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Chapter Ninety-Third

"Xiao Li, wait a minute, can you follow Xiao Shen to other departments to see if there is anything else that needs to be disposed of? Our office space is not spacious to begin with. If you get a bunch of useless items, you should clean them up as soon as possible. Already."

"It saves a bunch of old stuff, which not only takes up space but also affects the image of the office."

A short-tongued man, when Lao He looked at Shen Lin again, he always felt that this naive young man was good-looking and knew how to do things, so he started to help him organize things.

"From now on, we will keep all the used newspapers, books, etc. in our department and give them to this little comrade."

After eating a piece of ice cream, the feeling is naturally cooling to the heart. Xiao Li felt that this icy and refreshing taste was so refreshing, and immediately agreed happily: "Don't worry, leave this little thing to me!"

With Xiao Li taking care of him, Shen Lin's business became much easier.

In just half a day, Shen Lin pulled his flatbed truck and ran back and forth to the scrap collection station three times.

The sun was extremely fierce, the air was motionless, and the sunlight baked the leaves into curls and withered yellow like they were on fire.

Shen Lin's back was soaked with sweat, and he even felt that his exposed skin was aching from the sun.

However, as he moved and unloaded things, Shen Lin's pocket began to become more and more bulging, especially when he sold a batch of useless discarded books to the scrap collection station. Shen Lin made a lot of money during that trip. Got two dollars.

Although I was tired, I also made money.

It's bitter on the body but sweet in the heart. The money I make this day is much more than working in the workshop.

If this momentum continues, I will be able to open a waste recycling station independently.

Then, rely on the recycling station to open a second-hand repair shop specializing in recycling discarded household appliances.

Let your superb craftsmanship show off!

A clear business plan has emerged in Shen Lin's mind.

The more I think about it, the more motivated I become.

In this life, I must let my wife live a good life no matter what!

"Xiao Shen, this is an electronic classroom. They don't have many discarded newspapers."

After working all afternoon, Xiao Li came to the last office and said, "Maybe you will be disappointed this time."

"Brother, you have helped me a lot." Shen Lin said sincerely: "Look at you, you don't have any official airs, and you are so approachable to me, a plain-headed commoner. I am really lucky!"

When Xiao Li was called "leader" by Shen Lin, he was startled and sighed to himself, what kind of leader am I? However, this sense of superiority of being looked up to by others was like a clear stream, blowing a crack in his heart. , very useful.

He immediately smiled complacently and said, "It's okay, isn't that what it should be? If you have anything to do in the future, just come to me."

While talking, Xiao Li knocked on the door of the electronic classroom.

As Xiao Li said, the electronic classroom not only has fewer people, but also fewer newspapers and used books. A stack of newspapers and magazines adds up to less than thirty kilograms.

The young man in charge of receiving Xiao Li and Shen Lin had already heard about Xiao Li and the others using money from selling scraps in exchange for ice cream.

Now that I can't even replace the scraps here with a popsicle, I can't help but feel a little anxious.

After wandering around for a while, he said to the person sitting in the middle of the office: "Brother Zheng, let's sell that old antique. Keeping it is of no use and it only takes up space."

The man called Brother Zheng was a middle-aged man in his thirties. He pondered for a moment and said: "That old antique can't even be repaired by a repair shop. How can a young comrade want it?"

While talking, he led Shen Lin to a warehouse, where a bunch of things were placed crookedly.

In one corner, there was an old, worn-out radio.

It was almost covered with dust. In the warehouse, the color could not be seen clearly. The young man said: "This old antique has only been broken for three or four years. How much can you give me?"

Shen Lin looked at the old-fashioned radio with English letters, which was still an imported product, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Come whatever you want!

However, at this time, Shen Lin did not show his surprise. He pretended to be honest and said: "If you sell it as scrap, the price will not be high, but it would be good if you put this thing in my house to bluff people."

"What do you think if I give you fifty cents?"

"Fifty cents? If it's not broken, I won't give you fifty yuan." When the young man said this, he hesitated and said, "Forget it, you can take it!"

It's broken anyway, so it's useless to keep it, so it's better to cash it out.

With the scorching sun above his head, Shen Lin drove the car home. At this time, he felt as if he was about to fall apart.

However, the eleven dollars and twenty cents in his pocket, coupled with the old radio in the car, filled Shen Lin's heart with joy.

In the early 1980s, the monthly salary of an ordinary factory worker was only about 40 yuan.

This also includes bonuses and benefits.

It can be seen from this that the level of profit contained in the waste recycling industry is high.

The only drawback is that they only accept cash, no tickets.

After all, in this planned economy era of shopping by ticket, tickets are the hard currency.

If you don't have food stamps and meat stamps, you have to be prepared to be stabbed when you buy something.

However, this kind of days will not last long. With the deepening of reform and opening up, the national economy is getting better day by day. Starting from the mid-1980s, the country is gradually abolishing some bills. It was not until 1993 that after the full liberalization of grain and oil, the 40-year policy was implemented. The long-standing era of ticket shopping has come to an end.

He came to the butcher's shop with joy, ready to buy some meat, but the door of the butcher's shop was already closed.

Shen Lin, who was a little disappointed, was just about to think of other solutions when he saw someone coming to him carrying a basket and saying, "Do you want fish?"

fish!

Shen Lin looked at the man in his thirties with a simple and honest face and said, "How did you sell it?"

"Give me one yuan or five kilograms of food stamps for this fish." As the man spoke, he opened the lid on the basket and saw a big carp weighing three or four kilograms in a pot filled with water. Swimming in the porcelain basin.

The wild big carp is lively and energetic.

Shen Lin's heart suddenly became hot. Lu Xiaorong was in need of nutrition now. Buying this fish was better than buying meat.

"Okay, I want it!"

Carrying the fish and walking home, Shen Lin felt very satisfied.

Today I will use my craftsmanship to reward my wife.

As the sun set, Lu Xiaorong walked mechanically towards home. The experience of this day made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

The two most difficult words to say in the world are borrowing money.

The sarcastic remarks from relatives and the rolling eyes from colleagues are still vivid in my mind.

Although she gritted her teeth tightly, tears still couldn't help but flow down her face.

But this is not what worries her the most. What makes her most uncomfortable is how to face the landlady. She has owed rent to her for such a long time. If she doesn't pay, it is really unreasonable.

What should I do? What should I do?

Do you rely on your own man?

As soon as this idea arose in Lu Xiaorong's mind, Lu Xiaorong felt a little discouraged. If a man can be relied upon, a pig can climb a tree. No one can be relied upon in this world, but Shen Lin...

Why can't I be stubborn like my parents and marry such a bastard?

Just when all kinds of thoughts were rolling in Lu Xiaorong's heart, as soon as he walked into the corridor, he smelled a tangy fragrance. This fragrance made Lu Xiaorong's stomach, which had not eaten for a long time, couldn't help but growl. .

Whose family is making fish soup here?

Thinking of fish soup, Lu Xiaorong instinctively licked her lips. All she could do at this time was lick her lips.

Looking back, the last time I ate fish was a few months ago, and the food stamps at home were running low.

He moved up the stairs mechanically. The fish soup smelled so good! Lu Xiaorong suppressed the desire in his heart and gently opened the door.

Maybe if I eat something, I won’t be so greedy!

But when Lu Xiaorong opened the door, she was surprised to find that the aroma of the fish soup suddenly became more intense.

The fish soup is stewed at home!

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