In addition, Meng Tao also paid special attention to one thing that Sun Shouwang said, there are hundreds of small and medium-sized waste collection stations in the city, but there are only four large-scale acquisition stations capable of waste processing.

Just as 80 percent of the wealth is concentrated in the hands of 20 percent, more than 50 percent of the profits of the waste industry in Rongyang City go to these four large collection stations, and the other hundreds of small and medium-sized waste collection stations and waste pickers share the other 50 percent of the profits.

Therefore, the profits of doing large-scale waste collection stations can be imagined, which is not counting, in addition to the inherent profits, they also enjoy the state's environmental protection subsidies, which is a lot of money.

During the banquet, Meng Tao also asked Sun Shouwang why he didn't cooperate with others to open a large-scale acquisition station, and in Meng Tao's feeling, it should not be a big problem to operate with Sun Shouwang's ability.

Who knew that Sun Shouwang shook his head with a wry smile when he heard this, and told Meng Tao that it was not as easy as he thought, and that in addition to the large scrap collection station that requires a lot of bonuses and connections, another difficulty is that it will be jointly suppressed by the existing four scrap stations.

The cake is so big, one more person will eat others will definitely eat less, and some people in Rongyang have wanted to break the existing pattern of the scrap acquisition industry before, but they lost a lot of money.

In addition, the four purchasing stations shot from the upstream, and pressed the paper mills, steel mills and chemical factories through their relationships, and no one dared to collect the materials of the purchasing station. Since then, no one has ever thought of this.

Meng wants to think of himself from the scrap station that was forced to close down in Sun Shouwang's mouth, if the plastic crushing function opened after the system is upgraded to the third level is the plastic processing of large waste recycling stations, if you want to gain a foothold in Rongyang, you must have to pass the hurdle of the four major acquisition stations, otherwise you will not be able to play the new function. What should I do? Meng Tao had a little headache.

Whatever, there will be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and then we will talk about it. Meng Tao naturally doesn't like to compete, and he couldn't think of a good way after thinking about it for a while, so he simply didn't think about it. Anyway, now I have an income of nearly 10,000 yuan a day.

"God, it's best to bless me to find a book of martial arts secrets, and it would be even better if it was a secret book for cultivating immortals. In the yard, Meng Tao was talking to himself while rummaging through the pile of waste paper.

Since the last time he accidentally found seven hundred-yuan bills in the book, Meng Tao has been addicted to turning over old newspapers, old magazines, and old books, and there are two thick stacks of books at the end of his bed, all of which are turned out of the waste paper pile, what Tang and Song poems, poems, and scriptures, and Harry Potter have all them, and there is a gold scale under his pillow that has been worn out.

There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book. Meng Tao firmly believes that the first ancestor to say this sentence must have picked up a silver ticket in the book, and it is likely that he has also seen the golden scales.

Hey, there is even a book of quotations? Opening a stack of newspapers, Meng Tao suddenly saw a quotation wrapped in red plastic from below, the plastic skin is dark red, a little hard, very old, in the middle is a five-pointed star, and there is a line of words below: Quotations of the Great Leader.

I flipped through it, it was full of classic slogans of that era, and just as Meng Tao was about to put down the quotations, a photo suddenly fell out of it, which was slightly larger than a matchbox, black and white, and surrounded by semicircular gear patterns.

Perhaps because of its age, the yellowed photograph shows a young couple holding a newborn baby.

The man wore a military uniform with a five-pointed star on his head, and the woman wore a floral white shirt with two thick braids, and her face was full of happiness. There is a line in the lower right corner of the photo: 100 days of patriotic soldiers. The date is May 6, 72. It seems that this is a 100-day photo of a child who doesn't know whose family.

Add the photo back into the quotations, Meng Tao continued to rummage, he didn't forget to shake all the magazines and books, half an hour later, a little disappointed Meng Tao took a stack of newspapers and quotations for the past two days back to the room, paralyzed, and didn't find anything valuable.

In the third year of high school, he spent every day in the papers, and Meng Tao had developed the habit of reading with things in his hands, and the habit was still biased towards reading paper newspapers.

Throw the quotation on the pile of books at the end of the bed, wash your hands, lie down on the bed and pick up the newspaper, and live a leisurely life.

Time passed, and Meng Tao's daily scanning volume basically remained at about five tons. It took two hours, one hour at noon and one hour in the afternoon.

The reason why Meng Tao did this was to leave a way for other waste pickers to live, and on the other hand, to protect himself, if all the waste products in a city were gone, it would definitely arouse suspicion. For the sake of safety, Meng Tao even stipulated that he could not scan the same place at the same time for three consecutive days.

Sell scrap once every two days, and seven fixed purchasing stations rotate, but every week Meng Tao will take care of Sun Shouwang's business, these days of contact, for Meng Tao to help relatives take care of the scrap warehouse to earn tuition and living expenses, Sun Shouwang has never doubted.

Sun Shouwang can be a man, and every time he comes, he will bring some daily necessities and fruits and vegetables to Meng Tao, although it is not valuable, but it is always a heart.

Meng Tao is now using the eighty percent new double-door refrigerator was sent by Sun Shouwang, Meng Tao originally wanted to pay, but Sun Shouwang glared: "Brother, you will be angry when you are a brother like this again, how much can it be worth when the waste is collected?" Meng Tao had no choice but to give up. After going back and forth like this, the relationship between the two began to really get acquainted.

"Hey, hey, hey......" In the morning, Meng Tao, who was soaked in sweat, moved and jumped in the yard, waving his fists like the wind, and the sandbags tied to the stump in the northeast corner were dangling, and on the ground on the side, there were a pile of red bricks that had been split in two.

Half a month of hard training has finally paid off, and now Meng Tao's moves are not only flowing upward, but even the intensity of his strikes has been greatly improved, at the cost of the bloody scabs on Meng Tao's knuckles, elbows and knees.

The reason why Meng Tao practiced desperately, the stimulation on Qingliang Mountain was on the one hand, the most important thing was that he was taking precautions, Meng Tao was thinking about the long-term, with the upgrading of the system, his wealth will definitely accumulate more and more, and after reaching a certain point, there will inevitably be people who covet it, and it is impossible for him to ask bodyguards to take care of him 24 hours a day, so his own toughness is the last word.

A week ago, when Meng Tao found that he could split a red brick in half with one palm, his enthusiasm for martial arts training suddenly rose to the highest height, coupled with his martial arts dream when he was a child, various reasons combined together, which made Meng Tao dance when he heard the chicken and started the journey of masochistic martial arts training.