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

Two antique owners who were worth a lot of money were actually willing to lower themselves to help clean up the scraps.

Jiang Chen found this quite interesting.

"Then thank you two bosses."

The young lady at the front desk was frightened, and she led the way cautiously.

Through narrow corridors.

Come to the utility room of the hotel.

There are a lot of goods coming in and out of the hotel every day, so there is naturally a lot of waste left, such as paper shells, plastic bottles, wine bottles, etc...

The young lady at the front desk opened the door of the utility room and said, "Everything is here. You can pack it up. Then call me at the front desk."

"Okay, got it."

Jiang Chen responded.

Then he stood at the door of the utility room and scanned.

[Item]: Neatly stacked cardboard boxes.

【Details】: Modern paper products made from wood pulp...

[Value]: 34 yuan.

. . .

[Item]: A pile of cans.

【Details】: Modern aluminum products...

[Value]: 11 yuan.

. . .

[Item]: Iron wrench.

[Details]: Tools...

[Value]: 10 yuan.

. . .

In addition to some waste products, there were piles of wine, drinks, cleaning tools, and kitchen tools stacked in the utility room. It was very messy anyway.

Li Xiuhai next to him curled his lips: "This job is really not easy."

Yang Fugui put the double-eared silver pot in a safe place with distress, then rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile: "Stop talking, let's do it! It's a small job!"

Say it.

Three people stepped forward to sort it out.

About twenty minutes.

All the items in the storage room that could be sold as scrap had been packed away by the three of them. All they had to do next was to call the lady at the front desk and weigh and calculate the money in front of her.

Li Xiuhai volunteered: "I'll call that little girl over."

After watching him leave, Jiang Chen checked the waste products again.

suddenly.

A piece of information floated to him.

[Item]: Customized kitchen knife.

[Details]: A kitchen knife made of fine steel, exclusively for restaurant use; wrapped in the People's Daily newspaper of October 1, 1949...

[Value]: 30,000.

Jiang Chen's heart moved.

In the corner of the storage room, there are some kitchen utensils piled up, including kitchen knives, spoons, pots...

And this information worth thirty thousand is in that corner.

Jiang Chen walked over.

Squat down.

Pick up a cardboard box from a pile of kitchen knives.

After opening the packaging box, a heavy kitchen knife slid out. In order to prevent the kitchen knife from injuring people during transportation, the merchant even wrapped the blade of the kitchen knife tightly with several pieces of newspapers before leaving the factory.

Take out the newspapers one by one.

Expand.

There are four newspapers in total.

Two 23-year-olds;

One is 21 years old;

One from 1949.

Only the newspaper from 1949 looks a little yellow.

The other three are bright and shiny.

There were two footsteps approaching in the distance. The lady at the front desk stood at the door of the utility room and asked, "Have everything been packed away?"

Hearing the noise, Jiang Chen calmly put the kitchen knife back, stood up and said, "It's all packed up. Check to see if there's anything your store still needs. If there's no problem, I'll weigh it."

The lady at the front desk came over and checked it carefully.

"No problem, let's weigh in."

"OK."

Jiang Chen responded.

Get the lever scale immediately and start weighing.

Not long after, a price was arrived at: "It's 135 together, how do I pay for it?"

"Just go to the front desk and pay." The lady at the front desk said.

Just when the front desk was about to lead the way, Jiang Chen suddenly pointed to a pile of kitchen knives in the corner and asked, "Are these kitchen knives specially customized for your hotel?"

The lady at the front desk stopped, looked back, and said, "Yes, but these kitchen knives are not waste, we still use them in the store."

Jiang Chen rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "I heard that restaurants have very high requirements for kitchen utensils. Ordinary kitchen utensils on the market can't meet the requirements of restaurants, so restaurants will find factories to customize them. The kitchen knives they got are very easy to use, and they just happen to be mine." My kitchen knives have curled blades and can’t even cut bones. Can I buy one from you?”

Hearing this, Li Xiuhai on the side also suddenly realized.

"Yes, everyone says that the kitchen knives in restaurants are very easy to use! If so, I would like to buy one too!"

Seeing that both of them wanted to buy it, Yang Fugui, of course, had to be more gregarious, and said: "You have all bought it, so I will buy a handful too. Anyway, it will be used in my kitchen sooner or later."

See all three people clamoring to buy kitchen knives.

The lady at the front desk was in trouble.

"Let me ask the manager, I can't make the decision on this kind of thing."

"Okay, call the manager. I know him very well."

Yang Fugui suddenly felt confident.

Because his Yipinzhai is nearby, every time a friend comes to visit, Yang Fugui will come to this restaurant to take care of business. He is already a regular customer, and the manager cannot refuse to give him this favor.

that's the truth.

When the hotel manager saw that it was Yang Fugui and knew that he was an old customer, he smiled without saying anything and said, "Hey! It's just three kitchen knives! If you three like it, we'll sell it! Haha! These kitchen knives are customized in our store. It’s 68 yuan a handful, please give me the purchase price!”