Raising his eyes and seeing the wind and snow, the staff member said weakly: "Comrade, is there something wrong?" ”

"Hello comrade, I want to see if there are old furniture and old books or something."

After Feng Qingxue finished speaking, he began to complain: "Comrade, it's shameful to waste, and there is no way for me to come here." My five-year-old sister and I were kicked out of the house by my brother and sister-in-law, and we borrowed the house of a desperate family in the production team, with no doors, no windows, no beds and no tables, I can stand it, but my little sister can't stand it! I didn't have a ticket to go to the store to buy new furniture, so I wanted to see if there was any suitable old furniture at the acquisition station. I also want to see if there are porcelain bowls and books or something, I want to teach my little sister to read and not be illiterate. ”

The staff member is a middle-aged man, looking honest and honest, "You go to the warehouse to find it, there are a lot of old furniture, old wood, old books and so on, and they will be sent to support national construction." Waste utilization is a good character, you can go in and choose, but you can't take out the books of the reactionary capitalists. Moreover, these things have to be paid for through the scales. ”

Feng Qingxue said that he understands that waste products also belong to the state, and of course they need to be bought with money.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

As soon as I entered, the wind and snow were almost choked to death by the overwhelming dust.

There is no warehouse in the scrap yard, and as soon as you enter the gate, there is a large yard, which is piled up like a mountain, and the open air is piled up with broken copper and iron old furniture or something, and under the grass shed is all kinds of books and waste paper, I think I am afraid of rain.

At this time, several people who pulled in the scrap were unloading the scales.

The people who bring the waste and unload it are obviously the ones who collect the waste everywhere, and it is the staff of the scrap station who weigh them.

The wind and snow didn't dare to look more, and walked directly under the shed.

Someone was there, she didn't dare to blatantly put things in the space, so she could only quietly receive the thread-bound ancient books and calligraphy and paintings she liked into the space when she was looking for textbooks.

Thankfully, as long as she touches the real thing, her mind moves, and she will put it into the space.

In fact, she didn't want to steal antique books, but the times forced her to do so.

For these destroyed cultural relics, her heart is full of pity.

In the future, when the country attaches importance to this area, she will donate the valuable cultural relics such as ancient books, calligraphy and paintings that she stole from the scrapyard to the country, and will not keep them for herself.

Not because of anything else, but because she stole them, not bought them herself.

If you buy it yourself, of course, it is your own, but if you steal it, you can't get by with your conscience.

A gentleman loves money and takes it from the way.

She was born in a scholarly family, under the influence of her elders, she has also been in contact with real objects, and naturally understands the appreciation of some cultural relics, whether ancient books and paintings are valuable, and now she can see at a glance.

There are not many valuable cultural relics, books, calligraphy and paintings here, and most of the waste paper is textbooks, periodicals and newspapers.

Feng Qingxue quickly transferred the valuable ancient books and calligraphy and paintings to the space, and only held the textbooks and unused paper of this era in her hands, and it took a lot of effort to gather the textbooks, including a set of primary school textbooks, a set of junior high school textbooks, a set of high school textbooks, and the most important thing is that she found two and a half sets of "Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry Self-study Series".

A set of seventeen volumes, she only got two sets, and the third set didn't get it together after rummaging through the waste paper pile.

There may be many people who have not heard of this book at all, but those who have participated in the 77 college entrance examination must be very familiar with it, this book was really a peerless treasure back then, how many people queued up all night in order to buy this book, and the printing house also worked overtime to print, and used the printing paper of the red treasure book.