Chapter 64 The Silver Legend of the Garbage Station
After putting Qin Huairu down, Yi Chuanzong said hello to the uncle and ran out again.
Today is the first day of October, and there is still a day off tomorrow. This is a rare free time. When I saw the third uncle came back after catching two fish today, he felt itchy in his heart.
How could such a strong man like him be no match for a thin third uncle?
Isn't it just to take time out to play in the wild? He can do that too!
When I was in the village, I often heard the villagers chatting about wild boars that came out to destroy the fields in Mentougou.
At that time, he was only thinking about going to the city, and he didn't know much about his own strength. He also didn't think about going there to pack some meat.
After all, living in the city is the foundation of a career. He stayed there for half a month before the village leader allowed him to go to the city. At that time, he did not dare to mess around.
But now that he has a job and a place to live, and when he becomes a formal worker, he can even apply for a household registration transfer. At this time, he thought of it again.
After leaving the courtyard, without taking two steps, Yi Chuanzong saw a middle-aged aunt with a thin face at the entrance of the alley. He quickly ran over and greeted: "Aunt Li, do you know where there is a rag collector?"
He just entered the cell today. He had no time to hide at home before, so he dared to ask questions again, so he started asking after he came out.
Aunt Li said hello, thought for a while and then said: "Preaching the ancestral line? I heard that at the alley on the east side of the street, Lao Li collects rags there. I usually call him out when I hear shouts, and I don't know him.
Is it still there now?"
"Okay, thank you very much." Yi Chuanzong thanked him and walked towards the east.
"Why are you collecting rags?" Aunt Li asked quickly looking at his anxious look.
Yi Chuanzong replied casually, "I want to go there and buy something!"
After saying that, he didn't explain much and hurriedly walked over there, greeting people he met along the way.
Soon, at the end of the alley on the east side of the street, Yi Chuanzong saw a broken wooden board hanging on the wall, with three big characters written in wild cursive on it - collect rags.
Pushing open the swaying wooden door, Yi Chuanzong walked in. The place where rags were collected was not a square, but a courtyard.
It's just that this is not even a courtyard. There are only two rooms inside, and the courtyard is quite large, covering an area of 40 square meters.
In the center of the courtyard, there was a man in shabby clothes packing cardboard boxes. His attire was not much better than that of Yi Chuanzong when he first entered the city. There were even two pieces of black leather glue sewn on the shoes.
"Hey, someone is here. Want to come to my place to buy something in exchange?"
Yi Chuanzong smiled softly. It seemed that there were quite a few people coming here to buy and exchange things.
This is normal. Although the rags are rags, it does not mean that they are just a pile of garbage. Most of them are things that people do not use at home, or things that cannot be repaired after they are broken.
"I'll buy some iron, something with a pointed head!"
He has no choice. This steel belongs to heavy industry, and it is not expensive at all. There is just no place to buy it. Just like the third steel rolling mill is a public-private partnership, ordinary people cannot buy this kind of steel.
In the past, those cold weapons and the like were all put away in the early years.
When Lao Li heard that he wanted to have a sharp head, he immediately became vigilant. He was doing some junk collecting business, which was to earn some hard money. Many of the things that could be recycled would be included in the statistics again, but he couldn't do that illegal and criminal business.
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"Why do you want to buy this?"
Yi Chuanzong smiled slightly, "There are wild boars in the village. I plan to go into the mountains to look for them while the factory is on holiday. I have to find someone who can take advantage of them when I get to the wild."
When Lao Li heard this, he immediately felt relieved and asked, "Which factory are you a worker in? Which village are you going to?"
Yi Chuanzong replied directly: "I work at the No. 3 Steel Rolling Plant. I live not far away, in the courtyard on the west side. My uncle is Yi Zhonghai. Aunt Li from Wankang's family said you collect rags here.
So I came here to take a look. You want to ask about the place where the wild boars are... the Mentougou in the northwest of Sijiu City. You must have heard of it, right? That's the area."
When Lao Li heard what he said in such detail, he immediately felt relieved. As the eldest man in the compound, Yi Zhonghai's reputation was not low, and some neighbors in the surrounding compounds had also heard of it.
"Come with me, those things are expensive and I won't put them out."
Yi Chuanzong nodded slightly and walked into a room in the north. At this time, there was an iron lock hanging on the door. He should have locked it when Lao Li went out. Iron is still relatively valuable in tatters. At this time, close it
Even needles are collected from the trash.
"squeak!"
Opening the door, Lao Li said casually: "They are all inside, just look around and look for them."
Yi Chuanzong didn't care either. Now he doesn't even greet customers when he buys things at the supply and marketing cooperative. Now when he comes to the garbage station, he can only do his own shopping.
As soon as he walked in, he smelled a rusty smell, which was a little pungent. The light in the room was relatively dark. There was a pile of scrap copper and iron at the far north. It didn't look like too much, only three or four hundred kilograms.
Shen, but I must have saved these for several days.
A layer of the wall behind the iron pile had been scraped off, and the usual handling process would have been rough. This allowed Yi Chuanzong to let go of his hands and feet and start pulling.
Ding...dang...dong...just...
After searching for a while, Yi Chuanzong picked up a steel rake that was about 30 centimeters long and 40 centimeters wide. It now had a handle and only an iron rake head.
"Does this thing work?"
Yi Chuanzong thought for a moment about how he was holding a steel rake, and couldn't help but shake his head quickly. It would be better to borrow a shovel from a villager to use this thing. That thing is absolutely powerful when swung! It's just a little uncomfortable.
Ding...dang...dong...just...
After another strenuous search, I rummaged through the pile of rubbish, and found a silvery-white light unique to metal at the lowest end of the pile of scrap metal.
Yi Chuanzong's eyes suddenly lit up. It was an iron cone with a pointed end. There was a patch pressing on the back half so that he couldn't see the whole thing. But just looking at the pointed head, he was very happy.
Immediately, he pushed aside all the rubbish above.
The sound of clanking made Old Li outside frown. After being turned over by this guy, he had to sort it out again!
Over there, Yi Chuanzong has completely pulled out the awl. It is something similar to a harpoon, with a total length of forty centimeters. The three-pronged side is more than ten centimeters, and the handle of the awl is more than twenty centimeters.
The diameter of the handle is four to five centimeters and it is solid. The three-pronged side is thinner, which is a little more than one centimeter in diameter.
Three-pronged barb? What is this for?
Yi Chuanzong was a little confused when he looked at the things in front of him. It seems that this thing can't be used anywhere, right?
Then he shook his head. It didn't look like he was in trouble. He just wanted to use it as a weapon to deal with wild boars, so it wouldn't be a crime.
"Uncle Li, that's it!"
Lao Li nodded, then picked up the steel scale that had been prepared nearby, placed the fork handed over by Yi Chuanzong into the small iron plate below, and after balancing it, determined the weight, "Four kilograms, a little more than four liang, one kilogram."
Iron is two-thirds, but yours is steel, so one pound is counted as three-and-a-half."
He gestured on the ground and calculated, "The total is 15 cents, but you made such a mess for me, and I managed to collect it. The sale is more expensive than the collection, and I charge you five cents more. In total,
Two cents!"
Yi Chuanzong nodded, "No problem, I want it!"
As he said that, he took out the money directly. Two cents was not expensive, as long as it was available.