Ning Weimin walked into the garbage dump with broken cotton shoes on his feet, as if the corrosive halo special effect was turned on.
But he still couldn't start work directly.
Because there were at least a dozen unkempt guys on various "hills" of the garbage dump who noticed his arrival.
They all stopped what they were doing and stared at him with a two-tooth hook or wire rake in hand.
His eager eyes were like those of a group of bandits looking at a traveler who was about to pass down the mountain.
Although this scene is scary, Ning Weimin actually knows it well.
What these people wanted was not his life, but the contents of his bag.
So he didn't hesitate at all, and walked over to a strong man in his forties who was sitting next to him and relaxing with a cigarette in his mouth.
Then take a bottle of bulk soy sauce, a bottle of bulk vinegar, two bottles of bulk white wine, a dozen of white wax, and two bottles of berberine from the bag.
Everything was placed in front of this strong man nicknamed "General".
Seeing these things, the strong man nodded and expressed satisfaction.
He reached out to pick up the wine bottle, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip directly into his mouth.
When the other disheveled guys saw the "general" enjoying himself, they all grinned and smiled, showing their burnt-yellow teeth.
At this point, Ning Weimin was truly qualified to enter the "Baoshan" to make a fortune that day.
Speaking of which, this scene is like "paying tribute" to the leader of a beggar gang, which is not unusual at all.
Because Ning Weimin is not the only smart person in the world.
Long before he discovered this treasure land, it had already been dominated by more than a dozen men and women from different places all over the world who had gathered together to claim the throne.
The strong man in front of him named "General" relied on force to establish his personal prestige and become the leader of the gang.
And like the bosses of all industries, the "general" also hopes to ensure the interests of himself and this small group to the greatest extent.
To this end, the "General" also promulgated two rules that are followed by almost all gangs.
First, all members of the garbage dump must give him "tribute" to ensure that he lives the most comfortable life.
The second is that in order to protect the ecological environment, he does not allow any outsiders to "mining" here again.
There is no doubt that this was the prototype of the gang that initially monopolized waste scavenging.
Theoretically speaking, as long as people like them are here to control it, it will be impossible for anyone to go near the garbage dump and make a fortune from it.
But the problem is that Ning Weimin has been forced to do this, so how can he return without seeing the treasure mountain?
As an orphan, Ning Weimin not only went to college in his previous life.
Moreover, he immersed himself in the speculative industry, followed others and learned how to pick out the pie, and actually managed to achieve some success.
This in itself proves that he has a high IQ and is quite adaptable to society.
This ability, to put it bluntly, means that one has a more vivid mind and is good at speaking.
In addition, he is a time traveler, and his vision and knowledge are far beyond this era.
After thinking about it, it was not difficult for him to find that he had an advantage that he could take advantage of - a Beijing household registration.
It is also easy to understand that if blind people want to survive in the capital, they will inevitably face the same shortage of non-staple food and light industrial goods as Old Man Kang.
So instead of retreating despite the difficulties, Ning Weimin faced them head-on and took the initiative to try to negotiate with the "general".
His proposal was to exchange some limited-purchase distribution materials that could only be purchased through grocery stores in exchange for the "mining rights" of the garbage dump.
Not to mention, the facts proved that Ning Weimin saw things accurately and really grasped the key to solving the problem.
You know, what these blind drifters who have no home to return to are most afraid of being interrogated and deported.
Otherwise, why would these people go to a garbage dump far away from the city to make a living?
And you don’t care about the odor and the odor, so you have to live near a garbage dump?
This group of people, apart from selling scraps, don't even dare to enter the city easily on weekdays. They only go to small shops in nearby villages to buy things.
Not to mention the restricted items, they even lack ordinary soy, vinegar, oil, salt, and candle batteries.
In fact, I couldn't refuse this suggestion even if I wanted to. It was simply a wish.
They hit it off right away, and the only thing the "general" emphasized was to keep Ning Weimin's mouth shut.
He was asked to agree not to reveal the situation here and not to recruit others.
In this way, Ning Weimin temporarily became a member of the garbage dump by providing purchasing services, and began to help the homeless people bring things from the city every day.
For this reason, he was given a convenient nickname among the gang - "Purchasing".
It cannot but be said that although picking up rags here will result in hard work, you will still make a fortune.
It's a huge difference from spending half a day in the city digging through trash cans and only getting some waste paper.
Those factories are so generous, they are not willing to throw away any precious things.
Lead lumps, aluminum plates, copper wires, iron plates, iron chains...
The garbage dump is like a small hardware factory, where you can get whatever you need.
Ning Weimin sold more than seven yuan in one day, and as he gained more experience, he made more and more every day.
But the bad thing is that the blind people like to take advantage of him, and they face him as an outsider in the form of a gang.
So almost every time he brought something, Ning Weimin always suffered a loss and had to make up for it.
It means that the more things he buys for the blind people, the more he loses.
Like this time, the things Ning Weimin brought were the orders placed by the blind people yesterday.
Soy sauce costs 15 cents, vinegar costs 14 cents, two bottles of white wine cost 2.6 cents, a dozen white wax costs 30 cents, and berberine costs 46 cents.
He paid a total of three yuan and sixty-five cents in advance, plus an industrial coupon.
But the "general" listened to his report and finally handed him only three dollars in dirty notes.
The words he talks about are even more irritating.
"Just give it a small change, and you'll have to pay the management fee."
And this is precisely the reason why Kang Shude gave Ning Weimin his final words before leaving the house.
I'm just afraid that he is too young and energetic to handle things clearly, so he can't help but be angry and take things seriously.
But to be honest, Old Man Kang was worried for nothing.
Since he was making a living in a side job, Ning Weimin had to deal with sperm from all walks of life every day in his previous life.
Not only did he already understand that he should pretend to be a grandson when he should be a grandson, and he should be a grandpa when he should be a grandpa.
He is also good at grabbing meat from other people's bowls when his peers are not paying attention, making it undetectable.
And he especially likes to trick people, asking people to help him count the tickets and treating him as a good person.
Now I have been hanging around in the garbage dump with this bunch of blind people, working together for ten days, and I have almost grasped the situation that needs to be figured out.
So today Ning Weimin decided to change the way of playing and make money back.
"I won't take the money. When I leave, can we just exchange it for copper?"
"How to calculate?"
"It's based on the purchase price. You have a scale, right? Once you've weighed the portion, just convert it."
"Okay, that's it."
To be honest, "General" couldn't understand why Ning Weimin wanted to do such a thankless thing.
So deep down I feel that Ning Weimin is a fool.
But for him, it's not bad.
Not only did I save my calf muscles, I had to go to the scrap collection station two kilometers away, but I also avoided the danger of being interrogated by the police.
So I agreed anyway.
And this probably means that the realms of people are so different.
In fact, who is stupider than whom?
People who regard others as fools are often the real fools themselves.