Tomb raiding!
Bu Xiangdong looked at the chubby guy's sneaky eyes, and it really seemed like he had something in mind.
If there's a plan, it's not impossible to make one.
Of course, not now.
Right now, getting caught while tomb raiding would really get you shot.
Recycling station!
“Are you using comic books to cover the walls? At least find something larger!”
Seeing Bu Xiangdong actually rummaging through those broken books, the chubby guy was utterly speechless.
“Damn... if I say I want to use them for toilet paper, would that be more feasible?”
“That works, but it's a bit dirty.”
“……”
Hu Bayi shook his head, “The stuff in the recycling station has basically been picked over, all the good things have been taken.”
No one is a fool.
If it was something good, it would have been sent to an antique shop for consignment.
Of course, unless there were some limitations based on the era.
For example, comic books, certain special edition newspapers, some stamps, and certain books are really just like waste paper now.
“Let’s leave it at that.”
Comic books, picture books, and some useless document covers and card stock.
Bu Xiangdong actually picked up a large stack of “waste paper,” which wasn't worth much anyway.
It was even sold by weight.
In the end, it only cost a little over three bucks.
Of course, for the recycling station, it was still a source of income.
“I don’t get it, don’t tell me this is your lucky find?”
“Just pure interest.”
“Dong Ge, if you say that, I don’t believe you.”
“Suit yourself, if you see any of these, you can help me keep them.”
“Is there money to be made?”
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Bu Xiangdong only thought of this after arriving at the recycling station today.
There were no precious antiques, but there were still good things.
Of course, the value of the items is relative to him.
For others, waste paper is just waste paper.
He just didn’t have much time to wander around the entire city, so he had to let the chubby guy do the legwork.
“I want all kinds of comic books, paintings, ancient texts, and documents in good condition. I’ll give you a five-cent markup for each. If it’s a rare edition, I’ll give you fifty cents for each.”
“Deal! At least I can make a couple of bucks in one go.”
“But you’re making it a bit difficult for me; otherwise, I won’t feel right about this money, my conscience won’t be at ease.”
Bu Xiangdong: “……”
Damn it.
Chubby, are you being shameless?
Hu Bayi couldn’t help but laugh, “Don’t take advantage and then act innocent. What can I help with?”
“Help me look around for any second-hand furniture; the stuff at this recycling station is too shabby.”
The chubby guy looked down on him a bit, “Can’t you just buy a set from a state-owned store? You’re not short on money for furniture, right?”
“You idiot, he’s not looking for ordinary furniture. It has to be antiques.”
“Heh, if I find something for you, can I trade it for a meal at Dong Lai Shun?”
“I’ll treat you to Lao Mo!”
The chubby guy put on his hat, “Dawa Xili, I must pay my respects to you.”
“Hu Bayi, you need to call the chubby guy by his proper name; otherwise, you’ll end up in trouble.”
“Hey, why should I?”
“I was going to invite you for a drink at a tavern, but I’m afraid you’ll get drunk and say something foolish.”
“If there’s a pile of peanuts, I won’t.”
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When Bu Xiangdong returned to the courtyard, Sha Zhu had surprisingly come back too.
“Oh, our war god has returned.”
“You damn... looking for death, huh?”
“Still want to fight? Do you think you’re making a grand return? Can Jia Dongxu write you a letter of understanding? Try it with me? Come on, if you have the guts, throw a punch.”
“Zhuzi, don’t get excited and fall for it.”
Yi Zhonghai quickly came out to intervene.
He had persuaded Jia Dongxu to write a letter of understanding and even compensated him.
He just couldn’t let Sha Zhu get criminally detained.
Otherwise, Sha Zhu would lose his job, and how would he support him in the future?
He Yu Zhu could only reluctantly lower his hands, clenching his fists and glaring at Bu Xiangdong.
“Hey, old man. For you, Jia Dongxu and He Yu Zhu are both the same, but ten bucks for someone to fall into a dung pit and eat shit, is that too much or too little? I just want to ask.”
Yi Zhonghai looked as if he had eaten a fly, feeling disgusted.
MMP, you’re asking for trouble, looking for a fight.
Sure enough, Jia Dongxu’s eyes were filled with hatred as he looked at He Yu Zhu.
【Host successfully instigated, system rewards!】
【Ding, congratulations to the host: you have obtained the handwriting imitation skill!】
Bu Xiangdong’s eyes lit up; this was the second time he had unlocked a skill.
The first time was the cooking skill for marinated dishes, which he had used before; the system’s products are always top-notch.
And this time, the handwriting imitation skill that he unlocked was perfect for stirring up trouble.
At this moment, He Yu Zhu finally couldn’t hold back.
“I didn’t do anything; why did you give him money, old man?”
Yi Zhonghai was furious.
Don’t you understand the situation that day?
Bu Xiangdong and Xu Damao started it, and everyone directly turned against you.
“He Yu Zhu, how about I give you ten bucks to jump into the dung pit and try it?”
“Oh, is this a matter of ten bucks? The grudge of eating shit is unforgivable.”
He Yu Zhu couldn’t help it, and Jia Dongxu felt the same way.
Being cut off is a physical injury.
Eating shit is a mental destruction.
Jia Dongxu felt like his soul might leave his body at any moment; this world isn’t worth it.
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