At five o'clock in the morning, Xu Jianguo woke up from his sleep.
He glanced at Tong Fei who was still sleeping soundly on the other bed, put on his clothes gently, took a towel and toothbrush and went to the bathroom to wash up.
After packing up, Xu Jianguo walked out of the guesthouse and slowly strolled around the area.
He found a small state-owned breakfast shop and ordered a bowl of shredded pork noodles and a boiled egg, spending 4 taels of food coupons and 50 cents.
After adding some aged vinegar and chili oil and finishing a big bowl of noodles, Xu Jianguo felt a thin layer of sweat on his forehead and felt refreshed all over.
He bought a few big meat buns for Tong Fei and took them back. When he found that Tong Fei was still unconscious, he left a note for him and then left the guesthouse.
According to the address Yan Wenhua told him yesterday, Xu Jianguo easily found the scrap collection station.
Since he arrived early, the purchasing station was not open yet, so Xu Jianguo sat on the steps next to the guard room and waited.
After waiting for more than half an hour, Xu Jianguo heard the sound of a door opening behind him.
"Young man, who are you looking for?"
"Hello, Uncle Liang. I was introduced by Uncle Yan from Xinhua Bookstore. I want to buy some old books and materials from Goose Man." Xu Jianguo stood up and said.
"Oh, Xiao Yan asked you to come. You're a little early. Come in and wait a moment."
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Liang!"
Xu Jianguo and Uncle Liang chatted for about half an hour. Seeing that the time was almost up, the old man went out and opened the door.
As the workers from the scrap collection station arrived one after another, the old man led Xu Jianguo to the open space where scrap was stored.
"These are all unsorted waste. You can look around to see if there's a book you need. Once you've made your selection, come find me in the guard room."
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Liang!"
After the old man left, Xu Jianguo began to rummage through the pile of garbage.
Before he knew it, it was noon and Xu Jianguo had already found a large box full of books and materials.
There are not only books on goose language, but also some books on parrot language and traditional Chinese medicine.
Xu Jianguo even found several well-preserved comic books in the drawer of a broken desk, and a brand new Type 50 military water bottle and a box of bullets in the mezzanine of a shabby Sulian-style combination cabinet. He planned to take the comic books back to Funiu, keep the water bottle for himself, and as for the bullets, he decided to give them to the security guard, Uncle Liang.
He looked at the pile of old books in the broken wooden box, put the comic books, bullets and water bottle on it, nodded with satisfaction, picked up the wooden box and walked towards the guard room.
"Uncle Liang, I've chosen one."
"Wow, you're quite picky! Eh? Is that a bullet? And there's a Type 50 water bottle, you're quite the shrewd fellow!"
"Hehe, I'm just lucky. Uncle Liang, I really like this kettle. Can you sell it to me? I also want to buy the comic book for my sister. As for the bullets, I really don't have any use for them, so I'll just hand them over to you!"
"Alright, since you're honest, I'll sell it to you. Five dollars for the kettle, and two dollars for the comic book and the other books, a total of seven dollars."
"Okay, thank you, sir!"
Uncle Liang waved his hand and said, "How are you going to go back? How about I leave the things here first and go out and find a tricycle?"
"No, I can just carry you back. It's not far."
"I didn't realize you were so strong!"
"This is all learned from farming. Uncle Liang, I'll go back and take a look at these books. If I don't find what I need, I may have to come again, and then I'll have to trouble you again."
"Sure, come if you want! But can you finish reading all these books tonight?"
"Give it a try. If you can't finish it in one day, try two days."
"Okay, good attitude!"
Xu Jianguo greeted the old man, then left the recycling station carrying the broken wooden box.
When they got to a place where there was no one, Xu Jianguo put the kettle and comic book into the space.
When a box of old books was placed in front of Tong Fei, he was completely stunned.
Looking at Xu Jianguo's extremely dirty work clothes, Tong Fei couldn't help but swallow his saliva and asked, "Jianguo, did you buy all these from the scrap recycling station?"
"yes!"
"This is too much, can you finish reading it?"
"Why rush? Just take your time and watch!"
"Okay, then take your time to read it. Have you eaten?"
"Not yet!"
"Go wash up first, I'll go downstairs and buy you something to eat!"
"Okay, thank you Master Tong!"
Xu Jianguo went to the bathroom to wash up. As soon as he returned to the room, Tong Fei came in with two scallion pancakes.
"Jianguo, I didn't buy anything else, only scallion pancakes, you can fill your stomach first!"
Xu Jianguo didn't hesitate and took the scallion pancake and started eating it in big mouthfuls.
After lunch, Tong Fei went out for a walk for fear of disturbing Xu Jianguo's reading.
Xu Jianguo took out his notebook and pen and continued to look through the documents.
It was 11 o'clock in the evening and Xu Jianguo had finished reading another book, but he still didn't find the answer he was looking for.
He stood up from the bed and stretched, looking at the empty bed next to him. Then he remembered that Tong Fei had told him in the afternoon that he was afraid that it would delay his reading, so he went to open a new room next door.
Xu Jianguo took out a piece of bread from the space, ate it in a few bites, and drank a glass of space well water, and his fatigue disappeared immediately.
He reached out and picked up a new document from the bedside table, intending to read it for a while.
This is a notebook with a cowhide cover. It is very thick and looks very old. There are many notes and newspaper clippings inside, a bit like a notebook from later generations.
Xu Jianguo turned to the first page, where a message was written in Russian: "To my dearest student Ding Jie, Vyacheslav, as a souvenir of April 1955."
This notebook should be a souvenir given by a teacher named Vyacheslav to his student Ding Jie.
Continuing to flip through the pages, he saw neat and beautiful handwriting. Xu Jianguo guessed that this should be a woman's notebook.
The contents recorded in the notebook are very messy, including literature and art, mechanical equipment and civil construction, as well as knowledge of mathematics and physics.
Xu Jianguo looked at it slowly, hoping that the notes would contain the answers he wanted. Just when he was about to finish flipping through the notebook, his eyes suddenly widened and he stared at the contents of the notebook. After a few seconds of hesitation, Xu Jianguo quickly took his notebook and began to carefully compare the contents.
After a moment, Xu Jianguo waved his fist vigorously and said, "Finally found it!"
Yes, he finally found it. The last part of this notebook recorded in detail some abbreviations commonly used in goose language and their Chinese translations. The most important thing was that the owner of this notebook also chose to write in cursive, which was exactly the same as what Xu Jianguo recorded.
Taking out a pen, Xu Jianguo began to copy the Chinese translation into his own notebook. After finishing everything, he leaned back, lay down comfortably, exhaled a long breath, and said in his heart: "I can finally go back.
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