Rebirth 13, starting from the big demolition treasure hunt

Chapter 48 Paper Yuanbao

I slept a little late last night, and it was almost 07:30 when I woke up the next morning.

After washing, Wu Yuansheng went out and locked the door, then rode an electric tricycle and walked towards the gate of the family courtyard.

He had been riding a human-powered tricycle for the past two days, and suddenly switched to an electric vehicle. He felt a little uncomfortable.

There is always a little weird feeling, like a person who is used to being poor, suddenly has some money, and needs some time to buffer and adapt.

After having breakfast early at a steamed stuffed bun shop at the door, he walked directly to the recycling bin that he wanted to go to last night but hadn't yet.

Riding an electric tricycle, he felt obviously much more relaxed and much faster.

In less than 5 minutes, he arrived at the scrap collection station.

This is a large-scale scrap recycling depot, and the used goods collected inside are divided into two major areas.

An area to recycle iron, copper, aluminum, lead, stainless steel and other metals.

Another area recycles plastics, various types of paper, glass and non-metals.

In the metal material recycling area, he saw many old bicycles sold from demolition areas, scrapped human tricycles, some iron pots, ceiling fans, old-fashioned electric fans and other iron daily necessities piled there.

Some steel bars, angle irons, scrap steel pipes and other items sold on the construction site.

These iron tools were piled on the field outside.

Precious metals such as copper, aluminum, and lead are all placed in the house.

Without looking here, he rode the car forward and stopped in an area where non-metal materials were recycled.

He just took a brief look at the plastic, glass and other waste items, and then started looking for a place to stack old books.

Soon, Wu Yuansheng saw that place.

It is in the innermost position, a house made of welded steel and iron tiles, with a courtyard wall on the back and two side walls cut out of old bricks.

He did not go there directly, but first observed the situation here.

At this time, it was already past eight o'clock, and two people were selling books.

There was a man who seemed to be involved in recycling. There was an electric tricycle next to him. A wooden plywood sign facing the driver's seat had the words "Recycling Used Goods" written on it.

The content is basically the same as most recycling companies, which are "recycling old air conditioners, refrigerators, washing machines... and other items at high prices."

He must have been too busy last night and didn't have time to sell the books and paper.

It is common for some people who engage in recycling to sometimes be too busy at night to sell items and save the items for sale the next morning.

The other person was an old woman about 70 years old, and next to her was a small human-powered tricycle.

She must be a demolition household living nearby, and she used a tricycle to bring some of the waste items from her home to sell.

A 40-year-old woman who was checking old books and weighing them must be the proprietress who recycles paper items.

Wu Yuansheng did not go directly to the shed to choose books. He first walked over and said hello to the woman weighing books.

The woman said that he could choose whatever he wanted. Once he had chosen, he could just weigh it and calculate the price.

Walking to the shed where old books were piled, he began to read.

The first thing I saw was some letter paper, bundled in bundles, none of which had been used.

I glanced to the side and saw the Chinese, mathematics, English, history and other textbooks that students had read in school, as well as some auxiliary books and materials.

I looked further away and saw some magazines, such as comic strips, story telling, martial arts and fitness.

He held the magazines in his hands and briefly looked through them for a while. He found that there was nothing inside the pages, so he threw them back.

While he was reading these books, the two book sellers also came over and took all the books they sold and dumped them into the pile of books here.

The two people dumped books in basically the same place. They sold a lot of books, especially the recycling guy, who dumped six snakeskin bags.

After emptying out the old books they each sold, they left.

Wu Yuansheng took a brief look at the books they had poured down. There were also many types, including school books, magazines, newspapers, some copied advertising paper, etc.

<divclass="contentadv">Because it was new and no one picked it out, he planned to look through these books first to see if there was anything valuable.

Walking to these books, he began to read.

He simply glanced at those textbooks and ignored them.

He just flipped through the magazine casually.

When he took away some newspapers placed in one place, he found some "paper ingots" made of old cigarette box paper folded into isosceles triangles under the newspapers.

He had folded this kind of thing when he was a child and regarded it as a "toy".

In the 70s, 80s and [-]s, many children in the countryside played with such "little toys".

At that time, supplies were scarce, there were no various toys to play with, and there were no televisions, computers, or mobile phones like now.

For children, playing with origami ingots using cigarette pack paper is the most common entertainment item.

The ingots made from various types of cigarette box paper come in various colors and are also the most beautiful.

The "paper ingot" toys he saw now were just some old cigarette labels.

"Many people collect cigarette labels. There may be valuable old cigarette boxes among these paper ingots."

Thinking of this, he began to pick up these "paper ingots".

He took a "paper ingot" and opened it, and found that it was a piece of "Big Rooster" cigarette box paper from the state-owned Jiangcheng Tobacco Factory.

He took another one and opened it. It was a piece of yellow "Nonggong Brand" cigar box paper.

Some cigarette box papers from the 80s, as well as those from earlier times, are mostly soft boxes, which are very suitable for making such "paper ingot" toys.

Refolding the two cigarette boxes into an isosceles triangle, he found a large newspaper next to the stacks of books and began to pick up the paper ingots on the newspaper.

Because the "paper ingots" were scattered and mixed in these books, he had to constantly open some of the surrounding books when picking up these items.

While looking through these old books, he found that the books below contained many Buddhist books.

For example, there are "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra", "The Buddha's Sutra on the Ten Good Deeds", "The Cause and Effect Sutra of Three Times", "The Great Buddha's Head Surangama Sutra", "The Diamond Sutra", "The Buddha's Sutra on the Mahayana Infinite Life", etc. Many scriptures.

After flipping around for a while, removing some scriptures and picking up some "paper ingots", he found a black convenience bag.

This convenient bag looks big and contains things inside.

Without looking at the contents of the bag, he just picked up the bag and placed it next to the newspaper containing the paper ingots.

He planned to finish picking up the "paper ingots" first and then look at the contents of this convenience bag.

After browsing for a few more minutes, he almost finished looking for "Yuanbao".

He took a look at the newspaper and saw that there were already at least 200 "paper ingots" on it.

Wu Yuansheng wrapped all these things in newspapers, and then began to look at the items in the black convenience bag.

Picking up the bag, he felt that there was something like a book inside.

Opening this black convenience bag contains a book and two strings of bracelets.

The book is a bit thick, light green, and has "The Surangama Sutra" written on it.

He had heard that this book was one of the important Buddhist classics. He heard that if he had this book at home, he would keep away all evil spirits.

He took the scripture in his hand and looked at it, and found that there was a small red book inside the book.

This little red book is a refuge certificate.

I looked through the certificate and found that it belonged to a man. The black and white photo posted on it showed that the certificate was issued in 1987, which is already 27 years ago.

The person in the photo looks to be almost 50 years old. After so many years, he might have traveled to Hexi to see the Buddha.

Putting the certificates back into the scriptures, putting them aside, he picked up two more bracelets and started reading them.