One hundred yuan, for Li Manjun, who doesn't have a dime in his trouser pocket now, is a real huge amount of money.
How to use it to generate more money is what she needs to consider now.
Li Manjun took the money and entered the department store, but did not buy herself a beautiful dress as her mother told her.
Looking nostalgically at those stylish jeans and vests, Li Manjun decisively took out twenty yuan, handed it to the teller, and asked for twenty kilograms of sugar.
Fortunately, it has been ten years since the reform and opening up, but due to the lag in the townships, the real reform was only in the mid-1980s. Even if Li Manjun had money, he would not be able to buy these twenty kilograms of sugar just a few years ago.
It was still early, only 3:30 in the afternoon, and the Liu Yan siblings were still in the countryside and had not returned. Li Manjun walked towards Liu Yan's house carrying twenty kilograms of sugar.
There was no one at home, but the kitchen shed just had the hasp fastened randomly. Outsiders didn't know it, but Li Manjun knew it well. He flipped the hasp out of the keyhole, and the lock was not locked at all, and he opened the kitchen door smoothly.
Li Manjun put down the candy and planned to do something big in the two days before the Dragon Boat Festival!
After hiding the candy, reattaching the lock, and looking carefully to make sure that no one was paying attention to him, Li Manjun left Liu Yan's house and walked around the bus stop sign.
I didn’t see Boss Liu collecting toothpaste skin. He didn’t come before the time was up.
However, at the scrap collection station behind the stop sign, two husband-and-wife owners were busy packing the scraps.
Li Manjun stood outside the door and watched for a while, then walked in to inquire about the price.
Soda bottles and wine bottles cost 20 cents each, paper shells cost 50 cents a pound, scrap copper costs 3 yuan a pound, and scrap iron costs 50 cents a pound.
Hearing this, Li Manjun suddenly realized that no wonder so many people like to steal manhole covers and wires, and the price of copper and iron recycling is indeed high.
"Where are the duck and chicken feathers?" Li Manjun asked.
When the lady boss saw that she kept asking questions and asked about so many categories, she suspected that she was a colleague and her eyes became unkind.
"Are you buying or selling? We are busy!" The landlady said impatiently.
The busy male boss also stopped his packing work and looked over, both of them were very alert.
These days, waste acquisition is a type of making a lot of money. Most people would never think that there is so much money to be made in this seemingly slovenly job. Therefore, people who work in this industry are also very keen. They are afraid that someone will find out that they are making money and follow them.
Compete yourself.
Especially in Heather Town, the cake is so big that if there are two more people, everyone will not be full.
There have been several waves of scrap collectors before, but none of them lasted as long as the one behind the bus stop sign.
Li Manjun guessed that this mom-and-pop shop should have better channels and eliminate the need for middlemen to make profit differences, which is why it can last so long.
However, things like channels are taboo, and she didn't come here to inquire about this offending thing.
"I just want to pick up rags and earn some pocket money or something, so I came here to ask." Li Manjun spoke in a kind and polite tone, and the couple looked better now.
If you're not a fellow traveler, then it's okay.
"Our family doesn't collect duck or chicken feathers. We only collect hard goods. These soft goods are collected by Liu Datou. Well, it's in the alley across the street. He hangs around there at four or five in the afternoon. You can go and ask yourself later.
." The landlady introduced enthusiastically.
They all know each other in this industry and will introduce business to each other.
"By the way, how many do you have?" the landlady suddenly asked again.
What do you mean? Li Manjun lied without blushing, "There are some, too. Why, do you accept the large quantity?"
The couple exchanged a look, showing the shrewdness and calculation of a businessman. Li Manjun did not reject it. Doing business was a matter of everyone's own ability, and she would not suffer any loss.
The landlady said: "If you have a lot, take fifty cents or one tael for all, no, six cents, but if it's all done, don't take anything with a grain of salt."
"So those with stalks are all fifty cents and one tael?" Li Manjun asked.
The landlady choked and nodded as if forced, "Yes."
"Okay, then I'll come to you if I have more." Li Manjun said with a smile.
But she didn't leave. Her eyes fell on the metal utensils in the big plastic bucket behind the male boss, "What are those? The style looks very special."
"Collected scrap copper and scrap iron," the male boss replied.
As expected of a businessman, the couple smiled and told Li Manjun that these things could be washed and used, and asked Li Manjun if he wanted to buy some.
"Look at the edges of your eyes. If you close your eyes, take them away. If you don't, forget it." The proprietress said, and quickly tied up another bundle of waste paper shells and threw them on the shelf with a bang.
His arm strength was really strong. Li Manjun secretly marveled and walked towards the big plastic bucket. There was a thermos bottle inside, the inner tank was intact, some paint was peeled off, and the outer plastic shell was dark and dirty.
There are also many enamel basins that have been repaired and repaired with toothbrush head glue and are no longer usable.
Li Manjun wants to find one to use as a chamber pot. She really doesn’t want to experience the excitement of getting up at night to go to the toilet again.
Li Manjun rummaged for a while, and at the bottom of the vat, he took out a heavy bowl that was dark and indiscernible.
It is round, about thirty centimeters in diameter, fifteen centimeters deep, narrow at the top and bottom, and has a fat belly.
It's the right size and depth, and with a lid, it's the perfect chamber pot.
The landlady's eyes were sharp. When she saw Li Manjun's interest, she immediately said: "This iron bowl was brought from an old ruined temple in the countryside. I heard that the temple was built during the Qianlong period and has been used for hundreds of years. It can control the house!"
Girl, you have great taste!"
Li Manjun was happy, "I just thought about using it to make a chamber pot. This bowl is worth three kilograms of iron at most. If you buy it for four and a half yuan, I will take it. If you don't sell it, forget it."
He naturally put the bowl down, but before Li Manjun could put it down to the end, the male boss grabbed it and weighed it. It was three pounds and six taels, "Five dollars and four, you take it, I won't earn you a penny."
Li Manjun said in her heart, I believe you!
The bid was, "Four and eight dollars."
"Five two!"
Not salty but not bland: "Four eight dollars."
"Five yuan is enough for the head office, no more!"
Li Manjun sighed, counted out four yuan and eighty cents and handed it over, "Four and eighty cents, I took it."
When the male boss wanted to accept something or not, Li Manjun simply stuffed it into his hand, picked up the black bowl and turned away.
The couple didn't stop them and just walked out, saying that they were at a huge loss.
Li Manjun still said the same thing: I believe you are a ghost!
By the way, I asked the landlady for a piece of worthless tattered bed sheet to carry the dirty bowl, and strode towards the alley opposite the bus stop sign with the bed sheet on my shoulder.
After waiting for a while, Liu Yan and her brother came back sweating profusely. The bag Liu Cheng was carrying was bulging, and Liu Yan's candy jar was empty.
"Manjun, why are you here? Aren't you...on a blind date?" Liu Yan said the last three words in a low voice for fear of being heard. She was still a little shy, "That's it?
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Li Manjun nodded and only said that he would meet in the city after the Dragon Boat Festival. He didn't want to discuss this matter any longer and delay his earning money, so he took the two of them to Boss Liu, who was also known as Liu Datou by the couple at the scrap station, and sold today's toothpaste skins.
