After doing all this, he checked the paddy field and strawberries again and then came out of the space.
He felt around in his pocket. There was only 14.5 yuan.
In the past, in the countryside, the most difficult thing to get was a receipt because everyone had to rely on their own efforts. Only during the year-end bonus could they get some money.
This 14 yuan was what was left after Yi Zhonghe's funeral. The 10 yuan that Yi Zhonghai gave him this morning was all his savings.
As school was about to start, he planned to go to the supply and marketing cooperative first and get some seeds back.
Although the things bought in the market could not be compared to the things in the spatial mall, if he used all his points to buy them, it would be a waste of natural resources.
Moreover, even if he bought the seeds of the fruit tree, he could use this area to grow high-quality fruit trees.
After thinking for a moment, Yi Hongjun took the cash in his hand and left the room.
"Red Army, are you going out?"
Yi Hongjun had just closed the door when he heard a voice calling for him. He turned around and saw that it was Qin Huairu.
She squatted there and kept rubbing her clothes. The grains on her chest were dazzling.
Looking at the face that was a few years younger than the one in the TV series, Yi Hongjun said with a smile.
"Yes, it's so late in the afternoon. Why is Sister-in-law washing clothes so late?”
Most people washed their clothes early in the morning. It was rare for them to wash their clothes so late.
"Aiya, isn't this the child wetting the bed? Hurry up and wash the clothes and dry them. We can clean them up at noon.”As Qin Huairu spoke, she tucked her hair behind her ears and smiled.
"Alright."
Yi Hongjun was not interested in her and left the courtyard after saying goodbye to her.
Although Qin Huairu was extremely beautiful, he could not get too close to her.
Although Jia Dongxu was not dead yet, he was about to die. If he got close to her, he would probably die too.
This was not a joke.
Qin Huiru stared at Yi Hongjun's departing figure with her mouth agape. She did not know if it was her imagination, but she felt that Yi Hongjun seemed to be deliberately keeping a distance from her.
Her intuition was right. Yi Hongjun, who understood her personality, had a natural sense of distance from her.
After another 20 minutes, Yi Hongjun walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative with a depressed expression.
F * ck, these food and seeds all needed bills.
This result was beyond Yi Hongjun's expectations.
This thing could not be eaten or drunk. Its only use was to grow crops.
However, this thing required a receipt.
Yi Hongjun was puzzled.
You said that eating and eating could be discussed, but for this kind of thing, why would you need a receipt?
In fact, he knew nothing about this because he did not live in this era.
Now that China had changed from an agricultural country to an industrial country, food was also a very important resource. According to the government's policy, food could be bought with money.
Unable to get it, Yi Hongjun had no choice but to leave dejectedly.
Unable to buy the seeds, Yi Hongjun found the address of the garbage dump and turned around.
He planned to go to the junkyard to see if he could find any old books. If he could find them, he would learn more.
Yi Hongjun told the security guard, and the security guard let Yi Hongjun in.
Nowadays, many people would go to the junkyard to pick up trash. This was a way to make money. The security guards had no reason not to let them in.
Yi Hongjun's goal was very obvious.
He had already asked the security guard. There was a special area there, so it should not be difficult to find it.
Not long after, Yi Hongjun discovered the land.
He looked up.
It was a mountain of books.
Yi Hongjun took a deep breath and then searched for what he needed in the pile of books.
More than an hour passed.
Yi Hongjun wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.
He finally found a few useful books.
One was Go, one was Calligraphy, one was Yellow Emperor's Internal Medicine, and there was also a medical book written by someone.
In the end, he obtained the Shennong Herbal Classic.
Patting the dust off his hands, Yi Hongjun carefully put away the book, put it in his pocket, and walked to the counter.
After leaving Book Mountain, his gaze fell on a wooden box not far away.
The box was rectangular and looked like a piece of wood. This box was specially designed to hold tools.
He squatted down and carefully opened the box.
Opening the box, Yi Hongjun's eyes lit up.
Hammers, saws, and planers.
This was a complete set of woodworking tools.
Although it had been a few years, with his grandmaster-level carpentry skills, it was more than enough to make a piece of furniture.
They were already prepared to leave, but now, it was a pleasant surprise.
Closing the box, Yi Hongjun picked up the box and books and began to weigh them.
The transaction went very well, and in the end, he only received about 1 yuan from Yi Hongjun.
It was not until four o'clock that Yi Hongjun finally returned to the courtyard.
At this time, most people were cooking, and there were not many people in the courtyard. Yi Hongjun could only see a few children who had not yet gone to school.
No one knew what he was holding in his arms, so he didn't have to say anything.
He placed the box in the corner of the room and the book on the table. Then, he carried a bucket and walked to the pond in the courtyard to get a bucket of water.
When he was rummaging in the junkyard, his clothes were always dirty. Moreover, the weather was very hot now, so he needed to wash his body.
After washing himself, Yi Hongjun put his clothes into the bucket and ignored them.
Aunt Yi had been washing his clothes for the past few days.
At first, he thought that First Aunt was sick and did not want her to work too hard. However, he was persuaded by First Aunt.
She had said before, how could a man possibly wash himself clean?
That was true.
In his previous world, because there was a washing machine, he didn't need to do it himself. All he needed to do was throw the clothes into the water, rub them a little, and then wring them out to dry.
In this case, if he could get his clothes clean, then he would have seen a ghost.
He sat down on the desk and flipped through the Classic of Materia Medica.
The Materia Medica in his hand was not an ancient book, but a copy.
There were more than 300 Chinese herbal medicines in the book, and each of them was described in detail.
Remembering several in a day was enough for him to read for a long time.
That night, as usual, he had a meal in Yi Zhonghai's room and helped Aunt Yi clean up the room. Then, he went back to his room and started studying.
A clamor came from the courtyard, accompanied by a series of miserable screams.
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