After she said that, she breathed a sigh of relief.
She did live a poor life in Lecheng before. She always had steamed buns, used packaging bags, fast food boxes, etc., and always washed them, dried them, and saved them for later use.
When she was the poorest, she also picked up garbage. Especially on Valentine's Day, there were always newer and usable things beside the trash cans, so she would squat and pick them up whenever she had the chance.
However, don’t pick up items that are too expensive. If the person who discarded the item regrets it and doesn’t find it when he comes back to look for it, he chooses to call the police. Then the person who picked up the item will be in big trouble, and may even be charged with property misappropriation or the like.
Later, as her living standard improved, she was reluctant to throw away many things. Even though they seemed worthless, she would still wonder if they could be used in the future.
It is difficult to let go.
It would be much better if someone could guide me.
She breathed a long sigh of relief.
Jing Yu looked at the clouds and felt a little confused, "Did that medicine field put you...such a lot of pressure?"
"Fortunately, it's hard to describe this feeling in detail. It may be difficult for you to understand. Sometimes you know that what you get and what you spend are not equal, and may lead to thankless results, but you still do it. It may also be a kind of psychological trauma.
?It’s similar to how people in the past liked to hoard food.”
The clouds folded the packaging bag into a square shape - I was originally worried that the soup of the dried tofu would be squeezed out, but the scientific researchers seemed to be very good at controlling the dosage. After eating the dried tofu, there was no excess soup at all.
.
She threw the small cube into the trash can, took Jing Yu's empty bag, folded it up again, and threw it away.
Jing Yu flicked Yun Tuan's forehead again, "There is no need to remember the bitterness and sweetness of this kind of thing. In fact, burning it is not easy. You need to confirm whether there is an automatic fire extinguishing device there, and whether the varieties he planted are flammable.
Or something like that, or will a group of people suddenly appear and extinguish the flames you managed to bring over?"
Yun Tuan stopped looking at Jing Yu's face. She lowered her head and stared at a pair of barbells not far away, inexplicably wanting to pick them up and practice.
She nodded, like a student who was listening to the dean's instructions. She was dissatisfied inside but respectful on the outside, "I will pay attention to it. There is no need to explain this specifically."
"Things are going relatively smoothly now. I'm always worried that everyone will underestimate the enemy and lose guard against danger. If you recite it a few times, it will always be effective." Jing Yu raised his eyebrows, with a hint of stubbornness in his seriousness.
"Hmm." Yun Tuan hesitated, scratching her head. Has she drifted off recently? Why did Jing Yu call her to the soundproof room alone to lecture her?
It seems not...
Just push some things to others.
"We'll go train the crocodile later and change our mood." Jing Yu noticed Yun Tuan's discomfort and changed the subject.
Yun Tuan's eyes lit up, "After they become weapons, can they glide like skateboards?"
"That's not possible. You can crawl. Let them crawl faster. Maybe they can have a skateboarding experience." Jing Yu thought carefully and came to a conclusion.
Cloud: "..."
Half an hour later, she was actually standing on the back of a mechanized crocodile, trying to issue instructions.
However, this crocodile has no intelligence. It only stares with its eyes, moves its limbs wildly, and spins in place, as if it wants to throw the person off its back.
[Boss of the group, I think...this crocodile brother doesn’t seem to like you very much.]
"Heh-too!"
"What do I want the crocodile to like? Make it his meal? If he doesn't like it, he has to surrender."
【Oh oh oh, I learned it.】
Xiao Xi flew aside and observed Yun's taming process with Bu Yehou.
The first time, failed.
The second time, failed.
……
The seventeenth time, failed.
Yun Tuan frowned, as if he had returned to the early days of raising monsters.