Yi Qingqing looked at this and that and couldn’t let go.
Take the paper-folding skill’s gift package, for example.
Previously, she signed for a stack of gold foil paper and was happy to burn gold ingots for the teachers. Now she not only had a stack of gold foil paper, but also silver foil paper, colored paper for paper-folding, and even bamboo strips. She didn’t even need to make the glue for paper-folding herself because she had it ready.
In reality, making incense is limited by materials. Now, although the quantity is not large, the varieties are complete enough. She now has some agarwood and old sandalwood that she absolutely cannot get, which is really a surprise.
There are also medicinal materials for traditional Chinese medicine skills, pencils and pigments for painting skills, and bamboo flutes for musical instrument skills.
Yi Qingqing ran to the thatched house space overnight and decided to put these things in place.
Her empty utility room could finally be filled up a little.
For this reason, she even changed the style of the shelf in the utility room. Half of it remained the same, while the other half became a small cabinet that could store these things in categories.
They were all labeled and neatly arranged, making it easy to see when she needed them.
The tools for these skills were placed in the grids on the lower level, all of which were the styles she often used in the space when learning skills.
In addition to the new skills, there was also a set of tools for old skills that would not be worn out in the thatched hut. She could use them here, but could not take them out.
The ones opened in the big gift package were the same, which was equivalent to having two sets at once.
It is not very convenient to put these things in reality now, so she can save them for later use. Even if the situation improves in the future, it will not be easy to buy all these things in a short period of time.
Anyway, as long as the materials used are not things that can be found on the thatched house skin card and are real, then you can use the tool kits here to make incense balls, incense sticks, paper-made items, etc., and take them out without affecting anything.
This year is the first year that she has restored her past life memory and bound the Sign-in System. There is such a limited-time welfare sign-in location on New Year’s Eve. Can she also look forward to it next year and the year after next?
With a big New Year gift package every year, Yi Qingqing feels like she can wake up with a smile even when she is asleep.
The last thing was to put the money and tickets away.
In the days before the New Year, Yi Qingqing no longer went to the sign-in location at the scrap station, but she still went to sign in at the bank every day whenever she had the chance.
In addition to the 520 yuan red envelope given to her by the system Dad today, her savings have now broken through the 5,000 yuan mark and reached 5,120 yuan.
The gilded lacquer box was filled with money. Before going to the countryside this time, she could at least sign in at the bank fifteen or sixteen times, and then she could get at least two or three thousand more. It would be difficult to put the tickets and other things in it.
Yi Qingqing suddenly felt that this gilded lacquer box was a little insufficient.
After thinking for a while, she left the thatched house and found a square iron biscuit box in the box under the bed.
She opened the lid and found a lot of miscellaneous things inside.
They were all her childhood collections, including strangely shaped small stones, small sandbags she had played with, dead leaves, etc.
Now it seemed that these little things were all a pile of junk.
But it was a memory after all, so Yi Qingqing couldn’t bear to throw them away. She dumped them into the big box below and then took the iron box back to the thatched hut to use it specifically to store tickets.
However, when she gets the chance later, she will still go get a bigger wooden box to store her private money.
It took Yi Qingqing more than an hour to sort out these things, and it was already very late.
Four hours of sleep is not enough for the two hours of study every morning. But today is New Year, so it is more important to get a good sleep and put studying aside for now.
As soon as her head touched the pillow, Yi Qingqing fell asleep.
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I understand the need to save money but I wish she’d sign-in at some more random locations. Like that half telephone pole, I still want to know what it would give~