"Is this what you call strolling around?" Xia Qiu looked at the waste recycling bin in front of her expressionlessly.
"Yes." Su Qingyun said cheerfully.
"Here?" Xia Qiu emphasized, "What are you doing here?"
"There are a lot of treasures here." Su Qingyun pulled her in, "You'll know when you go in." Today's waste recycling stations are not like those of later generations. They only collect cardboard, bottles and the like. They have everything here, including old electrical appliances. , furniture, books...
All kinds of things, as long as you search carefully, there are still many good products.
As soon as I entered the scrap station, I saw a large square box filled with various things. They must have just been collected and haven't had time to sort and sort them. The warehouse behind is also full of piles.
Su Qingyun's eyes were bright, like a cat that saw dried fish and wanted to pounce on it immediately.
"What...do you do?" A man came out of the scrap yard and looked at the two young girls and asked in confusion.
"Uncle, we want to buy something." Su Qingyun smiled sweetly and said sweetly.
"Buying something?" The man rolled his eyes, "Are you mistaken? This is a waste recycling place, not a department store."
"That's right, uncle, we are students from the town middle school." Seeing the man's expression soften, Su Qingyun continued, "Our school's handicraft class requires you to make something by hand, so we came to see if you have anything. It can be used.”
Xia Qiu had a question mark on her face, what the hell? What crafts do you do?
"Don't worry, we will give you the money." Seeing the man's hesitation, Su Qingyun said quickly.
She understands the subtext of men. Nowadays, scrap stations often receive good things, so there is no shortage of people who come to shop for treasures. Generally, these are the first floor to receive goods, and then others come to the door.
Give me money? The man looked at the things there and said, "Okay, take a look for yourselves and take whatever you need. I'll calculate the price after you've finished."
Anyway, these things have been selected, and there is nothing good left.
"Okay, thank you uncle!"
Seeing that the man had returned to the house, Xia Qiu quickly asked: "What kind of handicraft are you doing? Why don't I know?" She didn't miss anything in class.
"If I don't say so, can they let us choose?" Su Qingyun waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and choose, maybe there will be a lot of good things."
"What's so good about this?" Xia Qiu curled her lips, "A pile of junk."
"Scrap copper and iron can be of great use." Su Qingyun blinked, and then happily picked and looked at this one, looking at that one, as excited as a bird.
Xia Qiu could only follow and take a look.
Su Qingyun searched carefully. There were so many things that she was dazzled by them, but they were not what she needed. She was not discouraged, so she took an iron hook and continued to look through them.
Suddenly, her gaze moved to a corner, her eyes lit up and she quickly walked over and picked up the thing covered under the book.
She quickly picked up the thing, and when she saw it, to her great joy, it was a bicycle rack!
Although from the outside, it was almost impossible to tell that it was a bicycle. There were no chains, no bearings, and not even a wheel, just an iron frame. But Su Qingyun was still overjoyed. With the frame, could other things be far behind?
She immediately continued to look through the pages, and while she was still searching, she heard Xia Qiu's voice of surprise, "Qingyun, I found a lot of books!"
"What book?" Su Qingyun immediately turned around and asked.
"Come and see!"
Su Qingyun walked over in a few steps. There was a lot of books in front of Xia Qiu. Some were missing their covers, some were dirty, and some had signs of fire, but it could be seen from the annotations on the covers and pages. , their former owners must have cherished these books, and presumably something happened that caused them to end up here.
Su Qingyun looked through them one by one. Some were textbooks and some literary masterpieces. She was pleasantly surprised to find that there was an original version of "Mathematical Principles of Natural Philosophy" in it. She picked up the book carefully and brushed it without getting dirty. I wiped off the dust on it and touched the curled corner of the book lovingly.
"You pick out the books you like, and we'll take them all away!" Su Qingyun waved his hand proudly.
"Okay!" Xia Qiu looked at those literary works with great envy and nodded immediately.
Su Qingyun continued to look for her bicycle accessories. Soon, she found two flat tires, a broken chain, and only one pedal among the pile of things. She put all these things together. Set aside.
After an unknown amount of time, she straightened her sore waist and rubbed it.
She ordered her things with satisfaction. Now she still needs pedals, front fork components, sprockets, flywheels, etc. Although there are still many things missing, she is very satisfied. She understands that one bite cannot make you fat.
The pyramids were not built in a day, and neither was the bicycle, so there is no rush.
"How's it going? What treasure did you find?" The middle-aged man came out of the house again and joked to the two of them.
"These are all treasures!" Su Qingyun pointed to the pile of things in front of him.
"These..." The man looked at a loss for words. What kind of stuff is this? It seems that this girl is really ignorant and chose these things after a long time of selection.
He looked at Xia Qiu again and saw a pile of books in front of her, and he was even less interested. Books here are the most worthless things, and no one wants them if they are given away for free.
Xia Qiu looked at what Su Qingyun had chosen and was dumbfounded, "Qingyun, what are you talking about?"
"Things that turn waste into treasure." Su Qingyun smiled mysteriously.
"What treasure?"
The man looked at it again and saw something interesting, "These things of yours... seem to be all on bicycles?"
"Uncle, you have such good eyesight."
The man smiled proudly. He had been collecting things here for so long, so he naturally had some discernment. He pointed at the pile of things and said with a smile: "You don't want to put this pile of junk into a bicycle, do you? Your school's handicrafts Are you going to give me a lesson on how to make a bicycle?"
He thought it was funny when he said this, but he didn't expect the girl to nod under his surprised eyes.
She actually wanted to point these things and piece together a bicycle?
"This is impossible!" The man shook his head and said. These things are all scraps. They are extremely broken and rotten. They can't even see the shape of a bicycle, and they are pieced together. It's simply whimsical!
Today’s students really dare to think!
Xia Qiu was also stunned for a moment. Did Qingyun come here to get a bicycle? No wonder she asked her that in the morning, but this...
She looked at the pile of things and fell silent. It wasn't that she didn't believe Su Qingyun, but it just seemed unrealistic.
"Why not?" Su Qingyun asked, "As long as I can find all the parts, I can put together a bicycle."
Her confident look made the man laugh. He thought for a while, pointed to the warehouse at the back and said, "Did you see the warehouse at the back? The bicycle parts you mentioned are not in this pile, but there may be some there, but they are already there. It cannot be broken any more.”
"I'll give you a chance to go in and pick out what you need. If you can get a bicycle, I won't charge you any money. How about that?"
"Uncle, are you serious?" Su Qingyun couldn't help but be overjoyed when she heard what he said.
"Of course it's true." The man raised his eyebrows, "You can ask around here in Qianmen Street. I, Wang Zhihua, always speak with spit and nail."
"keep your word!"
"Never regret it!"
"That's great! Thank you, uncle!" Su Qingyun beamed with joy at being able to get a bicycle without spending a penny.
Seeing her confident look, Wang Zhihua was a little unsure. This girl couldn't tell the truth, could she? He thought for a while and said.
"But..." Wang Zhihua changed his tone, "If you can really put together a bicycle, I won't charge you, but you want to help me get another one, okay?"
"Okay! If you can't get me to give you money, you won't suffer any loss." Su Qingyun agreed immediately, driving one sheep and herding two sheep, no difference.
Wang Zhihua smiled, this girl was so cheerful and on the road again, it was a bit interesting!
"Okay, I'll just give those books to you." Anyway, it's worthless, so just treat it as a favor.
"Thank you, uncle!" Xia Qiu also called him uncle and quickly thanked him.
Su Qingyun looked at the sky and saw that it was already a little late, "Uncle, let's leave first and come back after school tomorrow. This time we will leave our things alone here."
"Sure." The man said nonchalantly.
As soon as Su Qingyun and Xia Qiu walked out of the door, they bumped into someone's chest so hard that it made her nose sore and she shed tears.
"Ji Yue?" Xia Qiu exclaimed.
Su Qingyun rubbed her nose and raised her head. The handsome boy's face appeared in front of her eyes. It was Ji Yue.
Ji Yue looked at the tearful Su Qingyun and frowned, "Why are you here?"
"Let's..." Xia Qiu thought for a while, then raised the book in his hand, "Treasure hunting."
Ji Yue glanced at the two of them speechlessly, and then his eyes fell on the book in Su Qingyun's arms.
"Mathematical Principles of Natural Philosophy", wasn't this the book he put there last time but didn't take it away?
He pointed at the book and said: "This book of yours..."
"What are you doing?" Su Qingyun's nose still hurt, and he put the book behind him with a vigilant look on his face.
Ji Yue pursed his lips and said, "This is what I didn't take away last time."
"You said what's yours is yours?" Su Qingyun refused. If he bumped into someone and didn't apologize, he would be so rude.
"What's wrong?" Wang Zhihua heard the noise and came out to ask.
"Uncle Wang, didn't I ask you to keep this book for me last time?" Ji Yue said.
Wang Zhihua was stunned. These books were all similar in appearance. How could he know which one was which?
He looked at the expressions of the three of them and said, "Do you know each other?"
Ji Yue: "Classmate."
"That's alright." Wang Zhihua said with a nonchalant expression, "You can read it after she reads it. Isn't it just a book? You are a big boy and let me let a girl do it."
"That's right." Someone spoke to Su Qingyun, and he immediately became tough, "I got it first today. Since you want to read it too, just wait until I finish reading it before giving it to you."
Ji Yue looked at the original document. It was not that he refused, but that he really doubted that Su Qingyun could understand this book.
