Fast travel to the front line of eating melons in the world

Zhang Yu didn't care, as long as it was sturdy, he would make it into a wooden frame. This thing would probably only take one or two years to be replaced with a new one.

I put the slightly larger and thicker wooden strips and boards aside, and after choosing for a long time, I felt that they were about the same. When I was about to check out, I found a wall clock not far away.

After thinking about it, I realized that the main room was missing a clock, so I walked over and took a look. The main components were still there, but the glass on top was gone, and there was a hole on the back, but the minute and hour hands were still there.

Zhang Yu took a look and found that it was for inserting batteries. He couldn't help but hesitate, wondering whether to buy it home.

I thought, if it doesn't work, wouldn't it be a big loss? I thought, forget it, I'd better go to the second-hand store to see if I can find a wall clock. Although it may be more expensive, at least it can be used.

Just when she put down the watch, she noticed a golden light. How could there be golden light inside the watch? Could it be gold?

Zhang Yu was stunned. If there really was gold, wouldn't he be rich? After all, wealth that came to his doorstep couldn't be missed.

But looking at the panel and then at the back, there are obvious signs of being smashed. If there really is something there, shouldn't it be able to be found?

Moreover, looking at the watch, it is really an ordinary model. I really don’t think there would be something inside. I picked it up and shook it, but there was no movement. I looked at the place where I saw the golden light just now, and I didn’t see any golden light.

Was it because of my eyesight? Zhang Yu thought about it and decided whether to buy it or not.

Zhang Yu noticed that the gatekeeper had already looked over, so he decided to buy it. However, he still had to ask the price, "How much is this?"

The old man at the scrap yard glanced at the watch on Zhang Yu's hand and said, "You, why do you like this?" He took it and took a look.

"I just saw that there is a clock missing from the main room of our house, which can let the children know what time it is."

"But you still have to ask the price. If it's expensive, forget it." Zhang Yu was very straightforward. He just wanted to save money.

"I have many children at home, and they are quite hardy. Besides, if I buy a good one and hang it outside, who knows who will notice it..." Since it would be hung in a public place, Zhang Yu never thought of buying expensive items. In short, he just wanted to buy something cheap.

The old man at the scrap yard was happy, "This one is not expensive, this one is actually not very good, there is a better one inside."

"I'll go in and take a look." Zhang Yu walked to the side of the clock he had just seen and saw another clock of similar style, but much newer than the previous one.

"How much is this one?" Zhang Yu thought this watch was better.

The old man pointed to the clock in front of him and said, "This one is two yuan," and pointed to the clock in Zhang Yu's hand, "Yours is three yuan."

Huh? Five yuan for two. Zhang Yu curled his lips. The price was really not cheap. He pointed at the wood he had chosen and said, "Six yuan for the whole thing."

Wood is not valuable. Zhang Yu also knows that the scrap yard workers will use the wood to keep warm and make fires in the winter, so he will not be too serious about it.

The old man thought for a moment, looked at the wood Zhang Yu had chosen, and said, "Okay."

Zhang Yu quickly took out six yuan from his pocket and said, "Can I borrow your tricycle?"

The money has already been paid, so of course we have to take it away quickly. If a truck comes to deliver goods in the afternoon and takes away the wood, we will cry to death.

The uncle at the scrap yard was in a good mood. After all, they set the price of the items they sold, as long as the price was higher than what they paid for them.

These things were sent by the Revolutionary Committee. I only received one hundred yuan for a large pile of things. I had already collected some things from people and sold them for more than two hundred yuan, so I had recovered the cost long ago.

At that time, he would record that these things were sold for three yuan, and he would be happy. "You need to pay a deposit of ten yuan." The old man at the scrap yard asked Zhang Yu where he lived, and after knowing the address, he said that a deposit was required.

Zhang Yu counted the money in his pocket and said, "Only eight yuan."

The old man thought about it and said, "Okay."

"Write me a note." Zhang Yu insisted on writing a receipt, "Otherwise, what if you don't pay me when I come back?"

Well, he is really a cautious person. It is not the first time that the gatekeeper has written this. He took out a piece of paper, wrote a receipt and handed it to Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu quickly put all the things on the tricycle, then pushed the tricycle away.

Of course she knew how to ride a tricycle, but there was no other way because the original owner didn't know how to ride a bike, so she had no choice but to push the bike.

Widow Luo and the others were chatting at the door. Of course, the topic of conversation was still the Wei family. "I heard from the people in the compound behind that Wei He's wife went there on the day of the house viewing and never went back."

"I said at the beginning that you can't marry a wife with a good family background. Otherwise, she has a bad temper. She is obviously a spendthrift woman. It's not normal for her to teach a man a lesson. But she is waiting for Wei He to beg her to come home."

"There were so many people who were satisfied with my son at the beginning. There were people with better conditions than Li Juan's family, but I just didn't give in."

"What conditions do we have? If I find a wife with good conditions, won't I be uncomfortable?" Widow Luo was keeping an eye on Wei He all the time. She didn't believe that Li Juan would let Wei He go if he beat his wife.

For this purpose, she went to the slum many times to inquire about the news. Now she found out the news, which made her very proud.

From a distance, I could hear the excited voice of Widow Luo, who was belittling her own family. When Zhang Yu passed by, "Yes, Widow Luo, you are right. You just want to find a daughter-in-law who will take care of you and listen to you, so you chose the current daughter-in-law."

"It's definitely not because of your reputation. Many matchmakers are unwilling to accept orders."

"It's not because I don't give the woman a betrothal gift, and then I have to hand over all my salary, do all the housework, and can't go back to my parents' home."

Tsk, this person doesn't think that because so much time has passed, people won't remember the conditions she proposed in the first place.

Originally, Widow Luo had a bad reputation, Luo Yu was not a diligent person, and the matchmaker was not too enthusiastic either.

As a result, Widow Luo insisted on such a request, and the matchmaker immediately became unhappy. In the end, Widow Luo had no choice but to settle for the second best and chose her current daughter-in-law.

"But you are not satisfied with your current daughter-in-law. You always feel that she will seduce your son's soul. It was Luo Yu who insisted on marrying her." In the end, he married her home, but he didn't cherish her much.

When Widow Luo heard Zhang Yu's voice, she knew the situation was not good. She didn't expect that she would be so disrespectful. She was angry and said, "Zhang Yu, what do you mean?"

"I heard you talking about my family behind my back. Shouldn't I talk about the things you forgot?" Zhang Yu was not afraid at all. "If you have the time to talk about other people's family affairs, why don't you go to the street and do some handicrafts?"

"It's already the middle of the month, and your family's food must be almost gone."

"Don't go back to crying poor in the courtyard and saying there's not enough food."

"Since you have time to gossip, why don't you go take on some work to make money? If you ask the compound to donate things again, I won't donate." (End of this chapter)