While Boss Song was thinking about how to deal with Pinjian Pavilion, Chen Yang was pulled out of the house directly by Zhao Tiezhu and Qin Haofeng. They even carried Chen Yang directly onto a tricycle. In their words, if he didn't go out to collect the goods, The good stuff is picked up by others.
Chen Yang yawned and stretched on the tricycle, and said in a complaining tone, "Why are you two so crazy? It's not even nine o'clock yet, why are you anxious?"
"Besides, things like picking up and missing things don't happen every day. Are your antiques all over the streets?"
Qin Haofeng handed Chen Yang a cigarette and said with a smile, "Brother Yang, I remember when I was a child, I heard my aunt say that when they were farming in the early years, many people dug out a lot of money, and I thought about taking you there today. Let’s see if we can find something good!”
The big money Qin Haofeng talks about is the local dialect. To put it bluntly, it is copper coins.
Chen Yang glanced at Qin Haofeng with a smile. This guy was quite smart. Although he didn't know what an antique was, he knew he would get close to him.
Aunt Qin Haofeng's home is in a rural area on the outskirts of Jiangcheng City, which is quite far from the urban area of Jiangcheng City. Because of the distance, there is rarely a chance to collect scraps, and many people have a lot of junk piled up in their homes.
I remember that one summer vacation, Qin Haofeng took him there. What impressed him most was the water source. There were a lot of fruits in it, so you could eat whatever you wanted.
"Jangdou, your aunt's house is quite far away from the city," Chen Yang said while smoking. "As a tricycle like ours, we probably can't haul the rags of several families. What should we do if we can't load it?"
"Let me live in my aunt's house," Qin Haofeng was not worried at all. "My aunt has moved to my grandpa's house. The old house has been empty."
"If we can receive something valuable, let's bring the valuable thing back and throw the rags into the yard, and just pull it back slowly!"
The three of them talked and laughed along the way. When they arrived at Aunt Qin Haofeng's house, it was the hottest time at noon.
When the villagers heard that the rag collector was here, they were extremely happy. They gathered around the three of them to sell things. After a while, the tricycle was filled with rags.
Several people pushed the tricycle to Aunt Qin Haofeng's house. Although they didn't encounter any antiques, they could earn more than ten yuan from this tricycle, which was a comfort to the brothers.
Just as he was about to arrive at Aunt Qin Haofeng's house, a nearby house opened the door and a plainly dressed eldest sister came out.
"Xiao Feng, it's true that you came to the village to collect rags," the woman looked at Qin Haofeng with a smile and said, "I didn't believe it when I heard them say it in the field just now."
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