Chapter 009 How Greedy

After walking out of the quiet alley and walking around twice, there were soon more and more people around.

Xiaofang is an "illegal household", but there are many people around the machinery factory, so as long as she doesn't look around or act sneakily, no one will suspect anything.

Tang Yuan calmly walked around the bustling market, and then went straight to the nearby recycling station.

The original person didn't receive much education. With the "financing" of his scumbag father, he barely finished the third grade of primary school. After he turned ten and was able to work, he started working in the fields to earn money. He had to work. Although the original person lived at home, he felt like a guest under someone else's roof. As long as he sat there for a while, people would say he was eating for free.

She refused to admit defeat and did not want to be insulted, so she worked harder than anyone else over the years. If you really counted, she not only supported herself since she was ten years old, but also paid off all the food and living expenses before she was ten years old.

Tang Jianguo has some humanity, but not much. He only goes back home once during the Chinese New Year, and the things he brings back home are all for his parents. The living expenses he gives to the original body are only in the single digits a year, and all the money is in the hands of the elderly at home.

The original body only studied up to the third grade, and his family had a thousand reasons, but when it came to him, they didn't say a word, just said "You're a girl, there's no need for you to read so many books", and that was it.

She was not her original self, and she was very angry about this matter when she read the memory, which also caused her some trouble in doing things at the moment. A girl who was only in the third grade would definitely not understand much.

Thinking of this, she stood at the door of the scrap yard and walked in.

"I'm looking for some elementary school textbooks."

"There." The person sitting at the door pointed in a direction without even looking up.

Tang Yuan turned around and saw a pile of waste paper there. He walked quickly forward, bent down and started picking it up.

There were many types of waste paper, including elementary school textbooks, junior high school textbooks, and many duplicate books. She picked out a few that looked the newest, held them in her arms, and continued to search.

I found a few high school textbooks. I don’t know if the students were not serious or if they were just brand new. They looked brand new without any signs of being used.

Even though she didn't need her high school textbooks now, she still picked them out and stacked them with the books in front of her.

If it doesn't fit in the cabin, you can put it in the wooden house in the game space.

While she was choosing, someone came over with a bag of newspapers to sell and was talking to someone at the door. The stack of newspapers was as high as her knees, and he was selling it for only a few cents.

She turned around and looked at the newspapers that she had just picked out and was going to take back to paste on the wall. She picked them up and put them back into the waste pile. After the newspaper seller left, she walked to the door with the book in her hand.

"Can you give me these newspapers?"

Tang Yuan placed all the books in his hands on the large floor scale and pointed to a pile of newspapers placed next to it.

The other party tilted his head, glanced at the titles of the books on the pile, and smiled: "They are really all textbooks."

"What's wrong? I said I wanted the textbook."

"It's to pick up leaks," the other party raised his eyebrows, "someone around your age comes here to pick up leaks."

Tang Yuan's eyes widened: "Is it really possible to pick up a bargain? Do you have any good stuff here?"

"Well, you're asking that question. If I really have something good here, I'll keep it myself," the other person lowered his voice. "People come to pick up things that are not worth seeing in public."

"Isn't that an antique? What if it's valuable in the future?" Tang Yuan said directly, leaning over to talk, "Is it possible? If so, I want it too, and I can pay for it."

"Kid, why are you so reckless? If it's a good thing, would it be sent to our scrap yard? If this is found out, your whole family will be finished. Do you still want to live a good life?" the other party scolded in a low voice.

Tang Yuan shrank his neck, still showing greed in his eyes, and licked his lips: "What if I hide well?"

"With your personality, you can't hide it at all," the other party saw Tang Yuan like this and became interested in talking. "Who dares to hide those things now? If you buy them back and show any signs, people will keep an eye on you and search you again. I guarantee you will find them. If you go to the countryside in the future, you will have to live in a cowshed!"

"It's so scary, but I still thought I could make money. It's just a few pieces of paper. I can hide them in a corner on a hill. As long as I don't put them in the house, no one will find them," Tang Yuan said confidently, but he was a little scared. "But as you said, if it is discovered, it will be very serious, right?"

She looked at the person in front of her carefully, with a gleam in her eyes, and it was obvious that she didn't want to give up yet.

"What should I call you?" Tang Yuan asked softly.

"My last name is Shen. I'm only a few years older than you. You can call me Sister Shen." Shen Wenyu said. She had never seen such a brave yet timid person before. She didn't look very smart.

"Hello, Sister Shen. My name is Xiaofang," Tang Yuan introduced herself. "I really think it's good to collect a few paintings by ancient people. The older generation used to say 'Antiques in prosperous times are valuable, while gold is valuable in troubled times'. Antiques have always been popular over the years, which means they must still have value. Even if they don't have value now, they will have value in the future."

Shen Wenyu didn't nod, but she knew in her heart that she was right.

She had looked at this scrap yard for all these years and had been tempted to do so, but she knew there were some things she couldn't touch. People were coming and going in the city, and so were people in her home. If the things were discovered, the whole family would be in trouble.

So no matter how much she was tempted, she never thought about it.

At this moment, the person next to her came over and whispered to her, "Sister Shen, keep it with me. I'll take it away later. If it really works, how about we each take half?"

Shen Wenyu looked at the girl in front of him warily, and suddenly it crossed his mind whether she was deliberately trying to make him make a mistake.

"This money can be earned. Even if it is not earned, I can just spend a few dollars to buy it as waste paper. There are many hills near our house, and I know several places where it will not be discovered. I can wrap it in oil paper and hide it deep. How can anyone find it?" Tang Yuan raised his head with a greedy look in his eyes.

"I won't make the same mistake with you." Shen Wenyu stepped back.

"Even if we only choose one pair, and it's really worth the money in the future, we won't lose anything, and we can even make a fortune," Tang Yuan looked at her and saw that she was obviously moved but hesitant. When she lowered her eyes, her eyes rolled around, and then she took out a ten-yuan coin, "I have money, I can spend it to buy it."

Shen Wenyu looked at the big ball in her hand and rolled her eyes: "I only sell things, I don't care about other things. You can buy it if you want, I won't take care of it."

"Of these ten yuan, five are yours," Tang Yuan raised his eyes quickly, revealing a "rare" smart and cunning state, "If it's really worth it, I'll come to you, otherwise I'll definitely hide it deep and never give it to you."

Shen Wenyu felt relieved when she heard her say that, but she was still on guard and added, "What if these things are found?"

"I tore them up right there!" Tang Yuan said immediately, "I definitely can't keep these things that won't make me money and will ruin my life. They're all junk. I'll just tear them up!"

Shen Wenyu was finally relieved now. She was afraid that the girl in front of her was an expert and would buy things and not be willing to give them up after searching them, insisting on keeping them. That would be dangerous.

Now it’s safer to just think about money.

Even if they were found and torn up, people can't still say that these are bad things.

Not all antiques are unsafe these days. Some are extremely famous and will definitely not be sent to the scrap yard. But when something happens at home and the calligraphy and paintings they have hidden are not masterpieces, they will all be sent here for fear of accidents.

Also, some people have things of unknown origin in their homes, and they are afraid of being held accountable, so in order to avoid trouble, they will also send them over.

Shen Wenyu has seen many similar things, most of which have been discarded. Even though those discarded ones are not masterpieces by famous artists, she still feels it is a pity.

"You can take it away, but please hide it well. Besides, this matter has nothing to do with me. You said it has nothing to do with me too." Shen Wenyu emphasized again.

"Don't worry, I know what to do. Besides, we'll tear them up and it won't happen to you," Tang Yuan reassured her again. "If these things can be sold for a dollar in the future, we'll make a fortune."

Waste paper is worthless these days. That pile of newspapers is only a few cents by weight. A few more picture scrolls and books are only two or three cents. It's the same dollar as what she said. It is indeed a model that can make money.

Shen Wenyu looked at her and thought she didn't think enough. This was at least ten yuan.

When the time comes, if she can make ten or twenty items and sell each for ten dollars, she can get a hundred dollars. There is no risk at all and she doesn't have to earn half a year's salary. Isn't this like pie in the sky?

Thinking of this, Shen Wenyu became happy and picked out some things she thought were useful from the pile of waste paper.

"They are all the price of waste paper. No matter whether they are or not, you can take them back and hide them. One day when you can sell them openly, you can take them out and we... you can find someone who knows the business to see if they can really be sold for money," Shen Wenyu muttered to Tang Yuan, "All these things together are only a few dollars. You must remember not to get caught."

"Of course, don't worry, Sister Shen," Tang Yuan nodded immediately, and then set his eyes on the scraps next door, "I heard that there are quite a few antiques among the porcelains."

"I don't understand this..." Shen Wenyu was at a loss.

"Then should I ask others? I don't understand either..." Tang Yuan said deliberately.

"Let me ask. When someone comes to sell scraps, I'll ask them. I have nothing to do anyway," Shen Wenyu patted his thigh, "but can you hide this thing?"

"What are you hiding? If it's really a bowl or a plate, who would be able to tell if I put it at home?" Tang Yuan looked at her and rubbed his hands. "Hey, I heard that antique plates are also valuable. If I can find one, I might be able to sell it for ten dollars."

Shen Wenyu rolled her eyes. She thought that if she could find a good one, she might be able to sell it for a hundred yuan.

But this is also a good business. Why didn't she think of it before? "It's all junk anyway, it doesn't cost much."

"Even if it's not an antique, I'll take it if it can be used at home." Tang Yuan squatted on the ground, took out a dirty scroll from the bottom and opened it.

Shen Wenyu looked at the opened scroll and said, "This is definitely not an antique. No one paid attention to it when it was sold."

"The painting is very beautiful. I can hang it at home." Tang Yuan rolled up the scroll again and looked up at Shen Wenyu. "When will I come next time?"

Shen Wenyu laughed and scolded: "You haven't taken these away yet, but you're already thinking about next time. You're really greedy... You can come here once every ten days or half a month. Usually there aren't many people coming to buy."

"Hey, I will definitely come then." Tang Yuan hugged all the calligraphy and paintings she had picked out in her arms.

"I'll get you another bag. You can't go out like this." Shen Wenyu found a bag for her to put the things in and reminded her again, "Hide it well, and don't tell anyone."

"Of course, of course," Tang Yuan nodded, "I'll take care of it, don't worry!"

Shen Wenyu glanced at her and felt really worried.

But she said that if it was discovered, she would tear it up directly.

She doesn't have to spend any money, and she can still wait for the possibility of making money in the future. This is a doable thing!