"I know. I'll ask him when he comes back." Aunt He nodded. Compared to helping make clothes, she would rather he sell things. Not only would that bring higher income, but it would also be more training. Alas, it would be great if he could buy a house and move out like Yang Weihua and the others.
"Aunt He, Auntie, I'm going to your warehouse to see if there are any useful books or materials." After the greetings, Qiao Mo stated his purpose.
"Go ahead. A lot of waste was delivered yesterday and we haven't had time to clean it up yet. Be careful and don't hurt your hands." Aunt He nodded.
"I know, thank you Aunt He." Qiao Mo nodded, took out a gauze mask from his pocket and put it on, then went to the warehouse.
The warehouse was indeed a mess, with many things not sorted out. It was obvious that they were newly delivered. Qiao Mo released her spiritual sense, and everything in the warehouse appeared clearly in her mind.
Soon, she followed the map and found a disguised Xuande furnace and two bronze wine vases: these items were coated with a layer of molten iron using a special technique, making them look like a few crudely made iron products. I don’t know how many pairs of eyes they had deceived, but what the initiator didn’t know was that he even hid it from his own descendants and disposed of the treasures as scrap.
Of course, it is also possible that the family fell into trouble and no one recognized these things, so they were treated as scrap metal.
If it weren't for his spiritual awareness, these treasures would have been thrown into the molten iron and melted.
She also found two small motors with only the outer shells left, a few bearings and a few Qing Dynasty copper coins in relatively good condition in the pile of scrap metal. Few people collect copper coins nowadays, and they can still be seen at recycling stations, but they will be hard to find in a few years.
She had a fruitful day today. She put the Xuande furnace and wine jar into the space, and put the motor casing and bearings into a torn sack and carried it out.
"Auntie He, please weigh it." Qiao Mo put the things on the scale.
"Momo, what do you want this thing for?" Aunt He asked curiously after looking at the things in the sack.
"Isn't my Kang Mingyuan studying mechanics? I'll take it back and see if he can fix it." Qiao Mo didn't hide it from her.
"Only the outer shell of this motor is left. It's probably going to be difficult to repair." Aunt He said as she weighed it. "Take it back and try it first. If it can't be repaired, send it back and we'll buy it back at the original price."
"Then I'd like to thank Aunt He first." Qiao Mo smiled at her, took out his wallet from his bag, took out a dollar and handed it to her.
"Momo, you talk to your aunt. I'm going to the warehouse to sort things out." Aunt He took the money, registered it, and left the space to Qiao Mo and Qiao Yuting.
"Aunt, what kind of person is He Lin? Can he really make clothes?" After watching Aunt He walk away, Qiao Mo asked Qiao Yuting.
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