When Lin Yi returned to the shop, it was already past the peak dining period.

But Lin Yi unexpectedly discovered that there were several large reinforced cardboard boxes at the entrance of the store.

Each carton has a different label for recycling different waste products.

Lin Yi glanced at the cartons. Some contained plastic bottles, some contained old books and torn newspapers, and there was also a box containing a few shabby clothes, but they were not broken and looked still wearable.

Lin Yi touched his chin. Except for Ji Qingyan, no one seemed to have the guts to put these things in front of his store.

Thinking of this, Lin Yi dialed the phone.

"Did you put the things at the door of the store?"

"Yeah, I asked someone to send it over. This can help them collect more things." Ji Qingyan said:

"I don't have much to do today, I'll be over it later."

"OK."

The store was not busy in the afternoon, so Lin Yi sat in the store in a daze out of boredom.

There is no way to go on like this day after day. When will the ultimate reward of the system come?

In the afternoon, while Lin Yi was busy, Ji Qingyanxing walked in from outside.

"Lin Yi, come here quickly. We have collected a lot of things. I think they are worth at least 100 yuan."

Lin Yi glanced at Ji Qingyan and said, dumbfounded:

"Whose rags are so valuable? Tell me and I will pick them up too."

"Ah? With so many things, aren't they worth 100 yuan?"

"It can be sold to death for 20."

"No, so few?"

"It's so little, it might not even be enough for you to buy a pair of socks."

Ji Qingyan followed Lin Yi back to the kitchen and said frustratedly: "Then their daily income may not even be 100 yuan."

"Not necessarily. If you meet kind-hearted people, you can sell more points."

"But even if you can sell it for 100 yuan, it doesn't seem to be enough to live in a city like Zhonghai."

"Didn't I tell you already, this is life, some things can't be helped."

"Then tell me, what do you think about me giving them some financial aid to help Dongdong go to school, and then give them a house to improve their lives?"

Lin Yi held Ji Qingyan's lovely face.

"It's okay to do good things, but there is a problem that you need to see clearly." Lin Yi said:

"You think Dongdong's family is miserable, but in fact, there are people who are worse off than them. No matter how rich we are, we can't help everyone."

"elder sister……"

While Lin Yi and Ji Qingyan were talking, a little head poked his head in from outside the door.

Ji Qingyan came out of the kitchen and found that Wang Dongdong was here.

"Dongdong is coming."

Seeing Wang Dongdong, Ji Qingyan welcomed him in.

"Why are you here by yourself? Where is your grandma?"

"My grandma was picking up bottles at school, but she didn't come over."

"Let's go, sister will take you to the kitchen. There is delicious food there."

"hey-hey……"

Wang Dongdong smiled honestly, "Sister, I'm not hungry, I'm here to give you something."

"Hmm? What can you give me?"

Wang Dongdong excitedly took out two apples from his pocket.

"My grandma and I went to sell scraps just now. There was someone buying apples on the roadside. Grandma bought two and asked me to deliver them to you."

Apple is not that big, not even as big as your fist.

Ji Qingyan, who often visits supermarkets, can tell at a glance that these apples must be very cheap.

But looking at the two apples, Ji Qingyan felt they were extremely precious.

"You can keep it and eat it." Ji Qingyan held back tears, "Sister can usually..."

Halfway through her words, Ji Qingyan felt her shoulders tighten, and Lin Yi pinched her from behind. As a result, the next words were all held in her stomach and she did not say them out.

Lin Yi took two apples and took a bite first.

"It's quite sweet, try it."

Only then did Ji Qingyan understand Lin Yi's intention and took a bite, but the sour feeling almost made her teeth sore.

"It's delicious, sweeter than the apples I bought before."

"hey-hey……"

Wang Dongdong laughed, but didn't say anything. He just kept laughing, his eyes filled with satisfaction and joy.

Seeing Wang Dongdong's smile, the corners of Ji Qingyan's mouth also rose.

But in my heart, I feel more sour than an apple.

He doesn't even have the most basic desires, so why would he want to experience all the suffering in this world?

Ji Qingyan put the remaining apples into her bag.

Then he leaned down and touched Wang Dongdong's head, "Let's go, sister will take you to see something good."

"What good stuff is it?"

"Sister collected some things for you and will take you to sell them later."

"Are these all mine?"

Wang Dongdong stared, the joy in his eyes unable to be hidden.

In his eyes, plastic bottles and old newspapers are money, more precious than anything else.

"Yeah, let's go, sister will take you to have a look."

"I'll take care of it with you."

Lin Yi closed the store and helped Wang Dongdong put all the scraps collected at the door into bags and prepared to drive to sell them, otherwise he would not be able to take so many things by himself.

After packing, there were two big bags of stuff.

"Take my car. Your car is a two-seater and can't hold these things." Ji Qingyan said.

"OK."

I saw Lin Yi and Ji Qingyan placing two large bags of scraps on the Maserati.

The jaws of everyone passing by were astonished.

Is it so exciting for rich people to sell Maseratis for scrap?

Sitting in Ji Qingyan's car, Wang Dongdong was so nervous that his body became stiff and seemed like he couldn't even move.

"Don't be so nervous." Ji Qingyan said.

"This is my first time riding in a car like this, so I'm afraid I might break something."

"It's okay. This is my sister's car. Be casual and don't be so formal, otherwise my sister will be unhappy."

"I know, sister."

Under the leadership of Wang Dongdong, Lin Yi drove the car to an old community. At the innermost side of the community, there was a garage with an open door.

There was a scrap recycling depot. There was a man and a woman, packing things at the door and loading them into the truck next to them.

Seeing the Maserati approaching, a man and a woman stopped what they were doing, not knowing what this car was for.

"Uncle Li, let's sell scraps."

After the car stopped, Wang Dongdong got out of the car first and took down the two large bags of waste.

"You drive here to sell scraps? The scraps you sell are not even enough for gas money."

Wang Dongdong was a little embarrassed, "My brother and sister brought me here."

"Help me calculate how much it will cost. If you can give me more, I'll give you more." Ji Qingyan discussed.

The man called Uncle Li blushed. After so many years of living, this was the first time he saw such a beautiful girl talking to him.

"I also know this guy Dongdong. He always comes to my place to sell things. I won't count the exact amount. Can I give you 25 yuan?"

In Lin Yi's opinion, these things can be sold for 20 yuan at most, and the other party gave 25, which is not a lot.

"Dongdong, what do you think?" Ji Qingyan asked.
To be continued...