"Aunt Xu." Feng Qingxue called, and then said, "You can call me Qingxue." ”

"Hey!" Aunt Xu responded, her eyes were red, "Girl, light snow, I don't want anything else, I want food, you can bring coarse grains and fine grains." Even if I can't get the good things to exchange, my old friends have a lot of them in their hands. We old guys, all of us are surviving, and every family needs food to save their lives. ”

"I understand, I understand." Aunt Xu's identity determines her circle of friends, her old friends are either capitalists or scholars, big landlords or something, the same ingredients are not good.

"There are still a lot of good people in this world! No, I'm going to meet you today. Aunt Xu sighed.

Feng Qingxue smiled slightly, "Aunt Xu, I have been pouring food down for many years, and I haven't been around the city much, I want to ask where I can get things like old furniture, old doors and windows." ”

Now the house is surrounded by walls, and it is necessary to install doors and windows, and get a bed, table and chairs.

Hearing the question of the wind and snow, Aunt Xu was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted.

"Girl, if you want to get old furniture, go to the scrapyard. Over the years, in addition to the things that we old things in our homes were smashed and burned because they could not support national construction, the rest were either handed over to the state or flowed into the scrap yard. Of course, there are also these old things in the thrift market that they want to sell for food, but they are not as cost-effective as those at the scrapyard. ”

Speaking of this, Aunt Xu thought for a moment and whispered: "Girl, I can see that you are a discerning person, if you have good ingredients at home and have a place to hide things from being discovered, go to the scrap station and the thrift market." You have food in your hands, what good things can't be exchanged? No matter how many people sell things for money, they can't buy food. This is an opportunity. ”

Feng Qingxue's expression moved, and she nodded.

Aunt Xu said wistfully: "Gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times." Although it is not a troubled time now, the days are not far apart, but you are young, you can wait until the prosperous era comes, and then people's living standards will improve, and they will pay attention to elegance and focus on antiques. ”

"I remember, auntie."

Feng Qingxue sighed, this is really an old man with vision, no wonder the saying says that there is an old man in the family if there is a treasure.

Aunt Xu patted her hand, "Good girl." ”

The two did not dare to stay for a long time, and after speaking, they separated and went their own way.

Feng Qingxue put the bracelet into the space, and walked to the scrap collection station that Aunt Xu said with the empty basket on his back.

Mrs. Xu told her the addresses of the scrap yard and the thrift market, and it was easy to find.

Aunt Xu's words reminded her that the cultural heritage destroyed in this era is innumerable.

My grandmother once said that the biggest regret of her life was to watch her house be smashed and burned, and many antiques were burned on the spot, including many books that had been lost.

So, Feng Qingxue wanted to get as many antiques as possible from the scrapyard.

She has space and storage will be foolproof.

Because of the policy of breaking the four olds, the scrap yard has had an era of unprecedented prosperity.

Their county is not big, relatively speaking, there are few rich people, and the scrap collection station is not very big, but when the wind and snow arrive, there are still two or three flatbed trucks pulling waste products in, all of which are broken copper and iron.

The scrap yard is also guarded by staff, sitting at the door basking in the sun, needless to say, still yellow-faced and thin.