Chapter 3 Sale of Scrap Products
After coming to the house, Ou Ye talked to his parents, and after talking for a while, his mother He Zi and his sister went to cook, and my sister had to go to work in the afternoon. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Why are you so careless? I don't know where to look when I cross the intersection. ”
Seeing that his mother and sister went to the kitchen, Ou Ye's father Ou Tian blamed Ou Ye, just now his wife and daughter were next to him, Ou Tian didn't say anything, now there are two people, Ou Tian blames Ou Ye.
"Dad... I'm a victim, and besides, it's not my fault, it's the other party who ran the red light. ”
Hearing Ou Ye say this, Ou Tian didn't say anything more, but still arranged for Ou Ye to pay attention.
Ou Li went to work in the afternoon, Ou Ye accompanied his parents at home for an afternoon, after dinner in the evening, Ou Ye was ready to go back, it was not that there was no place to rest, this is a two-bedroom house, my mother slept with my sister, Ou Ye slept with my father, I can still live, but it is just one night, Ou Ye does not want to live, and my parents are separated from each other, besides, I still have something to do tomorrow, and at nine o'clock, Ou Ye will go back.
Back to his residence, Ou Ye did not sleep, but hurriedly packed up a tricycle, as a professional scrap collector, these things are still there, the original one I don't know if it is in the traffic police force now, but Ou Ye is not going to want it, Ou Ye knows that it must have been scrapped.
Ou Ye's place of residence, in the northwest of the imperial capital, is more remote here, the rent is cheap, Ou Ye's place is two houses and a small courtyard, one is to live by himself, one is to put some valuable waste, the yard is also to put waste, but now there is nothing left, two days ago Ou Ye sold all the waste.
The next morning, Ou Ye got up early, ate a little, and prepared to go out.
In this way, the collection of waste began to walk the streets and alleys.
"Collect the scrap, collect the scrap."
"Collect old furniture, old appliances."
"Computers, TVs, refrigerators, washing machines are sold."
"Old books, old newspapers, scrap copper, and rotten iron were sold."
"Old mobile phones, broken mobile phones, and unused mobile phones are sold."
Recorded in advance in Ou Ye, the sound in the speaker, just like this floating on the streets and alleys of the imperial capital, of course, not the whole imperial capital, just near Ou Ye's residence, streets and alleys, villages, communities, these are all places where Ou Ye is going.
Originally, Ou Ye used to squat in the community, but then he was snatched away by others, and there was no way, Ou Ye could only run to collect scrap.
This can't be blamed on others, only Ou Ye himself, Ou Ye squatted in the community, is a relatively large community, there are more than 20 residential buildings, and they are all high-rise residences, there are a lot of waste products every day, Ou Ye only has a flatbed truck, back and forth to run several times, in order to pull the waste back.
Later, a truck driver came and robbed Ou Ye's business, and the price charged was higher than Ou Ye, Ou Ye knew that the price he charged was not profitable, he just wanted to squeeze Ou Ye away.
Ou Ye didn't want to give him vicious competition, so he left.
"Xiao Ou, come here and pull these broken cardboard boxes away."
Just when Ou Ye pedaled a tricycle and passed by a small supermarket, the proprietress of the small supermarket stopped Ou Ye.
"Okay."
Ou Ye agreed, got off the tricycle, and pushed the tricycle over.
The owner and the proprietress of this small supermarket, Ou Ye know, and Ou Ye is very familiar, it can be said that the people on this street, Ou Ye are very familiar, as long as there is waste, they are sold to Ou Ye, because Ou Ye is more fair, other waste collectors are used scales, and some male 3 or male 4 scales, Ou Ye uses a small pound.
Male 3 scales and male 4 scales, that is, 3 catties or 4 catties are counted as a catty, Ou Ye is more fair, a catty is a catty, so everyone sells waste products to Ou Ye, and this street is basically Ou Ye's old customers.
Ou Ye used to open all the broken cardboard boxes, and then tied them together, there were really a lot, there were five or six bundles.
After getting this, Ou Ye shouted inside.
"Boss, it's all done, you come out and take a look, I'll weigh you."
"No need, you can do it yourself, just tell me as much as you want."
The proprietress of the small supermarket didn't even come out, so she shouted inside, which was a reassurance to Ou Ye.
Ou Ye took down the small pound and gave it to the scale, and the waste collected in the imperial capital was all by kilograms, saying that a pound is actually a kilogram.
After the night passed, the broken cardboard box was loaded onto the tricycle and walked in, the proprietress may be busy this time.
"Boss, it's 140 pounds in total."
In fact, there is still a difference of 2 catties, but this thing is not valuable, Ou Ye gave a whole number, Ou Ye took out 56 yuan and handed it to the proprietress.
"Yes, this number is more auspicious, thirsty, right? Come and drink a bottle of water. ”
The proprietress took out a bottle of green tea from the refrigerator and handed it to Ou Ye.
Ou Ye was not polite, so he took it and drank it.
Although it's already October, it's still a little hot, and I've been busy for a long time just now, and Ou Ye is really a little thirsty.
"Scrap is becoming less and less valuable nowadays." The proprietress said with emotion;
"yes, but we can't do anything about it."
Ou Ye took a sip of water and said;
"Boss, you're busy, I'll go first."
"Okay, you go, I can't delay you from earning money."
If you want to talk about the current scrap price, it is true, two years ago, just like this broken cardboard box, a pound can be sold for 1 yuan, now it is only 4 cents a pound, and scrap iron or something, it turned out to be more than 2 yuan a catty, like a better scrap steel bar or something, can be sold for 3 yuan, or even more than 3 yuan, now, the best is more than 1 yuan, and even some scrap iron is only 8 cents and 9 cents.
Walking to a place where no one was, Ou Ye put the broken cardboard box he had just collected into the space ring.
"137 kilograms of broken paper were found, 2 taels of copper were found, and 5 taels of iron were found, is it for sale?"
No, isn't it a broken cardboard box, it's right to say that the paper is broken, but how can there be copper and iron? That's right... There are nails on the cardboard box, so this should be it.
"Sell."
Everything disappeared in an instant, but it showed that 7 yuan and 1 cent of silver came out, broken paper was 1 yuan a kilogram, copper was 50 yuan a kilogram, and iron was 3 yuan a kilogram, this price was too high, is this completely the price of the previous two years.
1 tael of silver is 200 yuan, 1 tael of silver is 20 yuan, and 1 centiard of silver is 2 yuan, which means that these things were sold for 142 yuan just now, which is really a lot.
"Machine Spirit, come out for a moment."
"What's wrong?"
"Ji Ling, the price of your copper is 50 yuan a kilogram, and iron is 3 yuan a kilogram, is it the same as iron?"
"Yes, whether you are good steel or bad iron, the price is 3 yuan."
"Really... That's great, the price is fair, but your gold is only 200 yuan per gram, isn't that right? Now the gold is more than 300 yuan and 1 gram? ”
"What's wrong, the one you said is the price at which it is sold as a commodity, if you sell it, it is this price, I don't believe you try it."
I really don't know this European night, but I bought it, I bought it, I sold it... He really hasn't sold yet.