Fast travel to the front line of eating melons in the world

Zhang Yu sorted things out at the scrap station. Before, the original owner simply sorted several rooms.

For example, those for furniture, small appliances, wood, and books are one big category. As for the specific contents, the original owner doesn’t know.

Now Zhang Yu is ready to sort through one or two books to see if they are worth collecting. Of course, forget about those ancient books.

It's not time for the wind to blow now. Even if it does happen, there will always be people who know the goods. How could such good stuff leak out?

Even if it really leaked out, it might have been taken away by someone long ago, and Zhang Yu didn't even think about it.

Guarding the scrap station and occasionally picking up something of value is enough to make people laugh. Anyway, Zhang Yu struggled for a long time and couldn't find anything valuable.

It can’t be said that we haven’t found anything valuable. If you look around a little, you will still find something valuable, such as worn-out furniture.

It is said that it is old furniture, but it can still be used if a carpenter can modify it and then paint it.

In this era of scarce supplies, Zhang Yu felt that someone wanted even second-hand furniture.

It's a pity that she doesn't have the skills of a carpenter, otherwise she can earn such a small fortune.

It's a pity that the original owner doesn't have this ability, so Zhang Yu doesn't plan to bother with it.

It's just that she has thought about it, and she will partner with Master Gao on this matter. She will see if there are suitable raw materials. If there are any, she will keep them for Master Gao to see, and he will select them, transform them and sell them.

Zhang Yu knew that he had opened a workshop that could be bought and sold, and he also took on the renovation business.

Zhang Yu has not yet thought about how to cooperate. He just thinks that Master Gao is a good person and it would be good to cooperate.

As a widow with two children, she still has to work hard to make money.

Zhang Yu, who was packing his things, suddenly saw the fishing rod in the corner, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Yes, I can fish."

The fish can be stocked with fish soup and made into fish balls. The uneaten fish can be dried in the sun and can be eaten in the next three years.

The more Zhang Yu thought about it, the more he felt that this method was good and could improve the food on the surface.

As for what would happen if he couldn't catch a fish, Zhang Yu had never thought about it. It didn't matter if he couldn't catch a fish. There were so many fishermen who could trade with each other.

Zhang Yu believes that someone will still be willing to surrender, that's it.

Putting the fishing rod aside, she planned to study whether the fishing rod could still be used later. If it could, of course she would buy it.

Uncle Wang saw Zhang Yu find a fishing rod from the warehouse, "What are you doing?"

He didn't find it strange that a fishing rod appeared in the warehouse. Anything could appear in the scrap yard.

"I want to go fishing, and there happens to be a river not far from here." When Zhang Yu passed by, he often saw people standing on the river embankment fishing.

It means there must be fish there, otherwise how could there be people there.

Of course Uncle Wang knew that the fishing rod was for fishing, but he didn't expect that Zhang Yu actually planned to fish, "You, can you fish?"

"No." Zhang Yu answered simply, "But it doesn't matter, I can learn."

"Uncle Wang, I'm going to see if I can fish in the afternoon. If so, I'll buy it."

Although you don't need to buy it, just put it in the warehouse. Every time you need to use it, you can just take it out.

Zhang Yu thought about it and decided that it would be better to buy it himself so that he could go fishing on weekends.

"Go ahead, go ahead." Uncle Wang thought that fishing was really not that easy, otherwise everyone would go fishing.

Although the fish has many spines, it is still meat after all, but fishing is not easy, and no one has thought about it.

Uncle Wang did not persuade Zhang Yu. Anyway, as long as Zhang Yu knew that fishing was not easy, she would give up on her own.

Zhang Yu studied the fishing rod for a while. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that there was nothing wrong with the fishing rod.

Forget it, never mind, just use this fishing rod. If she is really talented and the quality of the fishing rod is not good, then go to the thrift store to see if there is a fishing rod.

Thinking of the foreign trade store, Zhang Yu remembered that they should sell imported watches there, and the price should not be expensive.

Just think about her savings and her net worth. Even though the items in thrift stores are not very expensive now, she, a poor person, really has no way to buy them.

Alas, it’s a pity. I have already thought of ways to make a small fortune, but in the end I still can’t do it. It’s really a pity.

When Zhao Lei entered the room, he saw Zhang Yu sighing and sighing while cutting a fishing rod. He really didn't understand why this happened.

He looked at Zhao Hong who was reading a book in confusion. The latter gently mentioned Zhang Yu's intention to go fishing in Zhao Lei's ear.

Zhao Lei understood, "Mom, do you want to go fishing?"

Zhang Yu quickly adjusted and said, forget it, don't think about it so much anymore. With such a good job and children, there is no need to act based on the face of a man's parents-in-law.

The house we live in is such a big one. Even if we don’t win at the starting line when we buy a multi-million-dollar property in the future, we will be able to spend our old age easily.

"Yes, I plan to go fishing."

"Once we catch fish, our family can better improve our food without spending any money."

"The endless fish can be dried in the sun." The goal for the next three years is to work hard to solve the difficulties in the next three years and live well.

"Okay." Zhao Lei thought Zhang Yu's idea was really good, "I can also go fishing during the winter and summer vacations."

Zhao Lei thought more, "If I catch a big fish, I can sell it." He had seen fishermen selling their catch in this way before.

If you catch a big fish, can you still sell it? Zhang Yu just wanted to say, son, do you really have too much confidence in me? Can we, a novice, still catch big fish?

"Xiao Lei, you, mother, and I may really not be able to make this money." The big fish was so powerful in the water that Zhang Yu was really worried that if the fish didn't come up, he would be implicated instead.

Zhao Lei looked at Zhang Yu's figure and said, "That's right, Mom, just catch some small fish." His expectations paid off.

If it were an outsider, Zhang Yu would definitely brag a little bit, but in front of his own children, Zhang Yu still said sincerely, "We are at our level."

"It would be good if I can gain something. I just want to eat better on the bright side."

"As for meat, if there are meat tickets, if we buy too much, someone will definitely be chirping."

Zhao Lei thought of his current situation and nodded, this is very possible.

"Fishing is different. You, Mom, and I have our own fishing rods. Sometimes we get something, and sometimes we don't. It's normal."

When Zhao Lei heard this, he immediately understood that Zhang Yu actually had no confidence in himself, so he planned to trade with others.

"We can dry the fish in the sun and eat it once or twice a week."