"See? I'll keep an eye on the cars for you. You can pick and choose with confidence. I guarantee no one can steal a car right under my nose!"

The old man, holding a handful of sunflower seeds, unwrapped the brown paper covering them, grabbed a handful, and slowly cracked them open.

After eating two, feeling uncomfortable, he changed his posture, crossed his legs, and leisurely watched Lin Xue rummaging through the garbage.

This should be a transistor radio; it could probably be repaired and still work. Why was it thrown away?

Lin Xue pulled a transistor radio out of the garbage heap.

She checked it carefully and found no major problems, but couldn't help but mutter to herself.

[How come there's a whole set of high school textbooks here? Looks like one of the parents sold them all together!]

Lin Xue put the whole stack of old books aside. They weren't worth much, and she could read them herself whenever she wanted.

A broken electric fan?

Received!

Lin Xuedong flipped through the pages, but the old man was so bored that he had long since stopped paying attention to her.

I don't know where he got an old newspaper, but he was reading it with great interest.

"Why is there such a big box here?"

As Lin Xue went to pick up a small nut that had fallen to the ground, her eyes fell on a worn-out suitcase.

This suitcase is really bad; the outer leather has been torn to shreds, revealing the cardboard inside.

For some reason, Lin Xue just wanted to open it and take a look.

Fortunately, Lin Xue opened it, otherwise she would probably regret it to death.

The belt; the belt buckle is rusted beyond recognition, but the belt itself is quite good. We can cut off the buckle and keep the belt underneath.

An English book; Lin Xue casually flipped through it and found it was a foreign language novel. Reading foreign languages ​​these days wasn't a good thing, so she tossed the book back.

Kerosene lighter; it's out of fuel, but the internal structure is still intact, so it can be kept.