Time space: the rough man's sick beauty, she turned wild

The sound of cursing and footsteps passed by her courtyard door.

Shen Zhihuan glanced at the dropped door bolt, and went back to the house with the suitcase.

Old man He said to pack a change of clothes, but he really only packed a change of clothes, and the sheets and quilts were still neatly arranged.

And the pots and pans in the kitchen...

Shen Zhihuan's head grew dizzy.

In order to facilitate her work, she took off the down jacket on her body and found a loose thin jacket to put on.

The furniture looked pleasing to the eye, so Shen Zhihuan stayed.

As for the pots and pans, sheets and quilt covers, thermos bottles, enamel jars, etc., Shen Zhihuan threw them all into the corner of the warehouse of the resort, and planned to throw them to the garbage dump at night.

These things are half-new and not old, and they are thrown on the side of the garbage dump. If someone takes a fancy to them, they can pick them up and use them again.

wipe wipe...

After Shen Zhihuan tidied up the courtyard, arranged the pots, pans and pans that had been prepared long ago, laid out the sheets and quilts, hung up the curtains, changed the locks inside and outside the house, scrubbed the water tank, and then tended to the flowers and plants in the courtyard. up...

Another day passed.

Taking advantage of the night, Shen Zhihuan threw the pots, pans, sheets, quilts, pillows, etc. collected in the resort to the side of the garbage dump, and the whole person relaxed.

Looking at the completely new courtyard house, the tiredness on Shen Zhihuan's body disappeared instantly.

After all, he has a family now!
Stewing ribs and lotus root soup into the pot, Shen Zhihuan went to the resort to take a shower, and when she dried her hair, picked a large plate of fruits and came out, the room was already full of fragrance.

After dinner, Shen Zhihuan was lying on a brand new recliner, eating fruit, looking at the bright moon in the sky, silently thinking about how to get rich secretly.

People in this capital are not familiar with the place, and there are too many people, so the fruit business cannot be done for the time being.

Houses are cheap these days, so you can store up a little.

and also……

Shen Zhihuan's eyes lit up.

There were still two or three days before the official start of school, and early the next morning, Shen Zhihuan locked the door and left after simply eating breakfast.

The waste collection station in Beijing was outside the city. After getting off the bus, Shen Zhihuan walked and inquired all the way, until the sun rose above his head, and finally found the gate of the waste collection station.

If it is said that the waste collection station in Chuancheng is a bit overwhelming, then the waste collection station in Beijing is simply impossible to see.

In order not to attract the attention of the janitor, before entering the door, Shen Zhihuan deliberately found out the old ragged jacket of the original owner, and wrapped a dusty turban on his head, which completely covered his entire face, exposing two eyeballs.

When Shen Zhihuan entered, the two middle-aged gatekeepers were chattering vigorously, and they didn't look at her directly.

"Buy or sell?" One of them glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.

These days, although most people are not having a good time, compared with other small counties, the surrounding area of ​​the capital is still much better.

"I want to buy a few bowls." Shen Zhihuan hunched over and said in a rough voice.

"The road on the left, the rooms are full of bowls, plates, porcelain and so on. You can choose by yourself!"

The man finished speaking impatiently, and continued chatting with them.

Shen Zhihuan hunched over and turned to a place where the two of them could not see, then trotted all the way to the room where the porcelain was placed.

Five rooms the size of a basketball court are filled with cups, plates, bowls, vases, and jars...

There is no classification, the good and the bad, and the rotten porcelain pieces are all placed together in a disorderly manner.

Some are bigger and smaller.

Seeing a Yuan blue and white porcelain vase being pressed by a broken soup bowl, it made Shen Zhihuan feel so distressed.

She took the broken soup bowl aside, carefully picked up the Yuan blue and white porcelain vase and looked at it.

Porcelain and carcass are white and dense, the color of blue and white is stable, the body is covered with blue and white patterns, the white glaze is thick and shiny, and the green material is rich and elegant...

Excellent!

After confirming that the Yuan blue and white porcelain vase was intact and not broken, Shen Zhihuan couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Shen Zhihuan was shocked again when she noticed the figure pattern.

Xiao Heyue chasing Han Xin Meiping? !

After taking a closer look, Shen Zhihuan burst into ecstasy.

Such orphans can be encountered by her, it is really difficult not to make a fortune.

Shen Zhihuan put Xiao Heyue's pursuit of Han Xin's plum vase into the innermost warehouse very carefully.

Then he took off the ragged jacket on his body, rolled up his sleeves...

If you don't look for it, you don't know. If you look for it, you will be shocked.

After looking for a house, not to mention the small things, just Yuan Qinghua, there are three more in the warehouse of the resort.

Not to mention the Ru kiln azure glaze wash in the Northern Song Dynasty, the Ru kiln azure glaze sunflower wash in the Southern Song Dynasty, and the Jian kiln oil drop Tianmu tea cup in the Southern Song Dynasty...

Shen Zhihuan was also polite, and put everything into the warehouse of the resort.

Glancing at the watch on his wrist, Shen Zhihuan quickened his movements.

In the end, I didn't look at it at all, and put it directly in the warehouse of the resort based on my feeling.

After searching for five houses, Shen Zhihuan was so exhausted that he almost collapsed.

Looking up at the sky, it was getting late, Shen Zhihuan didn't dare to stay any longer, put on his jacket, randomly picked a stack of slightly better bowls, and went outside to give the money.

Twelve bowls cost one yuan and twenty cents.

After leaving the purchasing station, Shen Zhihuan casually threw the bowl to the side of the garbage dump.

Then she found a secluded place, changed the torn jacket, and put it back on the one she was wearing when she went out.

After returning home and taking a shower, Shen Zhihuan began to carefully inspect the things she dumped into the warehouse today.

After confirming again and again that there were no fakes, Shen Zhihuan sorted them by year and collection value and put them on the shelves.

With these treasures, why would she worry about not having a good life? !
With these treasures, she still wants to...

She decided that she would go to the waste collection station to do a sweep from time to time in the future.

Try to fill up her innermost warehouse as soon as possible.

Food is the most important thing for the people, and she thinks that there should be more rice, noodles, and meat.

And good wine...

Shen Zhihuan closed the warehouse door and went directly to the vineyard not far away.

"The one who received a thousand knives only gave us one thousand and eighty dollars, and said that my yard is broken. He, a poor man who can't even get three thousand five thousand dollars, has the nerve to think my yard is broken. Damn..."

As soon as Shen Zhihuan came out with a bunch of Qingwang grapes, he heard the sharp and thin curses coming from the courtyard next door.

I don't know if it was someone next door who said something, but the shrill voice roared again.

"Being her mother's spring and autumn dream! There are nine rooms in our courtyard anyway, one thousand and nine."

"Let me tell you, if the yard is missing three thousand, I won't sell it."

It might be because someone persuaded her, but the thin voice seemed to hesitate, and the voice was obviously much smaller.

"You child, how can you turn your elbows out?! What do you mean I'm dreaming, our yard is a little small, but it's not enough compared to the top, it's still more than the bottom!?"