Quick, female general, I traveled through time to save my father

Sirong thought she was going to miss this opportunity, but there was nothing she could do. They were a scrap collector, and if the owner didn't want to sell something, she couldn't force him to do it.

The hostess was talking to Sirong about how prosperous her mother-in-law's family was in the past, while she tore off the newspaper and threw it on the ground.

Sirong carefully watched the hostess's work and complimented her on the painting. She waited until the hostess went to clean up somewhere else before picking up the newspaper.

Apart from some wrinkles, the newspaper was intact and not damaged.

Fortunately, the hostess was quite gentle, perhaps because she was afraid of damaging the scroll inside, so she slowly unwrapped the newspaper layer by layer. Inside the newspaper were several layers of rice paper wrapped inside, which protected the scroll very well.

Sirong unfolded the newspaper, sandwiched it with other waste paper, and tied it together with unwanted cardboard.

I plan to wait until I get back and ask Old Man Liu if he accepts this.

In the past two years, Sirong and Old Man Liu have become close friends regardless of age. Although the old man is a bit stingy, he is a truth-teller.

I won't tell Sirong that the things she brought are worthless just because she doesn't know the business. I'll just spend a little more time talking about the price.

How should I put it, whenever Sirong brought something over, the old man would first give her a history lesson, telling her the origin of the thing, the dynasties it had gone through, and what had happened.

Then tell me the current market price of the item before making your bid.

After giving the price, the two began to bargain, fighting for every penny, like a worthy opponent.

If the old man gets anxious, he will act like he has a pain in his chest.

At the beginning, Sirong was really scared by him twice. Seeing the old man falling to the ground with his hands covering his chest, who wouldn't be nervous?

Fortunately, Sirong has an intelligent computer, and 571 reminded her that Old Man Liu was pretending, which was very clever of her.

However, the two of them seemed to enjoy this kind of drama where neither of them gave in.

In the past two years, Sirong occasionally received some strange and unusual things, but their value was not too high. Some were worth three to five hundred yuan, and some were worth several thousand yuan.

Sirong took them all to Old Man Liu.

Afterwards, Sirong continued to help the homeowner clean up the unwanted garbage, and then she heard the smart computer prompt that there was a rare treasure in the biscuit box in the corner.

Sirong walked over and opened the box, and found that it contained children's toys, a small wooden pistol, a small card with a picture of Sun Wukong, and a pile of glass beads.

The employer's luggage has been packed and loaded into the car, and most of the remaining items are unwanted.

Sirong turned around and asked the hostess if she wanted the cookie box.

The hostess took a look and said with a smile that those were her son's childhood toys and they should be thrown away.

Sirong closed the lid and loaded everything onto the tricycle.

What is this rare treasure? The intelligent computer didn’t give her an estimated value this time, so it must be something rare.

After collecting the family's unwanted garbage and loading everything that could be exchanged for money onto the tricycle, today's work was completed.

When the tricycle was full, Sirong walked home with Si's mother.

After arriving home, Sirong first found the newspaper and gave it to Si's mother, asking her to take it into the house first. She also told her about its general origin and said it should have some collection value.

Then Sirong opened the biscuit box and examined the contents one by one.

When it touched the glass beads, 571 jumped out.

Normally, 571 rarely comes out. They don’t have much energy and are in a dormant state most of the time.

She would only appear when Sirong called her or when there was a special situation, such as when Old Man Liu pretended to be sick.

"571, the intelligent computer said there's a rare treasure in here. Which one is it?"

[Host, among those beads, one has energy fluctuations. Take each one and place them in your hand. I will tell you if there are fluctuations.]

Following 571's instructions, Sirong took the beads in the box one by one, played with them for a while, and then put them aside.

When 571 got a completely black bead, he made a sound.

[Host, hold the bead and don't move. I need to test it again.]

"Ok."

Two minutes later, the intelligent brain test was completed.

[Host, this bead is primarily composed of silicon dioxide and various inorganic minerals. However, I've detected a space within its body.]

Sirong took the bead and observed it carefully, and found that there was a hole on the bead, like the beads on a bracelet or Buddhist beads.

But now it is blocked by black mud similar to plasticine. It must be that a child wanted to use it as a marble and covered it with mud.

"Space, the kind in novels?"

[It should be, but what type is it? I can't detect it now. Would you like to consider recognizing it as your master? ]

Of course we do, space is something that many novel fans yearn for.

Sirong carefully cleaned the bead, including removing the mud that was blocking it, and placed it safely in her pocket.

I plan to wait until everyone is asleep at night to study how to recognize the master.

After buying Uncle Li's house, he not only connected the two yards, but also opened a door in the wall between the two houses.

After the rearrangement, Si Qi also had her own room and no longer had to live with Si Rong.

After dinner, Sirong returned to her room, closed the doors and windows, and drew the curtains. She found a sewing needle and pricked her finger, letting the blood flow onto the bead.

The blood that flowed out did not fall anywhere outside the bead, and was all absorbed by the bead.

As more blood flowed out, the color of the bead slowly changed from pure black to deep red.

In a moment of distraction, Sirong entered a space. There was a thatched house in sight. Next to the house was a pool made of jade, but there was no water in it.

Below the water outlet, there is a small jade bottle, which seems to be collecting water. There is a drop of water hanging on the water outlet.

Not far away were some cultivated fields covered with unfamiliar weeds. In the distance, I could see a series of high mountains, but I could only see the tops. The road leading to that place was shrouded in clouds and mist.

As soon as Sirong entered the space, she started calling 571. It took several calls before she got through.

[Congratulations to the host, this is a growth space! ]

Hearing 571 say this, Sirong was also happy. She walked to the thatched cottage and gently pushed the door open.

Opposite the door is a long table, followed by medicine cabinets on three walls. On the right is a wooden door, which leads to the bedroom and study.

Sirong found an envelope on the desk.