After coming out of the hospital, Wang Ying and Sister Hong disagreed with Feng Kuang's suggestion to send them home. The security in the small county was still very good, and the weather was hot. There were many people enjoying the cool air under the street lights on the side of the road.
There is no need to worry about safety issues.
"Sister Yingying, Sister Hong, come to our house to play in the future..." After waving goodbye to the two newly acquainted sisters, Feng Kuang took Ye Tian to ride to the purchasing station.
"Ye Tian, what are you going to do with these three dollars?"
Feng Kuang grimaced while riding his bicycle. Although medical treatment was not very expensive, it still cost three yuan for medicine. In this era when the average monthly salary per capita was only thirty or forty yuan, three yuan was no longer a small sum.
Already.
After Ye Tian heard Feng Kuang's words, he thought for a while and then said: "Crazy brother, tell my dad honestly when you get back, he won't blame you..."
Ye Tian has always been like this since he was a child. He doesn't admit small mistakes and always takes the initiative to confess big mistakes. Ye Dongping has never punished Ye Tian for what he said.
Just like last year, Ye Tian and Pang Dun stole the gunpowder and gunpowder used to open the mountain and went to the reservoir to fry fish. The unlucky Pang Dun was caught on the spot by the reservoir manager. Ye Tian knew he couldn't escape, so he confessed when he got home.
Already.
Although he was fined 20 yuan by the reservoir afterwards, Ye Dongping didn't say anything and just asked Ye Tian to write a check. But this kind of understatement made Ye Tian feel even more sad. After that incident, he also honestly
A lot.
"Is this...is this okay?" Feng Kuang asked hesitantly. Even though he was a few years older than Ye Tian, he would be afraid if he did something wrong.
"It's okay, I know my dad and won't say anything about you..."
After Ye Tian took out the guarantee, Feng Kuang felt relieved. He knew that he owned the old uncle's shop in name, but in fact it was the father and son who owned it.
After returning to the acquisition station, Feng Kuang told Ye Dongping about the dispute he had with someone in the movie today. Sure enough, as Ye Tian said, Ye Dongping didn't say much. The money for Ye Tian's medical treatment was not included.
Entered the public account.
Early the next morning, the few scavengers Feng Kuang contacted pulled carts to the acquisition station. In just one day, all kinds of waste piled up in the yard of the acquisition station, and a total of two thousand yuan was spent.
Many dollars.
This shocked Ye Dongping and Feng Kuang, but they were also overjoyed and couldn't believe what they had gained this day.
You know, even though they spent more than 2,000 yuan, they could make at least four to five hundred yuan by selling these things to the state-owned purchasing station.
Moreover, the ones here today are just a few rag pickers from around the collection station. If all the rag pickers in the entire county were gathered together, even with a conservative calculation, they would be able to earn tens of thousands of dollars a year.
Not to mention Feng Kuang, a country boy, even Ye Dongping from Beijing was shocked by this number.
In this era of increasing transition from a planned economy to a market economy, Ye Dongping has fully realized that in the future society, self-employed individuals who are currently looked down upon by others but are wealthy may become the upstarts of this society.
Just like people's concept of laughing at poverty but not at prostitution, as long as you have money in the future, identity and status will follow. As for whether you are a self-employed person or an iron rice bowl, I am afraid no one will care anymore.
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There is always a goal in life that will generate motivation. After seeing the bright "money path", both Feng Kuang and Ye Dongping were busy spinning their wheels.
Feng Kuang was responsible for sending the waste to the state-owned collection station, while Ye Dongping was sitting in the collection station, sorting and sorting the waste sent by the scavengers one by one.
However, the good situation only lasted for two days. The amount of waste sent by the scavengers was greatly reduced. The total amount was only a little more than what Feng Kuang collected by himself. This gave both Feng Kuang and Ye Dongping some clues.
Not in time.
After waiting for a day, the scraps delivered by the scavengers were not enough for a truckload. Feng Kuang didn't go to the state-owned collection station today. It's not worth a trip for such a small amount of stuff.
"Uncle Ye, what's going on?"
In the evening, Feng Kuang's mood became a little low. As the saying goes, "It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from easy to frugality." The harvest of the previous two days made Feng Kuang no longer look down on his current income.
.
"Fengzi, what we thought before was a bit too optimistic..."
Ye Dongping took a puff from the low-quality cigarette in his hand and said: "Think about it, everyone's life is not rich now, and useless things will not be thrown out. They sent so much waste a few days ago, I guess
It’s what I’ve saved before. Everything is sold out, so naturally there will be less…”
The reason is actually very simple. Ye Dongping is also thinking about it. Those who pick up rags usually rarely spend money to collect scraps. Many of them are picked up. Now people are accustomed to selling scraps, so they can
You get less and less.
"Then what should we do? Uncle Ye, you are a knowledgeable person, so you should give me an idea!"
Hearing Ye Dongping's words, Feng Kuang suddenly became anxious. He had only had a dream of getting rich for two days, but it couldn't be shattered so quickly?
"Fengzi, it's not impossible..."
Ye Dongping thought for a moment and said: "Let's do this. Let's not rush to sell the scraps delivered now to the state-owned enterprises. Don't stay in the purchasing station and run to Dongcheng to see if we can sell the scraps.
Are all the people who pick up rags brought to us?"
This was what they had discussed before, but there were too many scraps delivered in the past few days, so they never paid attention to it. Now there is a break in the scrap acquisition link, so Ye Dongping brought it up again.
Although the county is not big, there are still hundreds of thousands of people living there. There are definitely not a few waste products left over from eating and drinking every day and thrown away. If they can all be integrated, I believe the number will far exceed what was seen in the past few days.
Collected.
"Hey, yes, Uncle Ye, you are right, I will go out to find those people today..."
After hearing Ye Dongping's words, Feng Kuang slapped his thigh. He didn't even bother to eat dinner at that moment. He pushed his bicycle and went to Dongcheng for a run. Most of the rag pickers were at home this night. If it were during the day, they probably wouldn't be able to find him.
Several people.
"Dad, why is crazy brother going?"
Ye Tian, who met Feng Kuang head-on, walked into the purchasing station with a puzzled look on his face. He had been ignored for the past few days and would not go home until dinner time. Ye Dongping didn't know that his son had been working all day.
something.
"You brat, you haven't been seen all day. What on earth have you been doing? School will start in a few days, so you have to calm down..."
Ye Dongping really didn't care about Ye Tian these days. He took Ye Tian to visit the head teacher once and then went to herd the sheep. Speaking of which, he was also responsible.
"Dad, don't worry. I've read almost all the junior high school textbooks. It's not difficult..." Ye Tian chuckled and brought up the food prepared by Ye Dongping.
For the past few days, Ye Tian had been squatting on a smoky street in Dongcheng where people of all kinds gathered together, watching fortune tellers setting up stalls. He didn't dare to tell his father, otherwise he would have to teach him a lesson.
"By the way, Dad, what are you doing with Brother Crazy? I don't think he looks well. What's the matter with him when he goes out..." After having just met each other, Ye Tian saw that Feng Kuang's face was a little vague and couldn't help it.
