."

As she walked inside, she glanced down at the old man's tea mug. The inside of the mug was covered in tea stains, which made her realize that the old man loved drinking tea, and she made a decision in her mind.

The items in the recycling station are all neatly categorized, with only one type of item placed in each area.

Wen Xi went straight to the book and newspaper section, and under the cover of the basket on her back, she took a pair of work gloves from the system warehouse. Then she squatted down and rummaged through them.

This pile of things contained everything: student notebooks, textbooks, books, newspapers, storybooks... Wenxi didn't take anything that was too messy and dirty to handle; she only took those that were still presentable.

None of these are particularly memorable books, so reading the contents first might be useful as a starting point later.

After Wen Xi made her selections, she moved a stack of newspapers and books in front of the old man. "Uncle, could you help me check how much these cost?"

The old man glanced down, saw that it didn't look like it weighed twenty or thirty pounds, nodded, and said, "Give me fifty cents!"

Wenxi took out 50 cents and handed it to the old man. She put the old books and newspapers into her basket and left. These things were not heavy for Wenxi, but carrying them around would be tiring. So Wenxi found a corner and put them into the system warehouse.

After a while, Wen Xi came to the scrap yard again. Since she was now in the form of a man, it would be easier for her to do things. She went up to the old man, stuffed a packet of tea into his hand, and whispered, "Grandpa, you've been working here all this time. Have you been secretly collecting any treasures?"

Seeing the old man's angry expression, Wen Xi quickly smiled and said, "Uncle, I won't take it from you. It's just that my elderly father is in poor health and probably doesn't have much time left. He wants to take some things with him. Those who know, know what he wants to take. Can you trade some with me? I have several dozen kilograms of rice and a bottle of rapeseed oil here. If you don't want these things, I can just exchange them for money."

The old man was moved when he heard about rice and rapeseed oil, and asked in a trembling voice, "Do you really have rice and rapeseed oil?"

“Of course, otherwise I wouldn’t have said that. Uncle, you can rest assured, after all, I can provide such good tea.” Wen Xi glanced at the tea and said, “If you’re willing, Uncle, please hurry up, otherwise I’m afraid something might happen to my elderly father at home.”

The old man thought for a moment and then nodded in agreement. He then locked the gate of the scrap yard and led Wenxi away.

Wenxi followed the old man through the winding alleys and finally stopped in front of a heavy wooden door. The old man took out his key, opened the gate, and invited Wenxi in.

Afterwards, the old man led Wenxi to an inconspicuous house. When he opened the door, he saw that there were many, many things piled up inside. It must have been that the old man couldn't bear to see these good things being destroyed, so he used his position to collect them little by little!

"Go in and choose one. We'll talk about it after you've made your selection," the old man said.

Wen Xi didn't expect that as soon as she entered, the check-in system would show a lot of arrows, and the things the arrows pointed to looked pretty good, so Wen Xi started to take things according to the system's instructions.