Chapter 103: Antiques of the Golden Age in Troubled Times

"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 patted off his paws impatiently, and it was most annoying to be pinched in the face, even the future boss couldn't pinch it, it was annoying.

"I also need to go."

Tang Xiaonan also wanted to see whether the current waste collection station can find treasures. In many years, the heroines in the texts, the first pot of gold can be found 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 reach the waste collection station. The current waste collection station is owned by the public. An aunt wearing a khaki Lenin dress is guarding the door. "Go, go, kids, don't make trouble."

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

As soon as the aunt heard that she wanted to buy something, she let them in. Usually people come here to buy some furniture or something, so she made some extra money along the way, and she didn't care about it anyway.

But the aunt didn't let them all go in, only two people came in, Huo Jinzhi took Tang Xiaonan in, 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 carefully, for fear of stepping on a nail, but she was very disappointed in her heart.

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

Fiction is indeed deceiving.

There are quite a few old books. Huo Jinzhi rummaged through them carefully. Most of them were broken, but the gains were 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 economics books and 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, one hand was still struggling, 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, it will definitely be worth a lot of money in a few years when the world is peaceful.

Gold and antiques in troubled times have been the truth since ancient times.

"There are so many books, and you can't take the stool. It's a mistake." The aunt was not happy, and took away more than a dozen books on the surface, 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 yuan and stuffed it into the aunt. The aunt's expression changed slightly, her hand was loosened, and she waved, "Let's go!"