Chapter Ninety-Three: The Scrap Yard
"Brother!" shouted Cao Dong outside the door.
"What's wrong?" Duan Yun got up and pushed the door when he heard this, and walked out.
After arriving at the door, Duan Yun was stunned for a moment.
It turned out that Cao Dong was riding a brand-new bicycle at this time, circling on the dirt road outside.
"Amazing, it's a new car so soon?" Duan Yun said with a smile.
"In the past two days, my legs have been broken, and the chain and pedals are out of stock everywhere, and I only bought them in the store in ZY County yesterday when I took the bus. Cao Dong couldn't hide the joy in his heart, and said to Duan Yun: "Brother, do you think my assembled car is okay?"
"Not bad. Duan Yun nodded when he heard this, but when he turned his eyes to the plastic handlebars of the car, he suddenly asked curiously, "The color of your handlebar seems to be a little different?"
"There is only one bicycle handle in the store outside the west gate, I can't help it, I went to the scrapyard to find an acquaintance and asked for an old one, which is a little cracked underneath, but it can be used. Cao Dong pouted and said.
"Uh. Duan Yun was stunned when he heard this, but then he seemed to remember something, and asked repeatedly: "By the way, how much is the plastic purchased by the scrap station here in our factory?"
"It's okay, there's a lot of scrap metal, toothpaste tablets, waste plastics, etc. Cao Dong said casually.
"What is the price of the plastic purchased by our scrap yard here?" Duan Yun Zhengse asked.
"Two cents and two pounds, more expensive than scrap iron. Cao Dong replied.
Before taking refuge in Duan Yun, Cao Dong had made a living by stealing scrap iron and other things in the past two years, so he was very clear about the purchase price of the gear factory and even all the surrounding scrap stations.
Back then, Cao Dong used to buy two or three more dollars of scrap iron in order to get his scrap iron, and even walked several miles away to buy it at other factory acquisition stations.
"How much waste hard plastic is in our factory's acquisition station?" Duan Yun asked again.
Duan Yun can't buy semi-finished plastic products now, so when he saw the broken handles that Cao Dong picked up from the scrap yard, he immediately had the idea of going to the scrap yard to buy worn-out plastics.
Although waste plastics are also expensive these days, and there may not be many waste stations, but fortunately, Duan Yun doesn't need much now, and it is estimated that he only needs a few dozen catties, which is enough for him to use for ten days and half a month.
"Hard plastic is also plastic, it's two cents and two pounds, brother, do you have any plastic to sell at home? The old Zhang Tou of our factory scrap station is quite familiar with me, if you sell more, I can negotiate a price with him." Cao Dong thought that Duan Yun wanted to sell scrap, so he replied.
"I'm not selling, I'm trying to sell some hard plastic. ”
"Why did you buy that thing?" Cao Dong was stunned when he heard this.
"It works, anyway. Duan Yun pondered for a moment, and then said, "Aren't you okay now, go to the scrapyard with me and take a walk, I want to buy something." ”
"Cheng!" Cao Dong nodded when he heard this.
Although Cao Dong didn't know what medicine was sold in Duan Yun's gourd, since his eldest brother wanted to see it, then Cao Dong would definitely follow him.
The scrap yard at the Hongxing plant is located behind the boiler room of the bathhouse, with two bungalows and a courtyard, and an iron scale in the middle of the yard, surrounded by piles of scrap iron, broken glass and waste newspapers as high as a hill.
"Old Zhangtou. Seeing an old man wearing a forward hat and holding a glass of water sitting on the bench at the door of the scrap station, Cao Dong immediately parked the car and walked over.
"You kid is wearing a dog-like person now, and you've made a fortune?" The old man was obviously very familiar with Cao Dong, and asked with some surprise after seeing Cao Dong wearing a brand-new green military uniform.
"Make a fart fortune, you call it a muffled fortune. Cao Dong said, took out a large front door from his pocket, and handed it to the old man of the recycling station.
Others don't know, Cao Dong has a very clear understanding of the details of this scrap station.
Although the scrapyard was still state-run in those years, the old man who worked here was definitely not clean.
Although the acquisition station is clearly marked with the recycling price, it is actually very deep inside.
Do some tricks on the scales, deliberately lower the price under the pretext that things are not good, and even the toothpaste skin stolen by the child from home has to be plucked.
Although this old man didn't dare to deduct too much, but one point and two cents, a dime and two cents, a month to say the least, there are dozens of dollars, so the management of the scrap station is really a fat difference.
"Yo he, big front door, are you really rich?" After Lao Zhangtou took Cao Dong's cigarette and glanced at it, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"Okay, don't talk nonsense, my eldest brother wants to take a look at you. Cao Dong took out a kerosene lighter from his pocket and lit the fire for Lao Zhangtou, then pointed to Duan Yun who was standing behind him.
"Hello uncle. Duan Yun greeted politely.
"What's so nice about my scrap yard?" the old man was stunned when he heard this.
"Uncle, I mainly want to buy some waste plastic from you......"
"That can't be done! That can't be done!" Lao Zhangtou shook his head like a rattle when he heard this, and said: "I only buy waste here, and things can't be sold out, and I don't have this right." ”
"Fart!" Cao Dong glanced at Lao Zhangtou when he heard this, and said: "I said Lao Zhangtou, I know that others don't know about you, you ...... every night."
"Be quiet!" Lao Zhangtou saw that Cao Dong's voice was very high, and hurriedly stepped forward and reached out to cover his mouth.
"Uncle, to make it clear, I just want to buy some waste plastics from you, and I don't want much, if you have it here, we can talk about the price. Duan Yun raised his eyebrows and said.
"Forehead......" Lao Zhang looked at Duan Yun for a while, then looked at the brand-new Da Twenty-Eight standing behind him, and said after a deep sigh: "Come in and see......"
"Hmm. After Duan Yun answered, he followed Lao Zhangtou into the scrap station.
"That's the plastic we collected this week, see for yourself. Lao Zhangtou pointed to the waste products piled up in the left corner of the courtyard and said to Duan Yun.
"Thank you. Duan Yun nodded and walked over quickly.
However, when Duan Yun rummaged in the pile of waste for a while, his brows suddenly furrowed.
It turned out that most of the plastics purchased by the scrap station were unusable by Duan Yun.
Plastic leather, slippers, fake flowers......
These soft plastics cannot be reprocessed.
However, Duan Yun did not find nothing, he also found hard plastics such as worn-out plastic basins and hot water bottle shells from this pair of plastic waste.
It's just that the quantity of these hard plastics is a bit small, and it is estimated that there are not many shells, and Duan Yun has to test the insulation and high temperature resistance of these plastic products when he turns around.
But in any case, the acquisition of these plastics is very important to Duan Yun, even if it cannot be used in the shell of a household voltage regulator, Duan Yun can also be used to make an antenna amplifier protective shell, after all, the iron shell of the antenna amplifier before is too rustic......