As Long As You Are Not Allowed To Go To School, You Can Go Crazy In Anything You Do

The system's beep sounded directly in Qin Mo's mind.

Qin Mo couldn't help grinning when he heard this voice.

In fact, for Qin Mo, this is the most important thing.

Whether you can make money by picking up rags is secondary.

Whether it’s the audience in the live broadcast room or the photographer.

At this time, they all felt that Qin Mo was worried about having nothing to lose.

I would rather pick up rags and earn some money than waste time.

But how do they know?

Even if it’s just picking up rags!

With a system in place, the gains are huge.

Along with the first system prompt sound.

In the following time, the notification sound in Qin Mo's mind never stopped.

He pulled out a cardboard from the trash can.

"Ding, the host picks up rags and gains experience in identifying and screening waste!"

A can was found.

"Ding, the host picks up rags and gains experience in identifying and screening waste!"

I picked up a plastic toy that no one else wanted.

"Ding, the host picks up rags and gains experience in identifying and screening waste!"

A kind person even handed over a mineral water bottle...

"Ding……"

Just half a day.

The beep keeps going.

Let’s not talk about the system prompt sound for now.

But in the eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room.

Qin Mo has been busy for half a day.

Such a scene was seen by the audience in the live broadcast room, including the photographer.

They couldn't help but sigh.

"He can really persevere!"

“In the past half day, I have gone through countless trash cans!”

"His bag is almost full!"

"...It won't work if it's full! It doesn't cost much!"

"Money is not the point! The point is to look bad."

"Yes, yes, my son is also sixteen or seventeen years old. You let him pick up rags? He has more dignity than you!"

"There was a little girl looking at him curiously just now, but he didn't react at all!"

"Children of this age need face the most, but he doesn't care at all..."

Just because of this mentality, the audience in the live broadcast room began to admire Qin Mo.

Of course.

This still does not stop them from wanting to see Qin Mo sleeping on the road.

While sighing, I was even more curious.

"How much can he sell for this bag?"

"Ten dollars to hold on!"

"Haha, does he think he must have earned a lot of money because he is so diligent?"

"I just want to see how dark his face is after he sells these scraps and earns a few dollars!"

The joy of schadenfreude was evident on the faces of the audience in the live broadcast room.

But what everyone doesn't know is.

Qin Mo picked up so many things, he didn't know how much he could sell them for.

But at this time.

In his eyes, these waste products have become different.

For example, the mineral water bottle in front of me is as simple as it can be!

Before Qin Mo saw this thing, he had no idea at all.

But now, ideas naturally pop up in my mind.

"...Material PET, when the quantity is sufficient, open the package, remove labels, sort, clean, crush, granulate! Or chemical fiber drawing! It can be used as PET raw material, or make cloth..."

What should be done.

What are the specific parts?

It was all very clear in Qin Mo's mind.

In addition, the quality of the material, the way it is processed, add!

All this is in Qin Mo's mind.

Another example is an iron piece.

Recycling, refining, processing...

Likewise, everything is extremely clean.

Even if it's a fruit core dropped by someone else.

This seemingly useless thing, Qin Mo can think of various ways to decompose it into compost and even other ways.

It can be said that these so-called waste products have completely changed into something else in Qin Mo's eyes.

All this is unknown to others.

Of course, Qin Mo in front of him saw that the woven bag was full after he had been busy on the road.

It just so happened that there was a scrap collection station not far away.

Qin Mo walked over casually.

"Boss, look at how much I can sell these things..."

The items Qin Mo picked up were of various categories.

The owner of the scrap station sorted them roughly.

Then put some things on the scale.

Finally, he said to Qin Mo.

"You don't have enough of these things. I'll give you eight yuan! This kind of mineral water bottle won't even cost you a dime..."

Earned eight yuan after half a day's hard work?

The audience in the live broadcast room laughed happily at this time.

"Haha, just eight yuan?"

"Oh, I'll go!"

"Come on, come on, look at the expression on his face!"

"Yesterday I was making 30,000 yuan a day, but today I am only earning 8 yuan? Such a gap...my stomach cramps with laughter!"

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