After finishing the fragrant barbecue, Wen Jiu put away the utensils. After tidying herself up, she took her bag and went out.

The garbage area where she lives is a few hours' walk from the nearest urban area, but Wen Jiu has been there several times before, and she doesn't feel too tired at all. It's just a physical exercise.

It wasn't until almost noon that Wen Jiu saw the edge of the city.

She walked into a scrapyard on the outskirts of the city with ease and shouted sweetly: "Grandma Zhao!"

However, after entering the scrap yard, she did not see the familiar old woman. Only a tall and thin young man put down the goods and glanced in her direction.

"Grandma Zhao is out, are you here to sell things?" Wang Nan narrowed his eyes and looked at the thin Wen Jiu.

Hearing this, Wen Jiu just nodded without making a sound, slowly dragging her bag towards the storage table. She quickly threw her bag on the table without waiting for Wang Nan's help.

"Tsk, the quality of these things are all average," Wang Nan walked to the table and put on gloves, fiddled with the contents of the bag a few times, then smacked his lips and said, "Eighty star coins at most."

While Wang Nan was looking at the items, Wen Jiu also secretly observed him. As the saying goes, appearance comes from the heart. No matter how kind he pretends to be, the truth can be seen in his face.

This person has thin lips and a narrow chin, and is very interested in interests. However, his cheekbones are not high, but he is still a person who can make friends.

There is a simple iron plate hanging on the chest of his coarse cloth clothes, with "Aunt Zhao Resource Recycling Station" engraved on it. It seems that he should be a helper hired by Aunt Zhao.

"One hundred." Since it wasn't Grandma Zhao herself, Wen Jiu didn't mean to be polite and directly gave his estimated price.

She has sold scraps here several times in the past month and a half, and the recycling prices of these items are quite high.

Wang Nan did not expect that the price quoted by the seemingly docile and ignorant child in front of him was actually the highest price for these items.

But he is a businessman after all, and if he doesn't want to just obey her, he can do whatever he can to cut it off.

So Wang Nan took out a few things from the bag and said in a good-for-her tone: "Little sister, the price I gave you is definitely the most fair."

"Look, there's a lot of wear and tear on the ends of your red gold screws. There are also too many scratches on this printed circuit board."

"Brother, because you are young, I quoted you an extra ten star coins. If you go to another store to sell it, they will quote you seventy stars at most!"

But Wen Jiu didn't agree with him and insisted on his quotation expressionlessly, "One hundred."

Wang Nan's grin suddenly became much stiffer. He sighed and said again, "Well, let's do this, ninety."

Wen didn't bargain with him for a long time. She silently stuffed the items on the table back into her pocket, then dragged her pocket towards the door without looking back.

This made Wang Nan stunned. He thought that the child would have to fight with him for a few more rounds, so he left without saying a word.

There haven’t been many people selling scrap products lately, so the business you got can’t be lost like this.

Seeing Wen Jiu about to walk out of the door, Wang Nan gritted his teeth and shouted: "Ninety-five!"

Seeing that she still didn't look back and was even walking faster and faster, Wang Nan was completely at her wits' end and shouted one last time through gritted teeth.

"One hundred! Just one hundred!"

After hearing his quotation, Wen Jiu turned around. Different from her indifferent expression just now, she walked towards Wang Nan with curved eyebrows.

After Wang Nan saw her smiling face clearly, he was already hurt by the failed bargaining and became even more depressed.

However, Wen Jiu only walked up to him and stretched out his little hand, waiting for him to pay.

"Alas." Wang Nan clenched his molars, took out one hundred star coins from his pocket and slowly handed it to Wen Jiu.

"Thank you, brother." Wen Jiu took the star coin tightly in Wang Nan's hand and put it in his pocket.

In this era, banknotes are rarely used anymore, and all payments are made through StarNet transfers. That is to say, poor people like them who cannot afford Smart Rings and cannot use StarNet are still using banknotes for transactions.

Wen Jiu collected the money and emptied everything in her pocket. She had the money and was about to leave, but Wang Nan suddenly called out.

"Little sister, do you want to sell that rope?"

Wang Nan stared at Wen Jiu with shining eyes, his gaze fixed on the bundle of ropes at her waist.

Seeing his expression, Wen Jiu suddenly understood. It seems that the price of this rope is not low, otherwise this iron rooster would not be so active in asking.

So Wen Jiu took off the rope and took it in his hand. After thinking for a moment, he made a sweet smile and said: "Sell it, I picked this up too."

Hearing Wen Jiu say that he picked it up, Wang Nan immediately made a calculation in his mind, and said in a blink of an eye: "This rope of yours should be an imitation, not very valuable."

"Is that so, big brother?" Wen Jiu pouted and scratched his hair, like an innocent child, "How much can it be sold for?"

Wang Nan suppressed her excitement and took two steps pretending not to care, "It's only four hundred star coins."

In order to prevent Wen Jiu from getting suspicious, he added a few words.

"Brother is also thinking that the cold season is about to come. Seeing that you are young and pitiful. I want you to buy more things to protect yourself from the cold, so I set this price."

"In fact, we don't usually collect imitations like this."

After saying that, he secretly glanced at Wen Jiu, who was thinking with his head down, and waited patiently.

He offered four hundred star coins. I don’t know how long it would take this kid to pick up garbage to earn this amount.

Unexpectedly, Wen Jiu suddenly raised his head and smiled at him: "In that case, I won't bother you."

She quickly tied the rope back to her waist and ran out of the door in a flash.

Only Wang Nan was left standing there blankly.

Wen Jiu ran for a while before stopping, and thought about Wang Nan's words for a while. Seeing that he wanted this rope so eagerly, the price was probably more than four hundred. She would have to go to several scrap stations to ask before she could estimate it.

The right price.

With this in mind, Wen Jiu walked towards another scrap station she knew. But before she took a few steps, she saw an old woman with gray hair walking tremblingly in her direction.

"Grandma Zhao!" Wen Jiu recognized Grandma Zhao at a glance and ran to her side with a smile.

Grandma Zhao looked at Wen Jiu running over, coughed twice and smiled kindly, "Oh, good girl. I haven't seen you here for a long time."

"I haven't come here since I haven't gained much lately," Wen Jiu took the initiative to take the bag in Grandma Zhao's hand, and helped Grandma Zhao walk forward slowly, "Isn't it true that I will come to you as soon as I have goods?"
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Wen Jiu has always been a good talker. As long as she wants to talk, there is nothing she can't talk about.

However, when she supported Grandma Zhao, she took advantage of the situation and checked her pulse, and immediately realized that Grandma Zhao must have a cold cough.

So Wen Jiu continued: "Grandma Zhao, what did you do when you went out just now? I just went to the scrap station and didn't see you."

Grandma Zhao replied with a smile: "Oh, I went out to see a doctor. Recently, I have a bit of a cough."

Wen Jiu understood that Grandma Zhao often gave her high prices when she came to sell scraps and took good care of her.

So Wen Jiu thought for a while and said: "Well, I heard others say that drinking more ginger juice can relieve coughs."

Grandma Zhao was a little confused after hearing this, but the feeling of coughing came back to her. She could only cough violently for a while before saying in a weak voice: "What is ginger?"

Only then did Wen Jiu realize that it seemed that many ancient Chinese plants did not exist in this world. Even if they did exist, many of their scientific names were different from what she knew.

So Wen Jiu took out a piece of ginger from his pocket and said, "That's it. Crush it and boil it in water, remove the residue and drink the soup."

In fact, it is best for Grandma Zhao to drink more ginger and apricot soup when she has symptoms like this, but Wen Jiu doesn’t know if almonds and licorice exist in this world.

Grandma Zhao took the ginger from Wen Jiu and looked at it, "Good girl, is this what you are talking about? We all call it horseradish, and it tastes very spicy."

Wen Jiu nodded, "That's it. Grandma, you can give it a try."

After saying that, she stuffed the remaining ginger into Grandma Zhao's pocket.

Grandma Zhao didn't want to let down Wen Jiu's kindness, so she thanked Wen Jiu and started chatting with Wen Jiu again.
Chapter completed!