Quick Transmigration: Passer-by Craftsman System [MTL]

Chapter 45

In the afternoon, the accompanying man went back. Zhao Ming did not plan to go to the black market again. Although he still had some things, he had gone there four times in the morning, and it would be too eye-catching to go there again.

He didn't have that special letter of introduction and couldn't get into the guest house. What's more, it's just a guest house with a letter of introduction. You have to wait for a long time for the person in front of you to check out, and you don't have the time. At this time, Zhaoming felt that he was out of tune with the world. He always felt that the guest house should not be like this. The attitude and service should be better.

However, this is the case in guesthouses across the country, so it's still his fault.

I can't stay in the guest house, but the illegal B&B nearby is okay. He opened a room, which was a bit small, a single room with a lock. He put the food inside and put it under the bed, and went out for a walk alone.

Anyway, he had nothing to do with his time at the moment, so he remembered one thing: looking for old books. Used books are usually found at scrap collection stations. Zhao Ming thought, since they are already in the county and there is still one afternoon, why not go and take a look.

The county's scrap collection station is located in a remote area in the suburbs. It takes more than ten minutes to get there, and the gatekeeper is a big, round lady. The aunt was wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket and a hat, revealing a round face full of blessings. Zhaoming saw so many service workers, and it was the first time he saw such a warm smile.

"Young man, are you looking for some old books?" The aunt smiled and said, "There are also some unused pencils."

"Yes, aunt. It would be nice if there was a box. There is nowhere to put things." Zhaoming couldn't help but feel happy when he saw the smiling service. He took out a handful of boiled chestnuts bought at the door of the B&B from his arms, "Aunt , do you want to eat chestnuts?"

The chestnuts, which he had been covering, were still warm and emitted the unique aroma of nuts.

The aunt couldn't help but sniff it, and she took a few with some embarrassment and held it in her hand. "The wood is on the left side of the door. Look for any boxes and cabinets that can be used. We sell them by the pound. They have been sold out in the past two days." Due to the rain, a lot of the wood is wet, so it's not cost-effective to buy it now. If you don't mind the taboo, there is some wood in the place where the waste paper is placed, and it's all carved with patterns. You can just smear the patterns with mud when you go back and use them."

After Zhaoming received these kind suggestions, he simply took out the chestnuts and a handful of five or six small walnuts in his pocket and gave them to the aunt, "Okay, I'll go in and look for them."

Then the aunt opened the door and let him go.

It was a very empty open space inside, with only the waste paper area sheltered, and the rest was exposed to the sun, wind and rain. But it's not very messy. All kinds of disposal items are arranged according to type. Here are the collected animal bones, as well as glass bottles and glass slag, some old ceramic jars, various tables, benches and legs...

People nowadays have almost no garbage. The residents of the county eat the meat and stew the bones into soup, but do not throw them away afterwards. They can be disposed of to the waste collection station, and the bones can be ground into powder and added to the feed. Those broken glass bottles and used toothpaste casings also have their own places to go and are not thrown away casually.

Zhaoming looked for a while and found no metal products, not even copper or iron. The pile of porcelain is also full of ordinary broken porcelain. Occasionally, I see a blue and white porcelain, which is also in fragments.