Ruan Mianmian couldn't put all these things into the space directly now, otherwise the old man would be scared to death, so many things disappeared out of thin air.
She had no choice but to look for the things she wanted to keep for her own use first, and then take the opportunity to sneak a little into the space.
While searching, Ruan Mianmian sighed that the scrap yard really only had scraps, and the things were more fragmented than she had imagined.
The complete thing is basically invisible.
Bowls, plates, and the like are basically no different from broken porcelain pieces. If you want to use them, you can only find some porcelain pieces that can be combined and glue them together yourself.
There were no metal pots either. You can imagine how expensive metal pots are nowadays. Many people don’t even have them. When they are broken, they are not thrown away, but repaired by a blacksmith. Everyone’s pots are repaired again and again, and they are reluctant to throw them away.
The metal objects she could see were all covered in rust, and she couldn't tell what they were parts of. Anyway, none of them were complete.
Wooden furniture and the like were basically all in a disassembled state. The legs of the tables and chairs were all broken into pieces, as if they had been shattered into pieces of firewood. No interlayers or mechanisms could withstand such treatment. Even if there was something inside before, it should have been found out by now.
As for the calligraphy and paintings on the other side, none of them were intact, and most of them were torn. She also couldn't figure out the value of these calligraphy and paintings.
But think about it, if it wasn't in this state, how could it be thrown into the scrap yard?
Ruan Mianmian noticed that the old man was not looking at her, so she casually put a few worn-out calligraphy and paintings into the space, preparing to sell them in the system mall.
But it was rejected by the system mall.
"9527, what's going on?" Ruan Mianmian was confused.
"Host, these things still have owners. They don't belong to you, so you have no right to trade them." 9527 explained patiently.
"Huh?! Aren't these all just junk and garbage?"
"Host, the ownership of these things now belongs to this scrap yard. You need to buy them before you have the right to deal with them."
So that's how it is. She was too naive and thought that the garbage in the scrap yard could be directly treated as garbage without her judging.
Put the things back where they belonged. Ruan Mianmian's enthusiasm was greatly dampened.
If you buy them all, not to mention how much it would cost, you can imagine who would be stupid enough to spend money to buy piles of garbage from a scrap yard.
It seemed that this approach was not feasible. She might as well just find a few things she could use, so that it wouldn't be a wasted trip.
After adjusting her mindset, Ruan Mianmian was much more attentive when looking for things than before.
After rummaging through the pile of things, Ruan Mianmian finally picked out two usable things.
She found two chopsticks. Why do I say two? Because they were not a pair. One was thicker, longer, and lighter in color, while the other was shorter, thinner, and darker in color. Anyway, she would use either one herself, so she could make do with it. It was better than using a tree branch.
She also found a half-torn book and flipped through it casually. It seemed to be a novel or something. This is only half of the book. I don't know where the other half is. This can be used to start a fire. It's more convenient than hay.
She also found a table leg. It was as thick as her forearm and quite long. It should have been from the table.
She came to the old man with something in her hand, and the old man pointed at the table leg in her hand and asked in confusion, "What are you doing with this?"
Ruan Mianmian's first reaction was, "Can't I take this thing?"
"No, this is meant to be used as firewood. What are you doing with it? You are a girl. If you want to use it as firewood, you should find smaller pieces. This kind of firewood is thick and long, and you have to chop it yourself. Can you chop it?" The old man disagreed.
"No, you misunderstood. I didn't take this back to burn as firewood. I took it back to use as a door-button. This one is thick, long and strong, just right."
She was going to live in a room of her own now, and she just needed a door stick.
She handed two chopsticks, half a book and the table leg to the old man and said, "Uncle, please take a look at how much these are in total."
The old man saw that she had been rummaging around for a long time before finally finding these few things, then he remembered that she said she was separated and lived alone, so he turned around and went to a room inside.
When I came out, I was holding a half-worn enamel teacup. The surface was chipped in many places, the opening was a little dented, and there was no lid. But it was fine for normal use.
"I'll give you this too, and give me thirty cents in total." The old man stuffed the enamel teacup into Ruan Mianmian's hand.
After paying, Ruan Mianmian thanked the old man again and again. There are still many good people in this era.
Everything else was easy, Ruan Mianmian could carry it with her, but the table leg was really hard to carry, so Ruan Mianmian found an empty corner and put everything she found at the scrap yard into the system space.
Since there was nothing to gain from the scrap yard, Ruan Mianmian from the west of the city didn't want to go there anymore.
She now needs to find a new way to get points.
Without a purpose, Ruan Mianmian began to wander on the road, thinking as she walked.
Before I knew it, I had reached the river.
Xiangyang Brigade is a production brigade under Jianghe City, which is named after the several rivers within its jurisdiction.
The big river flowing through the county is called Quanjiang River, which is the source of water for the entire county.
Suddenly, Ruan Mianmian saw an older sister pouring a pile of stove ash onto a scum pile near the river, then walked to the river, poured the dustpan twice with river water, washed her hands, and then turned around and walked back.
Looking at the piles of scum, Ruan Mianmian hurried forward and collected some of it into the space. This time the system space did not reject the transaction, and the points given were quite high.
Ruan Mianmian was so happy that she stepped forward to stop the elder sister and pointed at the pile of rubbish and asked, "Elder sister, is this from your house?"
Ruan Mianmian knew it wasn't the case, otherwise the system mall wouldn't agree to the transaction. She just wanted to find a reason to take these things away.
Although the elder sister didn't understand, she still answered Ruan Mianmian's question, "It's not mine. People living nearby dump their stove ash and debris here. This is a place for everyone to share."
"Can I take this away?" Ruan Mianmian's expectant look made the elder sister feel embarrassed.
"You are a little girl, what do you need this thing for? It's so dirty." The elder sister couldn't understand it at all.
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