Chapter 15

Treasure hunting at the scrap yard 1

The next day, early morning.

Tie Lanyan’s door was knocked on.

At the door, stood two police officers in uniform:

“Comrade Tie Lanyan, right? Someone reported that you are involved in a murder and assault case, we need you to go to the police station to assist with the investigation…”

Last night, Zhang Cui was killed, Hu Zhuzi’s tendons were severed, and he was unconscious for a night.

This morning, Hu Xiaolian went into their room and discovered the tragic scene.

When the police officers asked her about the details, the first person she suspected was Tie Lanyan.

“It was Tie Lanyan! She locked us in the storage room for three days, she had someone steal everything from our house, and now she’s killed my mom, she’s a devil!”

Tie Lanyan said she was wronged.

“Police officers, look at my small frame, I could be blown away by a gust of wind, how could I kill anyone?”

“Besides, all the neighbors near my house know that Zhang Cui’s family is very nice to me, why would I lock them in the storage room?”

“And their house was emptied overnight, it must have taken a lot of people, how could I, a girl, have such great ability?”

“Police officers, I strongly suspect that Comrade Hu Xiaolian is delusional because of her mother’s death, so she’s slandering me!”

The police officers had already thought it was unlikely, now after listening to Tie Lanyan’s explanation, they were even more certain.

Just like that, Tie Lanyan left the police station in less than an hour.

Hu Xiaolian quickly chased after her.

She looked crazy, she grabbed Tie Lanyan’s sleeve and said through gritted teeth:

“It was you… it was you, wasn’t it?!”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Tie Lanyan smiled at her:

“But one thing I’m sure of, the border where you’re going to the countryside is very hard and poor, you won’t be coming back.”

This sentence was very familiar.

Hu Xiaolian’s face turned pale, she trembled and said:

“It was you… you overheard our conversation… you felt vengeful and ruined our family!”

“Don’t talk nonsense, do you have any evidence?”

Tie Lanyan sneered and walked away.

Hu Xiaolian walked home in a daze.

Before she reached the door of her house, a few neighborhood office ladies came to her.

“Comrade Hu Xiaolian, the train is about to leave, why are you still at home, come on, let’s go!”

No matter how Hu Xiaolian resisted and screamed, she was still dragged away by the ladies.

A difficult journey filled with sand and dust awaited her.

Those who harm others will eventually harm themselves.

“Many wrongs will surely lead to one’s downfall!”

……

After leaving the Public Security Bureau, Tie Lanyan went to a scrap yard.

Zhang Cui’s family was dealt with, and the original owner’s revenge was avenged.

She felt even more motivated to hoard things now.

Scrap yards were the perfect places for heroines in period novels to find treasures.

She had to check it out.

“I love money, I love money, I really love money. Having money is so happy, so happy”

Tie Lanyan hummed a little tune as she arrived at the entrance of the scrap yard.

An old man was guarding the entrance.

Hey, a standard feature of scrap yards in period novels.

Just add the line “Don’t take anything you shouldn’t” and it’s complete.

Following the actions of heroines in period novels, Tie Lanyan handed over three dimes:

“Grandpa, we ran out of paper to start fires at home, I want to find some newspapers to burn.”

The old man’s eyes became sharp, and he stopped smoking his pipe:

Before he could stand up and call for someone, Tie Lanyan slipped away in a flash.

You’re still the grandpa, you can spot something’s wrong!

Miscalculation, try again!

10 minutes later, under a big tree at the scrap yard.

Tie Lanyan disguised herself as a middle-aged woman and peeked in.

She discovered that people entering the scrap yard only needed to greet the old man.

“Li Grandpa, I’m just going in to have a look around!”

“Alright, don’t take anything you shouldn’t!”

Yes, that’s the way it should be.

20 minutes later.

The previous person walked out confidently, carrying a table with a missing leg.

“Grandpa, my family is missing a dining table, how much do you want for this one?”

Grandpa: “Give me 5 cents just to show some respect.”

“Alright, thank you, Li Grandpa!”

Tie Lanyan: ……

So easy? It seems like she was overthinking it before.

Tie Lanyan greeted Li Grandpa the same way as the previous person, and unexpectedly, he let her in.

Hehe, a close call.

The scrap yard was a dilapidated warehouse that had been converted, and the things inside were in disarray, piled up everywhere.

There were old furniture, books and paper scattered on the floor, broken porcelain, and other miscellaneous items.

There was no one inside at the moment, so Tie Lanyan immediately started searching.

She searched through the old furniture, but she didn’t find any of the so-called rosewood or golden nanmu that were common in period novels.

Instead, she did find quite a few pieces of furniture and wood with missing arms and legs.

She collected some into her space, to be used as firewood later.

As for table legs, Tie Lanyan tapped her fingers until they were swollen, but she couldn’t find a single hollow one.

No one is a fool, if there’s something good, they’ll take it first.

Picking up bargains means picking up what others have left behind.

Tie Lanyan was all about going with the flow.

She continued to rummage.

Hey, there were quite a few things hidden among the dusty books.

Various original domestic and foreign novels, she had to collect them, just to pass the time.

There were also some torn ancient paintings, such a pity.

Tie Lanyan still collected all the fragments into her space.

When she had the means in the future, she could have them restored by an ancient painting restorer, maybe they would be valuable.

She collected traditional Chinese medicine books, books on foreign machinery, translated books, children’s picture books, magazines, and so on.

Among the broken porcelain, there were several pieces of blue and white porcelain.

She collected them, maybe she could have them restored and use them as ornaments later.

Collect, collect, collect!

Tie Lanyan’s operation was fierce, she collected everything that caught her eye.

She didn’t have any qualms about it.

After all, these were all scrap, worthless at the moment.

If she didn’t take them, someone else would, and they might even be destroyed.

Although she hadn’t found anything particularly valuable, her haul today wasn’t bad.

Tie Lanyan’s attitude remained optimistic as always.

Perhaps it was this attitude that moved heaven.

Just when she was about to give up, she found a twist of fate.

She discovered an old locked copper kettle in a hidden corner.

The surface of the old copper kettle was a greenish color, and the mottled marks on it clearly showed its age.

The key thing was that the lock on the copper kettle was embedded, and without a key, no one could open it.

It was probably because of this that it was discarded here.

For others, opening this kind of lock would be difficult.

But for Tie Lanyan, it was a piece of cake.