Feng Qingxue did not stay at Xu's house, and after the grain was delivered, she sent a letter to Lu Jiang, and then went to the scrap yard.

She had long noticed that the scrapyard was often filled with new scrap.

As Lu's father said, whether it is the scrap yard in the county or the city, although there are not no antiques, calligraphy and paintings, but it is particularly precious, lightweight, easy to carry and easy to hide.

Some were destroyed and taken away when their homes were raided, while others were intercepted after they arrived at the scrap yard.

Since ancient times, there has been no shortage of people with knowledge, vision and courage.

No wonder the first time I went to the scrapyard to find treasures, I didn't find many valuable books, calligraphy and paintings, and I thought that there were few rich people in the place where I lived, so there were no good things.

The most common in the scrap station is paper, bronze, iron, wood and other recyclable, and paper is a variety of textbooks, newspapers and periodicals and thread-bound books, ninety percent of the books calligraphy and paintings are old, but they are common on the market, there is no very special cultural relics value, but the probability of finding antiques in bronze ironware and wood is relatively large.

No, as soon as Feng Qingxue entered the scrap yard, he saw a half-human-high bronze tripod, but unfortunately he couldn't buy it openly, and he couldn't smuggle it into the space, because the target was too big, and it was easy to be found by the staff if he lost it.

With a sigh of regret, the wind and snow went to rummage through other scraps.

However, there are a lot of wire-bound ancient books in the scrapyard today, which should be transported in the same batch, most of them are engraved by the Qing Dynasty government, and there are also Chinese and foreign masterpieces engraved in modern times, although they are not the only ones, but they are also a little valuable.

There are also valuable books, but the number is very small, and as for calligraphy and painting, I have not found anything very valuable.

Feng Qingxue herself likes to read books very much, and is a real bookworm, so she hurriedly smuggled the books she liked into the space.

It's not that she wants to steal them, it's because the books can't be taken out of the scrapyard.

Suddenly, Feng Qingxue took out two large unity sheets and walked up to Uncle Li, "Uncle Li, just now I was rummaging through the waste paper pile for what I needed, and I found that there was a book with twenty yuan in it. ”

"What? You found money in the wastepaper pile? Uncle Li was very surprised, why hadn't he encountered such a good thing?

Feng Qingxue smiled slightly, "Yes, Uncle Li, so I'll give this money to the scrapyard." ”

"Okay, I'll hand it in." Uncle Li accepted the money and happily praised her spirit of collecting money.

Feng Qingxue consciously relieved his guilt and returned to the scrap heap to continue Taobao.

After shopping for books, calligraphy and paintings, she found a lot of furniture parts that were smashed all over the place, which were carved with small leaves of red sandalwood, the most rare thing is that there are no scorch marks, and there is no shortage of parts.

Then, she saw a Western-style metal bed with smash marks.

It may be impossible to dismantle it, so the whole thing will be transported to the scrap yard.

I don't know if it's something copied from the same house, but she found a set of leather sofas in the style of the Republic of China, and the leather surface was cut by sharp weapons, revealing the wood and springs inside, as if to find something.

In the end, what I got to Uncle Li was the bundles of furniture parts and some paper and pencil textbooks that could be taken out.

The red sandalwood is heavy, and it costs a lot of money.

The reason she gave Uncle Li was that she was married, and she wanted to find some wood to make furniture as a dowry, which did not arouse suspicion.