Although it wasn't Shen Mu Ning's first time in the county town, she was always busy with something to do.

Therefore, she was not familiar with the layout of the county town; she could only remember the roads she had traveled relatively clearly.

Now she was going to the recycling center, a relatively unfamiliar place.

The key point is that there was no sign of the junkyard within the range of her mental energy.

Therefore, she had to ask someone at the train station for help.

She still dresses like a boy because she has noticed that young girls don't seem to be out and about much.

On the bus from the commune to the county town, the passengers were mostly men or women.

Besides, what if she's recognized and remembered if she walks around in her natural form?

It's better to dress like a boy; that way, you won't stand out in a crowd.

It also helps her conceal her identity.

Since he's a boy, there's nothing wrong with him asking a male driver for directions.

"Uncle, do you know how to get to the scrap yard in the county town?"

The driver had just parked the car and was about to go to the state-run restaurant for a meal when he encountered Shen Mu Ning asking a question.

Look at this short boy, he's quite handsome, and I'd be happy to give him directions.

"Is this your first time in the county town? The scrap yard is just ahead. Go straight, then turn right and keep going."

Shen Mu Ning noted down the direction he pointed before answering his question.

"This isn't my first time in the county town, but I've never been to a recycling station before."

"Oh, I see. The scrap yard is over there. Go there yourself."

The driver didn't ask any questions; he was just giving directions.

After thanking him, Shen Mu Ning headed towards the scrap yard.

She spread her mental energy throughout the journey, figuring that she wouldn't see anything that would give her a sty in broad daylight.

The driver only gave a general direction; he didn't know the exact location of the scrap yard.

She continued walking until the scrap yard finally came into the range of her mental energy.

Based on the range of my mental energy, it should be more than two kilometers away.

Now that Shen Mu Ning finally had a clear direction, she quickly headed towards that location.

As she approached the recycling station, she realized that it was simply a small courtyard that had been converted into a recycling center.

There are five rooms and a toilet in the courtyard.

Under the influence of her spiritual power, she could see the general situation inside.

Four of the rooms were filled with broken furniture, newspapers, and fragments of various porcelain pieces.

There wasn't a single complete artifact.

There is another room with a small bed and some daily necessities.

I guess this room is for the person who guards the scrap yard.

However, this also confirms that the antiques they hid were not at the junkyard.

The claim that the transactions take place at a scrap yard is likely just a ruse.

After all, the area around the scrap yard is sparsely populated, and it's convenient for occasional trains to load goods or for transactions to take place.

Shen Mu Ning did not immediately use her mental power to search for the hidden antiques.

Instead, they turned their attention to the people guarding the scrap yard.

In the courtyard, there was an elderly-looking man sitting in a recliner, fanning himself.

There was a cup of tea on a small table next to it.

This person seems to be quite good at disguising himself; he even knows how to put on a convincing act.

Even on ordinary days, he dresses up as an old man.

Yes, dressing up.

As soon as Shen Mu Ning's spiritual power swept over the man, she knew that he was only over thirty years old.

His mustache and slightly noticeable wrinkles were fake.

This person's disguise was quite successful, after all, his hands were indeed covered in calluses.

However, no matter how successful the disguise, a fake will always be a fake.

Under Shen Mu Ning's mental power, the flaws in these things were extremely obvious.

Knowing that this person is dressed as an old man is enough to prove that there is something wrong with this junkyard.

Since we can't find any other clues for the time being, why not just catch this person and ask him?

Having made up her mind, Shen Mu Ning strolled into the scrap yard.

She pretended to be curious and looked around.

The man who had been lying on the recliner sat up.

"Little one, what brings you to the scrap yard?"

Qian Zhuang, who guards the scrap yard, has been here for a long time.

So he was quite confident in dealing with the people who came to the scrap yard.

Anyway, this is the kind of person who comes to the scrap yard alone with nothing in their hands.

People usually want to exchange something here to take back with them, so they can save money.

"Grandpa, I'd like to find a desk to take home so my younger siblings can use it to write."

As expected, Qian Zhuang's guess was correct.

Ah, another uninspiring day.

Since I came to Anbei County, my passion has been slowly worn away.

If it weren't for the fact that this place occasionally provides a batch of antiques, I would have run away long ago.

"Okay, go in and find it yourself."

Qian Zhuang wasn't worried that this kid would take anything against the rules out with him.

Anyway, the things left in the junkyard are definitely just junk.

Whenever there's something good, it's already been picked over by those in the know.

After receiving permission, Shen Mu Ning casually entered a room.

This room is filled with tables and chairs.

She was casually fiddling with the old tables and chairs in the room.

Anyway, her target is Qian Zhuang outside. Right now, she's just pretending to be Zhuang Zhuang to lower his guard.

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