Let You Collect The Waste! Waste! Do You Understand? !

I heard that Jiang Chen was willing to accept it, but this time my aunt was stunned: "Are you really accepting it?"

"Take it! But the price of your product, which is mixed with water and gravel, must be lower. Can you accept it?" Jiang Chen changed his attitude and asked in a friendly manner.

Think for a moment.

Auntie nodded:

"I can accept it. I think you are a very honest young man, so I'll give you a bargain."

"Okay, Auntie, I'm happy."

Jiang Chen tidied things up.

I gave a slightly lower price, weighed all the scraps, and calculated the price.

Seeing Jiang Chen so down to earth.

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't stand it anymore.

——[Oh no, what an ntr player. 】

——[What kind of plane are you doing? They’ve all been plotted against you, so why bother accepting it? 】

——[Is there anything I can’t understand? Didn’t No. 95 say that the price he charged was lower than the market price, and overall he didn’t suffer a loss? Moreover, No. 95 needs to make as much money as possible. Mosquito legs are also meat, right? 】

——[It’s so frustrating! No more watching, brothers! 】

——[I didn’t watch it either. I went to live broadcast room No. 24 to watch the young lady giving the big brother a massage. 】

After weighing the paper shell and plastic.

The next step is to weigh scrap metal.

Jiang Chen picked up a plastic bag and poured all the beer bottle caps into it. The Mickey Mouse medal was also thrown into the plastic bag as scrap metal by Jiang Chen.

Just when Jiang Chen was about to weigh himself.

The aunt suddenly became tense and stepped forward to stop her: "Wait a minute, young man, I thought you were a real person! You actually want to take advantage of me?"

Hearing this, Jiang Chen put down his scale and asked in confusion: "What's wrong, auntie?"

I saw.

Auntie stretched out her hand.

Take the Mickey Mouse medal out of the plastic bag.

She held it in her hand, stared at Jiang Chen's face and said righteously: "You have the nerve to throw this thing in and weigh it? You are a waste collector, don't you know what this is?"

Jiang Chen asked calmly: "What is this?"

The aunt said categorically: "This thing is copper. Can copper and iron have the same price? Copper is much more expensive than iron. Do you understand?"

Jiang Chen curled his lips, "Auntie, it's not pure copper, it's made of copper-chromium alloy. The recycling price is so high that it's only a little more than iron. Look again, there's a plastic decoration with Mickey Mouse's head on it. I I have to give you this bit of plastic at the price of iron, am I at a loss?"

Hear this.

The aunt touched the medal dubiously.

Found this to be true.

So he threw the medal into the plastic bag sheepishly and explained awkwardly: "I looked at the yellow-orange color and thought it was copper. Hey, my granddaughter bought this at a flea market. How could I know that at my age?" These, okay, okay, let’s calculate them based on the price of iron.”

"You might as well say it is made of gold, haha. After all, this pile of iron costs 5 yuan, the paper shell costs 18 yuan, and the aluminum can costs 27 yuan..."

Jiang Chen is very good at arithmetic.

In the blink of an eye, the price is 79 yuan.

"Cash or?"

Jiang Chen packed his things and asked.

"Prestige." The aunt smiled and took out her mobile phone and opened the payment QR code.

Jiang Chen doesn't write ink either.

Scan code.

transfer.

He turned back downstairs with the scraps and loaded the car.

Done in one go.

As his aunt watched, Jiang Chen rode a three-wheeler to the nearest scrap collection station and moved everything off the car to weigh it.

The boss of the purchasing station held the waste in his hands and guessed the problem based on experience.

"Little brother, there is something wrong with your stuff. Are these paper shells mixed with water?"

Worthy of being an old expert.

You'll know there's a problem as soon as you start weighing it.

Jiang Chen took the initiative and said:

"I know, so if you give me the price of water, it's not a big deal."

In line with the principle that mosquito legs are also meat, the boss nodded and ordered his coolies to start weighing. Finally, he calculated all the scraps in Jiang Chen's carriage, totaling 102 yuan, and transferred them to Jiang Chen through his prestige.

Deduct costs.

Jiang Chen spent an hour and made a net profit of 23 yuan.

After disposing of the waste, Jiang Chen got on his tricycle and continued on his way.

——[After working hard for an hour, you only earn 23 yuan. Even if you work for 12 hours without eating or drinking, it is only 276 yuan. 】

——[According to this trend, the income is definitely at the bottom among a hundred players. 】

——[Damn, it’s 23 yuan an hour, I only get 20 yuan an hour! I can't go on to this forced class, I have to collect scraps! 】

——[Look, what Jiang Chen is holding is the Mickey Mouse medal he just received from the supermarket aunt. 】

——[Really, I thought he sold this thing too. 】

Jiang Chen turned the accelerator with his right hand and sped on the road.

The left hand plays with the Mickey Mouse medal repeatedly.

The audience can clearly see the details of the medal through the camera on his chest.

There is a plastic Mickey Mouse head on the front of the medal, with "Disney" engraved on the bottom, and the date 1928 on the back. It looks dirty and patinated, but Jiang Chen couldn't put it down.

"I picked it up right after I fired it. I'm lucky. I can make another income by selling this thing."

Now.

Jiang Chen wants to find a place to get rid of the medal.

After all, Jiang Chen is not a Disney collector, so there is no point keeping this medal. He might as well exchange it for real money and use it as his professional income.

——[Pick up something missing? Is this the medal? 】

——[Damn, it’s just a pack of pulp toys, who’s going to take it? 】

——[Jiang Chen is really crazy about money. He sells the collected scraps as treasures. He really deserves it. 】

——[Don’t say it, don’t say it, it’s a good deal. You can collect things as garbage for a few cents and sell them for a few dollars. This is a tenfold profit. It’s almost as good as smuggling arms! With such a huge profit, it would be unreasonable for Jiang Chen not to win! Manual doge~]