After hearing Feng Kuang's words, Ye Dongping let out a long breath. He didn't expect that the scrap collection station that he had not set his sights on at first would turn out to be a cornucopia of treasure.
"Hey, Uncle Ye, do you agree to do this?"
When Ye Dongping didn't speak, Feng Kuang had been feeling quite uneasy. He was afraid that Ye Dongping wouldn't want to stay. Now he felt relieved and his face showed joy.
"Great, you can just watch here from now on while I go out to collect things. These accounts are too difficult to handle..."
For Feng Kuang, it didn't matter if he was tired or miserable, but doing the accounting gave him a headache. He had to keep accounts until midnight every day when he came back. Sometimes he felt confused even when he looked at the ghost-like book.
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"Fengzi, don't think this business is small. If it becomes big in the future, it will be amazing..."
Ye Dongping sighed. After so many years of hard work, he no longer had the student spirit he had when he was a teenager. Although this job is not very respectable, the income is very generous.
And now Feng Kuang is running alone. If he can recruit more rag pickers in the future and sell things to the collection station, the money he makes will double.
Thinking of this, Ye Dongping asked: "Fengzi, are there many people who pick up rags in this county?"
"Not many, but not many. People in the county are rich and expensive. If they don't do these jobs, the people who pick up rags are all outsiders. Uncle Ye, why do you ask?"
Feng Kuang was a little surprised by Ye Dongping's question. He was a rag collector, not a rag picker. In his heart, Feng Kuang still looked down on those who picked rags.
"Brother Crazy, you are so stupid. My dad asked you this just because he wanted you to tell the rag pickers to sell us all the things they picked up, so that you don't have to run out every day..."
Before Ye Dongping could speak, Ye Tian laughed on the side. From the change in the expression on his father's face, Ye Tian knew that his father was attracted by this place.
"Eh? Why didn't I think of this?" After hearing Ye Tian's words, Feng Kuang slapped his thigh and almost jumped with excitement.
Feng Kuang has been working in this business for more than a month and has already figured out the doorways inside the purchasing station. He knows that the prices for this private person to sell waste at the state-owned purchasing station are different from those like him who contract the purchasing station.
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For example, when Feng Kuang goes to a state-owned collection station to sell plastic, it costs 4.5 cents per pound, but when those who collect rags go to sell it, he can only buy it for 3.8 cents or 4 cents. This is the benefit of contracting.
Already.
Therefore, as long as the sealing situation can slightly increase the purchase price, even if it is a cent higher than that of the state-owned purchase station, those scavengers will surely flock to it. Once they change hands, they will make a profit in the middle of the price difference.
"Ye Tian, you are right. Although the price of their goods is a little higher, there are so many people and so much waste. Hey, I'll go find them right away..."
When it comes to doing business, Feng Kuang's brain is not very good. After being prompted by Ye Tian, he immediately understood. At that moment, he no longer cared about Ye Tian and his son, and walked out excitedly.
"Fengzi, you have a short temper, wait a minute, where are we sleeping?"
Before Feng Kuang could walk out the door, he was grabbed by Ye Dongping, "Also, how do you arrange Xiaotian's schooling? School will start in a few days..."
Although the scrap collection depot is very profitable, Ye Dongping's purpose in coming to the county town is to let his son receive a better education. In his heart, Ye Tian's schooling comes first.
After hearing Ye Dongping's words, Feng Kuang scratched his head in embarrassment, stretched out his hand to pick up the quilt on the ground, and said: "Uncle Ye, look at my temper, cough, you live in the back, there is another room behind this hall.
This is a room that I originally lived in, but from now on I will sleep outside..."
Although this scrap recycling depot looks quite shabby from the outside, because it used to be a state-owned recycling depot, the water and electricity facilities inside are still very complete.
After entering the door, in addition to the large lobby room, there is also an inner room of more than 20 square meters, which contains two beds and a square table. However, at this moment, it is piled with various debris.
After Feng Kuang put the things in the inner room, he said: "Uncle Ye, Ye Tian's school affairs have been arranged. Isn't it still ten days? Let's take him to report next week and collect the tuition fees and books.
Just pay the fee..."
When Yu Haoran helped Ye Tian contact the school, Feng Kuang happened to be running a store in the county, so he left the matter to him.
"That's good, we can't delay..."
Ye Dongping nodded, and when he saw Feng Kuang starting to help him clean up the house, he quickly said: "Okay, Feng Zi, you go and do things. I will clean up here..."
"Hey, I'll go right away..."
Feng Kuang agreed. As soon as he stepped out of the door with his right foot, he suddenly retracted it. He looked at Ye Dongping with some embarrassment and said, "Uncle Ye, what... can you give me some money? I want to ask that person
Helping the rag pickers drink..."
What kind of energy will be generated by gathering those rag pickers together? Feng Kuang has already figured it out in his heart. Since he is asking for help from others, he wants to make things happen. Drinking is naturally the best way.
This is a quick way to enhance your relationship.
"Okay, you can't save this money. Fengzi, buy a few more bottles of wine and tell the scavengers that you won't treat them badly when they sell things to us..."
Ye Dongping was also a very generous person. He immediately returned the more than two hundred yuan of loose money that Feng Kuang had given him, and said: "I don't know the specific purchase price of scraps. Don't tell me yet, Feng Zi."
How much to increase the purchase price will be decided after we discuss it when we get back..."
Ye Dongping thought further than Feng Kuang thought. The important thing for the recycling station now is not to make money, but to seize the market. As long as they can win over these scavengers, they can completely monopolize the waste recycling business in this small county.
After taking the money, Feng Kuang said loudly: "Uncle Ye, just wait..."
"This brat is so hot-tempered..." Ye Dongping couldn't help but feel happy after watching Feng Kuang push out a bicycle in the yard and disappear from sight like flying.
Although the eyes are full of waste products and the smell is not that good, Ye Dongping is in a very comfortable mood. He can feel that if this buying station is managed well, great changes will happen to his and Ye Tian's lives.
Variety.
What about being self-employed? Ye Dongping, who is thinking about it, doesn't care at all. According to the current development of society, maybe in a few years, a professor will be worse than a tea egg seller!
Seeing that his father was in a good mood, Ye Tian said with a smile: "Dad, crazy brother has a good nose and a droopy head. This kind of human being is good at calculation and financial management, and is most suitable for doing business and making money..."
However, there was one thing that Ye Tian didn't say, and that was that Feng Kuang's nose had a very large diagonal line from the bridge of his nose to the tip of his nose. People with this kind of appearance were generally wealthy people, and the hexagrams in Ye Tian's mind also showed this.
