The script of the control group was torn up by hand, and the female supporting role of the era awake

The scrapyard in the provincial capital was so big that he couldn't even see the edges.

Han Yiming was now fully armed, and no one would recognize him if they saw him.

He smiled and took out a bag of large front doors and handed it to the gatekeeper.

The uncle hurriedly waved his hand: "Little brother, what are you doing? I'm just a scrap station janitor, so I can't help you."

The big front door only costs [-] cents a pack. Anyone who takes it out to smoke in front of others is very respectable.

He is greedy, but he has to stick to the bottom line.

Han Yiming smiled and whispered: "Uncle, I am a teacher in the township below. Isn't the new semester about to start in September?"

"The conditions in our villages and towns are not very good. Most of the students don't have money to buy new books. I don't know how many students use each book...many of them are turned to pieces..."

"So I came to you to buy some high school textbooks and exercise books. Can you help me?"

The uncle asked doubtfully: "Only looking for textbooks?"

Han Yiming nodded, "Textbooks and stationery, can you tell me about them later?"

The uncle looked at Han Yiming's empty hands and expected that he wouldn't be able to take much, so he happily responded: "Without exaggeration, how many books can you take?"

"The books and stationery in the scrap yard are a waste if they are left here. It is best to make the best use of them!"

Han Yiming walked into the scrap station and headed for the books.

Books are all sold as waste paper by everyone. These things are afraid of moisture, so a simple shed is built on top and various wooden furniture is spread below to prevent them from getting wet in the rain.

Han Yiming found an iron rod and looked through it quickly.

His goal was relatively clear, and he rummaged quickly. After all, it was a provincial capital, and there hadn't been much rain recently. Among the books he had accumulated for nearly a month, he rummaged around and collected five complete sets of "Mathematics and Physics". Chemistry Self-Study Series", each including four books on algebra, four books on chemistry, four books on physics, and five books on geometry.The other 20 or so books are in bulk.

He did not hesitate to tie them all together.

When he had almost found the book, Han Yiming looked at the sky and started wandering around.

When he usually finds game from the mountains, he always goes to the city to find buyers.

Sometimes he would go to the community and pretend to be looking for relatives, and someone would take him to their home and hand over the money.

Sometimes he sells them on the black market.

He has met a lot of people and knows a lot of things, such as antiques, furniture, etc.

Seeing a somewhat mottled pear wood canopy bed, he felt a little pity. From the exquisite patterns, it was easy to see how particular and wealthy its former owner was!
However, when he focused his eyes, he saw some cracks in the legs of the bed, and the sunlight happened to shine through, refracting the golden light...

This is... Han Yiming came closer and took a closer look. Under the thin wood was solid gold.

He took a breath, how to say that sentence, antiques of golden times in troubled times, gold circulates in ancient and modern times, as well as at home and abroad.

No matter what era, gold is a treasure that preserves its value!

The solid wood canopy bed is very large and very heavy. Even if there is something hidden in the bed legs, almost no one can notice the fluctuation of weight.

Han Yiming took a deep breath, looked at the canopy bed for a while, found a cracked axe, and chopped off the legs of the canopy bed.

Not only this leg, but the other three legs were also chopped off by him.He roughly weighed it with his hands and found that only two legs were particularly heavy.

When he used an ax to chop the other two lighter bed legs into several sections, he saw no gold.

He had used a lever to pry the canopy bed over, revealing a somewhat decayed but still solid bed board.

He knocked gently with the axe, listening carefully to distinguish the sound.

When he knocked again, he didn't hear anything unusual.

Han Yiming didn't believe it and continued to knock a second time.Gold can be hidden in the bed legs. Is this the easiest place to manipulate the bed board?
Suddenly he made a move, smiled at the corner of his lips, took an ax and began to dismantle all the bed boards at a huge profit.

Canopy beds are made of wood using a mortise and tenon structure, and you need to use skill when prying.

After the bed board was pried open, there was still a tightly fitting board inside.

Han Yiming took the ax and chopped hard, letting the ax embed hard into the board, and lifted it up evenly and carefully.

Sure enough, the board was lifted up. To be precise, it was not a board but a heavy wooden box.

Han Yiming carefully opened the lid of the box to reveal the golden color!
As he moved, the gold bars in the box revealed their original appearance.

A total of 20 yuan gold bars were laid flat in the box. Each bar was seven centimeters long, three centimeters wide and less than four centimeters thick. They were known as "big yellow croakers"!
One stick weighed 320 grams, which weighed ten taels at that time. Twenty sticks weighed six and a half kilograms.

There was more than one such box. Chief Engineer Han Yiming knocked out a total of seventy boxes, but only fifteen of them contained "big yellow croaker".

Tsk, Han Yiming, who claims to have seen the world, was also stunned by the golden cakes falling from the sky.

The place he was in was relatively hidden, with debris blocking the front, rear, left, and right, not to mention there were very few employees in the scrap yard, so no one would notice him.

After Han Yiming pulled out all the gold, he used the lever again to restore the canopy bed to its original position. Unfortunately, he cut off its legs and made it shorter.

After he hid a total of 300 yuan in gold, he walked around again and found no furniture with the same style and pattern as the canopy bed.

After returning again, Han Yiming brought two iron buckets, a pile of hemp rope and a strong wooden stick.

A "large yellow croaker" worth 300 yuan is equivalent to more than 97 kilograms, the weight of an adult woman.

But the "big yellow croaker" is small, so he put a layer of books in each bucket and put some cotton pulled out from the old bedding. There were 150 "big yellow croakers" hidden in the cotton, and then covered it with books and stuffed it. A bed leg.

The two buckets happened to be filled with the "big yellow croaker" and those books!
Han Yiming picked it up easily and greeted the old man very naturally: "Uncle, I will take the children to pick up their writing notebooks and pens later..."

"When the children become successful, they will definitely not forget you..."

Seeing that he was really carrying two buckets of books, the old man did not come forward to check, but just waved cheerfully: "Go ahead, if I come across this kind of books and notebooks, I will keep them for you."

Han Yiming smiled and said, "Then thank you first."

The scrap station was not close to the guest house. Han Yiming was calm throughout the whole process. After knocking on the door and watching Tong Anyang close the door, he collapsed directly on the ground.

Tong Anyang was startled, hurriedly walked over and squatted in front of him, and asked worriedly: "What's wrong?"

Han Yiming was so excited that he hugged her tightly and kissed her twice. Without waiting for anyone to feel embarrassed, he whispered in her ear: "Daughter-in-law, we are rich!"