Wang Li was lying there, and suddenly she thought of watching TV in the future. Wasn't there something in this modern scrap yard?

Let's go, get up and take a look. I have to avoid that clingy ghost and go by myself, otherwise I will see something and won't be able to put it into the space. I avoid Wang Minghao and leave him a note, saying that I'm going shopping.

I wandered around the street but couldn't find the scrapyard. I guess it was somewhere in a corner. I couldn't find it after searching for a long time. I saw some kids playing hopscotch nearby and asked them if they knew where the scrapyard was. No one paid any attention to me, so I just took out a few White Rabbit candies.

"Children, who knows the place where I live in the scrapyard? I'll give him two candies. If he takes me there, I'll give him five. Does anyone know?"

Immediately, two little boys shouted, “I know, I know.” Wang Li kept her promise and immediately gave each of them a candy. The other children looked very regretful and their eyes were fixed on the White Rabbit candy.

Wang Li didn't care. The two children took her through two alleys and turned into a very small alley. There was an iron gate with three big words "Scrap Collection Station" written on it. Wang Li gave the two children five candies each, and the children happily skipped away.

An old woman about the same age as Wang Li was sitting at the door of the scrap yard, sleeping with her eyes closed.

"Brother, brother," Wang Li called out twice, and the man opened his eyes.

"What's the matter?"

Wang Li saw that he ignored her and thought to herself, are people working in scrap yards so arrogant in this era?

Seeing that he ignored her, she took out five more candies and handed them over, "Big brother, I want to go in and see if there are any newspapers or books. How much do you charge for these?"

The old man saw someone looking for something and thought he could make some money, so he said to Wang Li, "Go ahead. The big warehouse in the south just received some stuff today. Go take a look and come out to weigh it when you're done." Then he closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

Wang Li entered the warehouse and saw so many things, but they were all smashed and broken. She looked up and almost tripped. She looked down and saw a table leg. She picked it up. Isn't it red wood? It's a pity that there is only one leg, but why is it so heavy? She is quite strong, but it feels very difficult to hold this table leg. There is nothing special when she takes it to the front. She touches here and there. Is there any mechanism?

Haha, I didn't expect there really was a mechanism. I just pressed down hard on the bottom part of the table legs, and the legs scattered. Inside was a long box that was one size smaller than the table legs. When I opened it, it was full of agate and pearls. Fortunately, I held it with the opening facing upwards, if it was facing downwards, all the pearls would have spilled on the ground.

Wang Li did not dare to delay and put the box into the space. She wanted to look for it again, but she did not find anything valuable after searching for a long time. She was also afraid that the old man would become suspicious. What was this woman doing in there for so long?

I just picked up a few books that looked thick and a stack of newspapers and prepared to go out. The book felt very heavy. It couldn't be a dictionary or something. It was tied with a torn rope.

My hands felt a little sore, so I put the book on the ground and prepared to roll it up in the newspaper. Unexpectedly, I saw a hollow space in the middle of the book with a small box in the middle. When I opened it, there was a box of jade pendants inside. Whose things were these? Who would put these things in a book? They were not seen during the house search. I guess they thought the rope was too torn. I don't know.

Wang Li quickly put the box into the space, and also put the book into the space. If she didn't take it away and someone saw it, the secret in the book would be checked to see who had been to the scrap station, and it would be troublesome if it was found out. Now she had to be careful, after all, it was only July 4th and the movement would not be over for another two days.

Although I am surrounded by important people, after all, they are not my biological children, so I don't want to ask others for help.