sjar Chapter 142 Exchange
Chapter 142 Exchange
Wen Xi is not from the modern era. She died before the 1990s in her previous life. How could she know what the modern era is? She just read the original text and had a little understanding of the modern era from Lin Yiwan's perspective!
Shen Jiaojiao and Jiang Yue nodded in fear, "Let's not run around, just walk around this main street."
After that, everyone went their separate ways.
Wen Xi's first stop was not the supply and marketing cooperative, but the post office. Since he decided to meet He Chenan tomorrow, he had to notify him in advance so that he could arrange his time. After all, tomorrow was not his day off and he had to switch shifts with others. If he sent the letter now, it would be received in a few hours, so he would have enough time to arrange tomorrow's affairs.
Although Wenxi doesn’t have any good stuff, it does have basic living supplies, so there’s nothing I want to buy. The reason I came to the town is probably to relax!
The watch He Chenan gave her and the new clothes he brought her that morning were worth a lot of money together, probably one or two years' salary of an ordinary worker. She didn't want to owe He Chenan anything, and she also wanted to buy something to repay He Chenan. Anyway, she had to go to the county town tomorrow, so Wen Xi decided to go to the department store in the county town to buy something for He Chenan tomorrow.
Anyway, she has no shortage of money or tickets, so she can afford it.
Afterwards, Wenxi started strolling outside with a backpack on his back. He had just finished his work. The town was bustling with people almost everywhere, but there were only a few places where he could buy things. Don't even think about going to roadside stalls. It's not time for that yet!
Lin Yiwan had asked her to go shopping in the town several times. Today, they finally had a day off and came together, but because there were too many people, they had to go shopping separately.
The town is a small one, there is not even a library, otherwise I could go there to buy some books to kill time, otherwise it would be too boring. I would only be busy during the busy farming season when I cook, but the rest of the time it would be too free.
But she couldn't say this to anyone else, lest people think she was evading labor. She clearly exchanged her own life for it, okay?
It had been several months since the wild boar was handed over. People tend to forget the pain once the wound has healed, and naturally they had forgotten about the meat they had eaten. It was estimated that discordant voices would be heard soon, so she had to hand over another thing in exchange for a few months of peace.
After much thought, Wen Xi decided to go to the scrap station. From Lin Yiwan's perspective, Wen Xi learned that all the time-traveling girls, book-traveling girls, and reborn girls like to go to the scrap station to check in and pick up bargains.
Wen Xi has already collected a lot of gold, silver and jade, and will continue to trade on the black market, so she doesn't care whether she can find a bargain. Today she just wants to see if there are any books. If there are no books, she can buy some waste newspapers and old books to start a fire.
After all, Wenxi had lived here for more than two years in his previous life, so he had a certain understanding of the place. He found the scrap yard on his own without even asking.
However, Wen Xi found a corner and took a "Rejuvenating Pill". After he turned into a man, he walked towards the scrap yard.
When he arrived at the door of the scrap yard, he saw an old man sitting at a table behind the door, reading a newspaper. There was a teacup on the table. Wen Xi walked over, took out a few White Rabbit candies and put them next to the old man. "Uncle, I want to buy some newspapers and waste books to paste on the wall. Is that okay?"
The old man waved his hand and said casually, "Go in and choose for yourself!"
Since the things piled outside are not good things, the old man naturally doesn't care.
Wen Xi smiled and nodded, "Thank you, uncle."
As she walked in, she looked down at the old man's teacup. There were a lot of tea stains on the inner wall of the teacup. She realized that this old man loved drinking tea, and she made a decision in her heart.
Everything in the scrap yard is sorted and placed into different categories, with only one thing in one area.
Wen Xi went straight to the book and newspaper area, and using the cover of the backpack, he took out a pair of work gloves from the system warehouse. Then he squatted down and rummaged around in the warehouse.
There was everything in the pile, including students' exercise books, textbooks, books, newspapers, story books... Wen Xi didn't take anything that was too dirty and messy, she only took those that were still presentable.
None of these books are commemorative, so read the above content first, they will be useful for starting a fire when the time comes.
After Wen Xi made his selection, he moved a stack of newspapers and books in front of the old man and said, "Uncle, can you help me see how much these cost?"
The old man looked down and saw that it didn't look like it weighed more than 20 or 30 kilograms. He nodded and said, "Give me 50 cents!"
Wenxi took out fifty cents and handed it to the old man, put the old books and newspapers into the backpack, and left. These things were not heavy for Wenxi, but it would be tiring to carry them all the time, so Wenxi found a corner and put these things into the system warehouse.
After a while, Wen Xi came to the scrap yard again. Since she looked like a man at the moment, it was easier for her to do things. She came up to the old man, stuffed a bag of tea into his hands, and whispered, "Uncle, you have been working here all the time. Have you collected some treasures secretly?"
Seeing the old man's angry look, Wen Xi hurriedly said with a smile, "Uncle, I'm not trying to snatch it from you. It's just that my old father is in poor health and may not have much time left. He wants to take some things with him. I know what he wants to take. Can you exchange some with me? I still have dozens of kilograms of rice and a pot of rapeseed oil. If you don't want these things, I can just exchange them with money."
The old man was moved when he heard about rice and rapeseed oil, and asked in a trembling voice, "Do you really have rice and rapeseed oil?"
"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't say such a thing. Uncle, you can rest assured. After all, I can produce such good tea." Wen Xi took a look at the tea leaves and said, "Uncle, if you are willing, please hurry up, otherwise I am afraid that something will happen to my old father at home."
The old man thought about it and nodded in agreement, then he locked the door of the scrap yard and led Wen Xi away.
Wenxi followed the old man through the winding alleys and finally stopped in front of a heavy wooden door. The old man took out the key, opened the gate, and invited Wenxi in.
Afterwards, the old man led Wen Xi to an inconspicuous house, opened the door, and saw a lot of things piled up inside. The old man must have been reluctant to see these good things destroyed, so he used his position to collect these things back bit by bit!
"Go in and choose, and we'll talk after you've made your choice," said the old man.
Wen Xi did not expect that as soon as he walked in, a lot of arrows would appear in the sign-in system, and the things the arrows pointed to looked really good, so Wen Xi started to take things according to the system's instructions.