Chapter 191 is a scrap metal yard? No, it's Bai Nuo's paradise.

Besides, you have a few good friends in the Qishui Brigade. I think Sun Yuxi will definitely try to remind you about the resumption of the college entrance examination. However, they probably don't have many study materials. We have the means, so we can share them with them.

Bai Nuo thought of her friends. They were indeed very good to her. Although they hadn't known each other for very long, they always protected her and were all very sensible people. They were the kind of friends that her grandmother used to say were worth having.

If I go to university in the future, I will definitely have to take them with me.

otherwise……

What if there's homework?

She remembered that her older brother used to always ask Fang to help him with his homework. He had said that the biggest advantage of studying in the same class as your brother was that someone would help you with your homework.

Grandpa Zhou seems to have helped her maternal grandfather with his homework before!

Well, she could inherit this legacy!

"Alright then!" Bai Nuo finally nodded and told the little system to look up other learning materials.

Besides study materials, Yi Ren Yi Tong also found several ceramic jars of different sizes to take home for pickling vegetables or planting something.

Not only that, Bai Nuo also found a broken frame from the back of a tricycle in the corner.

Bai Nuo frowned slightly as he looked at the broken frame. After pondering for a while, he turned to the little system that was happily rummaging through the junk not far away and said, "A Tong, check if you can find any tires, the size of bicycle tires."

"Yes, host!"

After responding, the small system turned around and flew to the other side.

Bai Nuo twitched his lips speechlessly. This guy could clearly scan, but he preferred to do it himself and wander through a pile of junk.

I have no idea what kind of weird hobby this is!

Bai Nuo pulled out the broken frame and then rummaged through another pile of scrap metal to find the front frame of the tricycle.

They were both incredibly dilapidated, covered in rust, probably salvaged from some state-owned factory.

For large factories, although leaders may advocate thrift and not waste a single penny of national resources, they would not be so thrifty as to patch up a tricycle that is about to fall apart.

However, for Bai Nuo, who had lived in the apocalypse for seventeen years in her previous life and was a skilled craftswoman who was good at collecting scraps, these were all fun things.

"Grandpa, are there any usable tools here?" Bai Nuo ran out to find the old man.

Her great-uncle was not only the gatekeeper of the scrap metal recycling station, but also its manager. When she went in, she saw a small, locked room on the left side of the entrance, which was probably her great-uncle's so-called office.

"Yes, it's in the room on the left as soon as you enter. There's a rest room inside, and the inner room of the rest room is a tool room. It has all kinds of tools. Take care of yourself, and don't hurt yourself!"

"Got it!" Bai Nuo nodded, took the keys, and ran inside.

When people come to the scrap metal recycling station, they can only stay for about ten minutes. Once the time is up, the manager will come in and kick them out.

Many people know that those who can work as managers at scrap metal recycling stations usually have some strong connections in the county government.

But Bai Nuo has almost made this place her home, and is having a great time playing inside.

For craft enthusiasts, this place is simply paradise!

What made Bai Nuo happiest was that there was actually a welding machine in her great-uncle's tool shed.

Although it's an old model, probably retired from the machinery factory, it was still a pleasant surprise for Bai Nuo.

She had several welding machines produced in later generations in her space, but there was no substitute for welding, so even if she had the machines, she couldn't take them out and use them secretly.

But now that she has an old welding machine, she has a perfectly legitimate excuse to use it.

She was just worried about how to connect the cargo bed of the tricycle to the front frame, but now she doesn't have to worry anymore!

After Bai Nuo found all the necessary tools, the small system also successfully found several usable tires.

"Host, how about these tires?"

Bai Nuo stood up and inspected them, picking out three of the same model and size. The roulette wheels were a bit worn and needed repair in some places, but this didn't stump Bai Nuo.

There are several broken tires nearby, which are perfect for patching these three.

"A-Tong, go and guard the gate!"

"Yes, host!"

After the small system stealthily flew to the main gate, Bai Nuo's side also began construction. (A 1960s-style tricycle)