Uncle Liu was delighted to hear her voice, "I've fixed it, let me bring it out for you to see."
He pulled out the small trolley from the corner.
"Take a look, what do you think?"
Rong Yan stepped forward to try, nodding her head, "Pretty good."
Then she decisively handed over the remaining five yuan.
Uncle Liu was very happy, adding on to yesterday, he actually sold the broken-wheeled cart for seven yuan in total.
"Then I'll be off." There was nothing good left at the waste collection station, as she had looked over everything yesterday.
"Alright," Uncle Liu waved his hand.
Rong Yan placed her bicycle on the trolley downstairs, then just pushed it away directly, walking a good distance until she arrived near the black market.
She glanced around and saw no one, so she entered an empty alley and then stowed away the bicycle into her space.
Then, the rice and flour she purchased from Space Supermarket, along with some other items, were all placed atop the small trolley.
