Chapter 103： Troubled golden golden age antiques

"Go to the waste collection station, you can read here, I'll be back in a while." Huo Jinzhi was in a good mood, he squeezed Tang Xiaonan's face lightly, this fat girl is really lucky, she can always say witty words inadvertently .

Tang Xiaonan impatiently patted off her paws. It was most annoying to be pinched in the face. Even a future boss couldn't pinch her. It was annoying.

"I also need to go."

Tang Xiaonan also wanted to see whether the current waste collection station can find treasures. For many years, the heroines in the texts have found their first pot of gold at the waste collection station.

Although Tang Aiguo was impatient, for the sake of his sister, he had to follow Huo Jinzhi, and Chai Wenhao and his sisters naturally followed, and they didn't like reading books.

The waste collection station is a little far away, and it took about 20 minutes to arrive. The current waste collection stations are all owned by the public. An aunt wearing a khaki Lenin dress is guarding the door. Seeing Huo Jinzhi and the others coming over, he said angrily: "Go, go, kids, don't make trouble."

"Auntie, I want to buy some old books to set fire to the fire." Huo Jinzhi said nice things.

When the aunt heard that she wanted to buy something, she let them in. Usually, people come here to buy some furniture or something. She took the time to earn some extra money, and she didn't care about it anyway.

But the aunt didn't let them all go in, only two of them were allowed in. Huo Jinzhi took Tang Xiaonan in, while Tang Aiguo and the others stayed outside.

There was a pile in the east and a pile in the west. The dust was flying in the air and it was a mess. Tang Xiaonan covered her nose and walked cautiously, for fear of stepping on a nail, but she was very disappointed in her heart.

The broken and dirty scrap collection station, she really couldn't see any treasures, either furniture with missing legs, or some scrap copper and iron, no matter how you looked at it, it was worthless, and there was a fart antique.

Fiction is indeed deceiving.

There are quite a few old books. Huo Jinzhi rummaged through them carefully. Most of them could not be broken any more, but the harvest was not small. He found several forbidden books, such as A Dream of Red Mansions and Romance of the Three Kingdoms, as well as some world famous books, although there were few chapters missing. There are pages, but the whole is complete. These books are all mentioned by Mr. Qi and he is worried that he has nowhere to buy them!

The most gratifying thing is that he also found some books on economics, as well as English-Chinese dictionaries, all of which he wanted to read.

The aunt's urging sound came from outside, and Huo Jinzhi had to pick up the books he found. There were about 30 books. He took out a fertilizer bag from his bag, put all the books in it, and put some tattered books on it. When he saw a tattered Grimm fairy tale, Huo Jinzhi moved in his heart and put it in the bag.

You can tell Tang Xiaopang fairy tales. Grandpa Qi said that little girls like to listen to these unrealistic stories.

Tang Xiaonan was squatting in a daze in front of a dark stool. The stool was missing a leg, but the color and fragrance were exactly the same as the big carved bed at home.

"Brother Huo, this stool is so fragrant."

Huo Jinzhi lifted the stool, it was heavy, and one hand was still struggling a bit, and when he smelled the familiar fragrance, he couldn't help laughing, Tang Xiaopang even brought a lucky charm!

"Let's go!"

Huo Jinzhi took the stool, although it is not worth much now, but in a few years, the world will be peaceful, and it will definitely be worth a lot of money.

In troubled times, gold is prosperous and antiques have been in this way since ancient times.

"It's impossible to have so many books, and you can't take a stool. It's a mistake." The aunt was not happy, and took away more than a dozen books on the face, all of which Huo Jinzhi used to cover up.

"Auntie, this stool is quite sturdy. I can take it back to repair it and it can still be used. Can you be accommodating?"

Huo Jinzhi took out two dollars and stuffed it into the aunt. The aunt's expression changed slightly, her hand was loosened, and she waved, "Let's go!"

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