The old man spoke indifferently, "It's not like I can offer any advice. Although we have a formal job here, we still do dirty and tiring work. I don't know what a girl like you is thinking of, coming to such a shabby place."

Jiang Shanshan smiled embarrassedly and said nothing.

I just said in my heart that she came here for the treasures here.

She remembered that during that era, many good families suffered because of those things, and it seemed that the good things in those families ended up in the scrap yard here.

And most importantly, she came here not only to look for treasures, but also to look for information books!

"Uncle, I'm not afraid of being tired. I like this kind of life." She replied with a smile.

Seeing that nothing she said would convince him, the old man stopped trying to persuade her.

Anyway, he has told this little girl everything he needs to say. If she doesn't believe it, it has nothing to do with him.

But he wanted to see how long this girl in front of him would stay here this time.

He thought about the young people who had come here to work before. It seemed that they all left their jobs on their own accord after just a few days.

Jiang Shanshan didn't know what he was thinking. At this moment, she was taking charge of the work.

"Uncle, let me go sort out the things inside." She pointed to the pile of things that everyone thought were waste.

The old man looked at her deeply.

When he was looking at her, Jiang Shanshan froze, fearing that this old man would see through her little thoughts.

After a while, the old man withdrew his gaze from her and replied calmly, "Okay, if you want to do it, just do it. As long as you don't mind being tired, it's fine."

After saying this, he immediately turned around and sat down, picked up his dirty-looking teapot and started drinking tea.

Seeing that he agreed, Jiang Shanshan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time said to him with a smile, "I don't mind the dirt."

After saying that, he turned around and went into the pile of waste inside.

As she walked in, a somewhat unpleasant smell immediately hit her nose.

She fanned it gently twice with her hands, and only stopped when she got used to the smell.

Standing in this pile of waste as high as a hill, Jiang Shanshan picked up one or two books and took a look at them.

Although they were incomplete, she could still see the preciousness of these two books.

The font above was actually traditional Chinese. Although she couldn't tell its age, she guessed that these two books should be very precious cultural relics.

After carefully putting the two books aside, she immediately started flipping through them again.

After flipping through the books for about ten minutes, she did have quite a few books at hand.

But it wasn't the information she wanted.

At this moment, her eyes were drawn to a bowl among the pile of waste.

The main thing is that Jiang Shanshan looks at this bowl of rice and thinks it resembles the Gu Dong she saw in a treasure hunting program in her previous life.

Just as she was looking at the bowl, the old man's voice suddenly rang out from behind her, "Don't look at it, this bowl is not antique, it was made more than ten years ago. There are a lot of bowls like this in the countryside."

Jiang Shanshan heard the sound coming from behind him, and was so scared that he put the bowl in his hand behind him and hid it with a guilty look on his face.

When the old man saw her unreasonable action, he snorted softly and glanced at the pile of books at her feet with his shrewd old eyes.