When the prosthesis was ready, there was a problem during splicing.
When Zhao Erwa had her amputation, she tried to preserve her calf, which gave the prosthetic foot less room for maneuver.
Therefore, when splicing, Qin Jun can only make two constructions to pass through the wooden feet to lock it!
After testing it several times, it felt very firm, so Zhao Erwa carefully put it on.
"This thing feels a little not strong, please take it easy!"
Zhao Erwa naturally saw it, and he felt that the more delicate it was, the more uneasy it was to look at it.
"It's not as good as the previous one. What's the point of looking good?"
Zhao Erwa is obviously more satisfied with the previous crude product because it can run and jump.
Although this is more comfortable to look at and can avoid other people's strange eyes, it makes people feel less solid when looking at it.
This requires careful dressing, which feels a bit frustrating, or at least a bit disturbing.
Qin Jun didn't care whether Zhao Erwa was causing trouble or not. Anyway, he provided shoes and socks so that Zhao Erwa could look like a normal person.
This time he took Zhao Erwa into the city, but he wanted to see the legendary black market.
Qin Jun has never visited this black market in his two lifetimes. If he doesn't go now, he always feels like he's at a loss.
After all, the period articles he had read had many descriptions of the black market.
Of course, he is not stupid. He naturally knows that the black market in the city is different from the black market in the countryside or small cities.
He also knew very well that the black market in the novel must be an ideal state and different from reality.
Therefore, he didn't think about going alone. At least he had to take his second brother and Zhao Erwa with him.
With the two of them escorting them, Qin Jun really didn't believe that anyone dared to provoke them.
There was definitely no rush to go to the black market, because they needed to go to the commune first.
Waiting for Yu Aiguo to send food stamps, he didn't know how long it would take, so he might as well get them himself.
Besides, he and Zhao Erwa are not in the same team, and the letters of introduction they need to go out must be different.
Therefore, when you go to the commune, you can naturally ask Yu Aiguo to help open a letter of introduction.
By the time he found his second brother Qin Feng, it was already past four in the afternoon, and there should be the last bus to the county at this time.
Originally, no one would go to the county town at this time. After all, they were going to the county town to do business. Who would go there at night? Isn’t that a waste of money?
But Qin Jun's purpose was impure, so he naturally dragged Qin Feng and Zhao Erwa over.
Zhao Erwa had no choice but to ask someone to go home and say something.
Each of their group had a backpack, all of which were canvas bags. These were considered military items.
Needless to say, this thing was brought back by Qin Feng after he retired, and it is now filled with leather.
This is actually normal, but what is unusual is that Qin Jun insisted on holding an iron rod.
It's round, more than one meter long, and there's what seems to be a handle on it.
Qin Feng touched it and felt a bit heavy.
This thing feels very bulky for self-defense, but Qin Jun insisted on carrying it, and Qin Feng and Zhao Erwa were a little helpless.
When we arrived at the commune, there was still an hour before the bus departed.
There is only one bus from the commune to the county seat. It goes back and forth to the county seat, usually twice at noon and twice in the afternoon.
The last time started at five o'clock, and it took less than two hours to run to the county seat and back again.
Of course, it will be slower when going there, after all, there are frequent stops in the middle.
It will be very fast when you come back, because after leaving the county, there are very few people on the bus.
When Qin Jun and the others arrived, it was still more than half an hour before departure.
This much time is enough for them to wander around the commune five or six times.
They first went to the commune, found Yu Aiguo, and asked for more than ten kilograms of food stamps.
Of course, a letter of introduction is necessary, and the reason for the process is that the lime kiln factory needs to purchase some wires and other supplies.
Everything was ready, but before the departure point, Qin Jun happened to see the scrap recycling station.
Qin Jun was very excited when he saw a small door on the street with the word "Scrap Collection Station" written in calligraphy on it.
In his previous life, he had never paid attention to this thing.
Even if there are some scraps, they are sold to rag collectors in the village.
He had never noticed this scrap collection station hidden on the street of the commune.
After this rebirth, there are two places that you must go to. One is the black market, and the other is definitely the scrap collection station.
Now that I saw it, Qin Jun naturally broke in without hesitation.
There was no gatekeeper and anyone could enter casually. This was very different from the records in many historical documents.
After entering, what you see the most are all kinds of waste, real waste.
There is no furniture, not even old and rotten wood. There are only some wires, iron sheets, plastic paper, and some scrap metal inside.
The most broken things are toothpaste casings, broken tea jars, etc. These things are piled together, just like a small pile.
The area of this waste collection station is not small, a few hundred square meters, but there are too few things accumulated inside.
After walking around, no one came to ask, which made Qin Jun very disappointed.
There are no warehouses or offices here, and there are certainly no hidden gems.
"Hey, young man, do you want to sell scraps? Or buy something?"
"I've seen you wandering around for a few times, what do you want to do?"
Qin Jun turned his head and saw a sloppy man coming out of a corner.
The man looked to be in his forties or fifties and had an old look on his face, but his words were quite polite.
Finally seeing someone, Qin Jun couldn't wait to ask: "You don't have any newspapers or books here?"
"No, the newspapers from the commune will definitely not reach the scrap station. They will be taken home and used to paste up the windows."
"As for books, there were still some in the past few years. Who has been selling books in the past two years?"
"As for notebooks, you are from a rural area, right? If you have unused homework notebooks, who will sell them?"
"The adults in your family don't use it to roll cigarettes? Even if no one smokes, they don't use it to wipe their buttocks?"
Qin Jun was speechless. How did he solve the problem after being back for so long? Also using old notebooks!
toilet paper? What is this? In rural areas, some people would not use this thing until at least the 1990s.
Qin Jun was very disappointed. This place was really a scrap collection station, with nothing useful.
"What do you want? The most we have here is some scrap iron that has been eliminated from the mines."
Seeing Qin Jun's disappointed face, the man felt that Qin Jun really wanted to buy something, so he mentioned it casually.
Qin Jun was shocked when he heard this. Is there any bigger owner than the coal mine these days?
"Let me see? Even if it's scrap metal, I still need some!" Qin Jun said immediately with his eyes shining.
It’s impossible to come back empty-handed when you come to a scrap collection station.
At this time, the two people standing not far away, watching Qin Jun's show, were already a little dumbfounded.
"Lao San, are you really buying something?"
Qin Feng was a little anxious when he saw his brother's posture.
Zhao Erwa said funnyly: "Even if you buy something, you can't buy junk! Although the things here are cheap, they are really useless."
"Taobao, do you understand? You don't understand the fun of it."
Qin Jun followed the man regardless, but after turning a corner, he discovered that there was a small room hidden behind a wall. This was the warehouse of the scrap collection station!
After entering, Qin Jun discovered that he had thought too much. This was their duty room.
A small duty room seemed very small with four people crammed into it at once.
It's just such a small room with some things piled up inside.
The first thing Qin Jun saw were a few anchor rods.
This thing is a tool used to fix roofs and plywood underground in coal mines.
This is a screw rod with a round baffle on one side and a screw on the other side.
This thing is a good thing because the steel material is very good.
Not to mention anything else, just that screw rod is very useful.
Counting, there are four or five here. These things are bent, as if they have been bent.
But it's not junk and can be used with a little bit of trimming.
All we can say is that the origin of this thing is unknown.
Although it is very useful, Qin Jun can refine high-quality steel by himself, but he has no idea about this thing.
Besides, there is a high possibility that these anchors are stolen goods.
Although this is a common phenomenon in the commune and no one is pursuing it, one more thing is worse than one less thing. Qin Jun does not want to leave any excuse for others.
Looking at other things, the most conspicuous thing is a water pump. It is round and not small. It is obvious that the shell is broken. This thing should be regarded as a waste product.
Pull him aside. No matter how broken it is, the motor, insulated wires, rotor, etc. inside are all useful. Even the half of the wires on it are still useful.
Once this thing is repaired, it will definitely be a useful tool for farmers.
