Usually, Chen Muyu directly asks the system to recycle the waste products, and the system prices are not high. In reality, the waste depot opened by his family is different.
In reality, the scraps taken back by Blue Sky Station will be sorted if possible. Copper will be sold at the copper price, and iron will be sold at the iron price. In this way, the price will be much higher than the price of selling the scrap directly.
Comparatively speaking, the things collected from Wanjie Station before were basically not classified, and they did not have the ability to classify them. They were directly recycled by the system, and the price given by the system was naturally low.
Now, if it can be smelted in a resource recycling furnace, Chen Muyu believes that the smelted items, the same waste products, will definitely be sold at a higher price.
Of course, Chen Muyu just thought this way. What the reality is, we have to make it in this first furnace to see.
After all, even if the price is higher, the cost of processing must be factored out. Fuel and time are all costs.
…
Just when I was about to sleep, my cell phone suddenly kept ringing.
Picked it up and took a look, Tang Yudie and the others were chatting happily inside.
Chen Muyu was dumbfounded. These sisters all live in Jingyun Temple. They can’t see each other when they look up. If you have anything to say, just shout out. Is it necessary to chat in the group?
There are many people who circle Chen Muyu and apply to be added as friends.
Chen Muyu did not dare to reply or speak, because he knew that if he spoke, my sisters and I would not be able to rest tonight.
“Yudie invites Qingyunzi to join the group chat!”
A message popped up, and Chen Muyu's face trembled. This Qingyunzi, isn't he Bu Qingyun?
Looking at the profile picture, there is a back view and a sword. I don’t know where I picked up the picture from. It looks a bit like an old or middle-aged person.
Tang Yudie then sent a private message to Chen Muyu.
“Senior Brother Chen, are you home?”
“Today we went to the city and bought a mobile phone for our ancestor, and the senior sisters are teaching him how to use it!”
…
A video was sent.
Chen Muyu clicked on it and saw that the scene was quite noisy. Under the light, Bu Qingyun was holding a mobile phone, and several girls next to him were talking and chattering. Bu Qingyun had one head and two heads, but he couldn't talk to these little girls.
They get angry.
Looking at his appearance, Chen Muyu couldn't help laughing.
It seems that this old antique also has a lot of fun when he has no choice but to act like he doesn't understand science.
“Qingyunzi requests to add you as a friend!”
A message popped up, and a black line appeared on Chen Muyu's forehead. He couldn't bear to pay attention to it. He threw his phone aside and took a nap first. He would come back when he woke up.
…
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No words for a whole night, and the next morning.
When Chen Muyu woke up, the number of messages on his phone was already 99.
There were so many messages in the group that Chen Muyu didn’t even look at them. To his surprise, Bu Qingyun sent him a message.
And it’s phonetic.
This is strange, but for an old man like Bu Qingyun, he probably can only speak phonetic, maybe handwriting, but most likely not able to use simplified Chinese.
“Hello, is this Chen Muyu?”
“Chen Muyu, Chen Muyu, did you hear that? Thank you!”
…
In the bathroom, I was washing my hands and listening to Bu Qingyun’s voice.
Chen Muyu was so happy that he sprayed a mouthful of toothpaste onto the mirror.
Thank you?
Very polite, a real virtual network, real friends, everything is good.
He could imagine what kind of funny look Bu Qingyun looked on when he was talking on his cell phone.
“Boy, why don’t you reply to my words?”
…
The politeness did not last long. Later, Bu Qingyun obviously lost his patience and his tone began to curse.
After washing up, Chen Muyu picked up his phone and said, "Senior, I fell asleep last night and just woke up!"
The voice message was sent.
Before Chen Muyu came out of the bathroom, the message came again.
This old man, doesn’t he even sleep?
Chen Muyu complained in his heart, but still obediently clicked on the voice button.
“Chen Muyu, Chen Muyu, are you awake?”
…
Chen Muyu rolled his eyes, this senior is too cute. I haven't woken up. Am I talking to you while sleepwalking?
“Hmm!” I simply replied.
“Chen Muyu, have you had breakfast? What did you eat in the morning?”
“I haven’t eaten yet, senior!”
“Then what are you going to eat?”
“Poof!”
Chen Muyu had the urge to vomit blood. He felt like there was a fly flying around his ears, and he wanted to throw his phone into the trash can.
Perhaps, he just felt it was novel. After all, an old man over a hundred years old had never used a mobile phone.
There are all girls in the audience, and the old man is too embarrassed to chat with anyone, so he can only talk to Chen Muyu?
Once he gets over the fresh days, he will be fine.
Chen Muyu comforted himself in his heart.
“Chen Muyu, are you in Qingshan? Can I come and play with you?”
Another voice came over, and when Chen Muyu heard it, he rolled his eyes.
“Senior, I’m not in Qingshan...”
“Then where are you and when will you return to Qingshan?”
"I...I'm busy working outside, and it will be some time..."
"Then when Qingyue comes out of seclusion, I will come to Qingshan to find you. This mountain is full of women, so it is really not convenient..."
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Finally, Bu Qingyun stopped sending messages, and Chen Muyu felt like he was sweating all over.
Had I known it earlier, I shouldn't have given Tang Yu the signal, otherwise why would I have done this? It would have been a mistake that would have caused eternal regret.
Go into the space of your mind and take a look.
Overnight, the smelting in the furnace has been completed.
Chen Muyu turned on the stove.
A piece of black iron, the size of a fist, weighing 28 kilograms.
A lump of heavy iron, the size of a brick, weighing 30 kilograms.
Hundred-year-old peach wood, half a pole long, weighing 5 kilograms.
Star sand, a small handful, weighed above, less than two taels.
…
After a night of smelting, the waste materials from yesterday's two bags have been separated.
I scanned it with the system and found that just a lump of black iron is worth 280 million.
Heavy iron costs 3 million, peach wood costs 500,000, and star sand costs 20 million!
Adding up the bits and pieces, the recycling price of the system has exceeded 300 million.
It was sold as scrap yesterday, and the recycling price given by the system was only 300,000.
A difference of 1000 times, this is simply a huge profit.
300 million worth of wealth was obtained, but Chen Muyu only paid for Yang Yuan Stone as fuel and 5 hours of smelting time.
Two pieces of fifth-level Yang Yuan Stone, one is only 5 million, and the total cost is only 10 million. Moreover, the two pieces of Yang Yuan Stone have not been completely burned, and one of them has half of it left.
The effort and gain are simply exponential growth.
After counting, there are still 28 bags of waste in total. If it can bring such a considerable return to myself, 2 bags of 300 million, then when these wastes are processed, it will have a wealth value of 4.5 billion.
Sure enough, this is the function a scrap collection station should have!
This chapter has been completed!