The group rushed to the TV station and immediately began an emergency rehearsal. Yun Shudai hadn't had a moment's rest all week, taking the time to send He Wan a few messages across time and space to let her know that she was back in business.
She thought everything was going smoothly, but then the director said there wasn't enough time, that she was one minute short, and cut her dance out.
Upon hearing this news, Sister Yao nearly flew into a rage and cursed, but in the end, she could only quietly return to Ye City.
She sighed repeatedly on the way: "Oh well, if I didn't get selected, I didn't get selected. It was a surprise after all, so you can't believe in free lunches. Shushu, rest well at home these days, and we'll see you after the New Year."
"Okay, Sister Yao, Happy New Year, An'an, Happy New Year."
Happy New Year, Sister Shushu.
Sister Yao took Yun Shudai home to her own little apartment. Once home, she breathed a long sigh of relief. Of course, she had some regrets, after all, she had worked hard for a week. But she was always easygoing. If something wasn't meant to be, no matter how hard she tried, it would be in vain. Rather than being sad, she decided to get a good night's sleep.
Upon entering the space, she found He Wan was not there. She immediately collapsed onto the sofa and fell fast asleep, unaware that while she was sleeping, the things in the space were gradually leaving.
...
He Wan has been following Su Ranran and Zhang Cuicao to the county these past few days.
She contacted Lao Song again today. They will ship the last batch of goods before the New Year and then prepare for the winter.
Upon hearing that there was baby formula and a sewing machine, Old Song asked excitedly, "Brother He, how much are they?"
"A bag of milk powder costs 15 yuan, five jin of oil costs 8 yuan. Acrylic bulky yarn costs 16 yuan per jin, and a sewing machine costs 160 yuan. Quilt scraps cost 2 yuan each, and polyester fabric costs 2 yuan per meter."
"Sure, what does Brother He need this time?"
"Does Uncle Song have any foreign exchange certificates?"
Old Song frowned, and after a moment said, "How many do you want? I'll give you three hundred for each one."
"I'll take as many as you have."
Song Lao Er laughed: "This thing isn't like ordinary tickets. I can get you more, but I can only get you six of these."
He Wan nodded: "Okay, also, I collect old items, like the Big Black Ten. If you have any, you can use them to offset these items with me."
“I don’t really have that much here. What I gave you before was all from what I collected. But you really want the big black ten you mentioned? I’ll give you an equivalent amount to settle the debt.”
"Yes, how much do you have?"
"Twenty sheets."
"Okay, I'll take it. Same time, same place."
After leaving Lao Song's place, He Wan took out her bicycle from her spatial storage and began wandering the streets and alleys with a bamboo basket on her back.
"Scrap collector, scrap collector."
During this time, she went from street to street, collecting things that weren't worth much. She collected one radio, two enamel basins, and two watches; none of them were old items for sale.
The families selling enamel basins were all unemployed and had no other choice but to sell their basins.
He Wan didn't care about the cost; the food she gave them was definitely worth much more than the basins.
She felt that her being transported to this place with such a special advantage might be a divine intervention to help these people.
At the end of a small street, an old man waved to him.
He Wan rode over on her bicycle: "Grandpa, do you have anything to sell?"
Do you buy watches?
"I'll take it, but I want to check its quality."
The old man took out a watch from his pocket, and said somewhat reluctantly, "Look, this watch is something I captured from the enemy when I was fighting in the war. How much do you think you can give me?"
Upon hearing that the old man was a veteran of the Red Army, He Wan immediately perked up, thinking that no matter how much the grain was worth, she couldn't give him less.
She couldn't tell what brand it was, but the watch strap was made of military green leather, and the wristband was also made of the same military green woven material. The watch wasn't badly worn, so it seemed to be well-maintained.
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