"Old Xue, please don't tease me. Are you sure you want all these?"

"Do you think I'm teasing you? Who would want to tease you in this cold weather? Come on, help me wrap these things up in bundles, tie them up, and then weigh them."

"Then, still according to yesterday's price?"

"Nonsense, if you dare to raise the price, be careful, I really don't want you."

"Okay, please! Let me do this job!" When the boss heard that the other party wanted all the hundreds of kilograms of junk, he suddenly lost his sleepiness and started to work immediately with nimble hands and feet.

With Old Xue and the scrap yard owner busying around, Yang Jing didn't know what to do for a moment. He was still in a dream, always hearing that someone bought a lot of precious manuscripts and documents at a scrapyard price, and those things turned out to be priceless treasures.

Those stories that seemed like legends, those things that he could only listen to and secretly envy, were now happening right before his eyes. Yang Jing was really in a trance.

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The three of them worked from almost seven o'clock until after ten o'clock, and finally they packed up and weighed all the information in the shack.

A total of five hundred and eighty kilograms!

This number once again made Yang Jing's heart beat wildly. Although some of these were not precious documents, they could form a complete system.

For example, Yang Jing found thousands of black-and-white photos in this pile of information. Some of the photos are even difficult to see clearly, but these photos faithfully recorded a series of important events that took place in China from the Second Opium War to the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Even precious photos of the Eight-Nation Alliance destroying the Old Summer Palace and occupying Tianjin can be found here.

Although these photos record the humiliating history of our country during that dark period, don’t they also remind future generations to work hard and strive to make the Chinese nation stand at the top of the world’s nations again?

Therefore, although these photos do not contain many cultural treasures, they are an important part of the modern history of China as a whole and cannot be ignored. They are definitely of great help to the study of modern history of our country.

It's a pity that whoever is doing nothing or even being a fool actually let such precious documents end up in such a humiliating way at the scrap collection station!

Fortunately, I, Yang Jing, arrived in time. Let me, Yang Jing, protect these precious information!

When they were going back, Lao Xue's tricycle couldn't pull all the garbage, so the owner of the scrap yard called a yellow-van from outside, which joined Lao Xue's tricycle and took the garbage away at once.

When I got home and unloaded all the information, it was already past eleven o'clock and the ghost market had long since dispersed.

But Yang Jing did not regret it. Even if he stayed in the ghost market the whole time, he would never have such a huge harvest. Apart from anything else, the cultural treasures contained in these documents far exceeded Yang Jing's imagination.

Originally, Yang Jing wanted to take advantage of this time travel to find a few more antiques and replenish the holy ring. As a result, he did not find many other treasures, but he did find a lot of more important documents.

Putting aside the value of these documentary materials, the humanistic treasures contained in those manuscripts alone are enough to increase the humanistic treasure content of the holy ring by more than ten times!

These precious cultural treasures are Yang Jing’s greatest gain.

"I say, Lao Xue, your stall is still in the market. Is it okay for you not to go there for such a long time?" Yang Jing and Lao Xue got together to wash their hands, and Yang Jing asked Lao Xue.

"It's okay! My stall is next to an old friend of mine. He knows that I often go out to collect goods, so he used to look after the stall for me. It's no problem for me to go over and collect the goods in the afternoon."

Yang Jing smiled, shook off the water on his hands, and then said, "Since you don't have to take care of your stall, let's find a restaurant to have a drink at noon! Ask my sister-in-law to go with us. If it weren't for you this morning, I wouldn't have received so much information, so we must have a meal."

Although Lao Xue is a talkative person, he is definitely not the kind of person who likes to procrastinate. When he heard this, he thought about it for a moment and agreed readily.

As a result, when Yang Jing was about to leave, he discovered that Lao Xue's wife did not come with him.

"Brother Xue, why don't you greet your sister-in-law?"

"Why should the woman follow us to the table? Besides, she still has to look after the house. We can just bring her some food after we're full." Seeing that Yang Jing wanted to say something, Lao Xue immediately pulled Yang Jing out the door, saying as they walked, "No one can be left at home at noon. This area is being developed at this time. Although it's still a little far from our home, the number of outsiders in this area is increasing, and the public security in this area is getting worse and worse. We just pulled this and that from outside, and we don't know how many people saw us. What if someone with ulterior motives robs our house while we're out for dinner? Who can we tell? So, someone must be left at home."

This makes sense. In recent years, as Yanjing has been developing at an increasingly rapid pace, more and more people from other places have flocked to Yanjing, and there are also more and more laid-off workers. The public security in recent years is indeed not very good. Otherwise, the country would not have launched a nationwide "severe crackdown" two years later, in 1996, in order to crack down on these increasingly rampant criminals.

Yang Jing nodded silently without refutation of Lao Xue.

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