Chapter 46 Scrap Metal Recycling Station

When Jinran arrived at the scrap metal recycling station, there was only an old woman knitting a sweater. She went up to her and greeted her, "Auntie, I'm here to buy some books and some relatively intact bottles and jars. I'll use them to pickle vegetables when I get home. What do you think?"

The old woman looked Jinran up and down and said directly, "Books are one cent per pound, but the price of the jars is different. I'll tell you later."

Jinran nodded in agreement and entered the purchasing station, only to be dumbfounded. Everything written in the book was a lie, claiming that treasures were everywhere and that every step was a chance encounter.

That's all bullshit!

The room was full of dust and had an indescribable smell, but the Chinese thought was, since we're already here, even a piece of draft paper is a gain, right?

Jinran searched her spatial storage for a pair of gloves and started rummaging through it. Surprisingly, she actually found one.

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This is an essential item for the college entrance examination in this era. Take it with you, and we'll watch it together later.

There were also some handwritten manuscripts, which Jinran didn't know what they were; they were all written in obscure and difficult-to-understand language. "Take them," she thought, "what if they're antiques or something? I can't let them go."

She couldn't find the book about medicinal herbs she had been longing for. But she did find a few complete jars, just enough for her home.

Well, that's settled then. At least I got something out of it. When I went to pay, the old lady told me I only needed to give her one yuan.

Jinran carried the heavy basket on her back and walked home.

She arrived home before it got dark. She first told Grandpa and Grandma Shen that she was safe and sound, and then went home.

Doujin has gone off to play somewhere, while Fugui is contemplating the meaning of life at a 45-degree angle.

Jinran ignored them and changed into her work clothes. She took a sip of seawater, which relieved her fatigue, and then carried her basket up the mountain.

Jinran arrived at the first marked spot, where there was a small patch of wild ginger. Jinran dug out the wild ginger and saw that it was almost ripe.

I don't know if it's because it's deep in the forest, but the things here ripen at very different times.

Let's gather all the wild ginger in this area.

Heading to the next place.

Ground cherries, wild apples, wild strawberries, wild cherries..........

She had a great haul, and even found several places where yams grew. It was so much fun to get freebies!

When she got home, Jinran put down her basket and saw Doujin staggering back. Fugui was already fast asleep, his belly showing.

Jinran couldn't bear to see the little animals so carefree, so she decided to let Doujin and Fugui go hunting in the mountains starting tomorrow.

"They're still children, living on gold and wealth!"

Jinran packed up all the things she had hoarded, took out some, and planned to deliver them to her grandparents tomorrow. If she went today, her grandmother would nag her again.

Jinran picked out some small, tender ginger pieces to marinate. She didn't really like the taste, but the headmistress said it was good to eat.

Let's see if everyone can accept it.

I wonder how my brothers are doing, whether they can eat pickled vegetables or not. They're graduating soon, and I don't know if they'll be able to come back for the holidays this year.

The two brothers, whom Jinran was keeping an eye on, were guarding the pickled vegetables their sister had brought them.

"Brother, don't be so stingy. The pickled vegetables our sister gave us are so delicious, let's share them."

Shen Cong: "Get lost...that's my sister."

Everyone else nodded perfunctorily, but their eyes were all fixed on the jar of pickled vegetables in Shen Ming's arms.

It's so delicious! They'd seen those two in the cafeteria earlier, not getting any other food, just ordering a few steamed buns, eating them mysteriously, and with big smiles on their faces.

They couldn't resist and went to find out what it was, only to discover it was pickled vegetables. Although it looked good, it was just pickled vegetables, wasn't it?

Is it really necessary to eat so deliciously?

Who knew that once they tasted it, they couldn't stop. They went all out and agreed to wash Shen Cong and Shen Ming's smelly socks for a week, with each of them getting a little extra as payment.

But a little isn't enough! Those two scoundrels are such misers, they won't give us any more, and they even say they don't have any left.

They all saw it, and there's still so much left. They're just stingy.

But since they didn't have such a good younger sister, they had no choice but to shamelessly beg her.

Jinran was completely unaware. She stretched and thought about asking her grandmother tomorrow if anyone had chicks or piglets so she could raise them and eat them sooner.

He brought his two ancestors into the space and first opened several jars for them.

Dou Jin buried his head in his food and ate heartily, while Fu Gui looked at Jin Ran suspiciously, as if wondering if this was some kind of trap.

Jinran said matter-of-factly, "Stop looking, let's go take a shower after we finish eating."

"Woof woof~~" Is this for real?

"Meow~~" Your human has no conscience!

Jinran said, "Go ahead and curse, there's no going back."