Hearing Li Manjun say that he wanted to collect old clothes, the big guy went to find her no matter whether he had old clothes at home or not, and he didn't ask the price.

Everyone didn't ask, Li Manjun himself couldn't help but say, notified the upstairs and downstairs, and went downstairs to find a "site" to wait for everyone to deliver, borrowed the uncle and aunt's small blackboard and chalk, and wrote the price.

For the time being, the price is two cents a pound.

Mo Yang frowned, feeling that this price must be no one himself.

"That's too low, isn't it?" Mo Yang retorted weakly.

Li Manjun knew what he wanted, so he asked him to fix the point, take the scale and go to the door, and test everyone's thoughts first.

After all, it was the first time that someone had recycled old clothes, and the residents were quite interested.

Now the big guys are living better, especially in the city, and they like to buy ready-to-wear clothes more than buy fabrics to make their own, so the old clothes collected should be of good quality.

It's just that the price of two cents and a pound makes everyone feel a little uneconomical.

The old clothes that an aunt carried down a sheet were all clothes that her children couldn't wear when they were young, although they were more than ten years ago, but they looked pretty good if they were preserved properly.

But when I looked at the price of two cents and a catty, I was a little reluctant in an instant.

"Mr. Li, your price is too low, and these clothes are more than two cents just for the material." Auntie doesn't have a good airway.

Li Manjun smiled, "Seeing that your old clothes are very well preserved, then give you a high price, two cents and five cents, okay?" ”

The things are packed and carried down, and then they are brought back, not to mention the place, and they are tired.

The aunt raised the price again, and Li Manjun waved his hand, "All the old clothes can be used, they are too small and old, like the bibs of your children when they were young, I want to pick out this thing and burn it as garbage, so you can also understand." ”

The aunt sighed, "Okay, okay, then you can call it." ”

"Okay!" Li Manjun took out the borrowed scale, hooked the bed sheet, and lifted it up as a whole.

"It's a total of fifty-two catties and eight taels, I'll give you an integer, count fifty-three catties, thirteen yuan and two cents and five, okay?"

More than a dozen yuan, more than two days of small work, my aunt suddenly felt that the price was also very good.

Li Manjun also smiled: "Don't look at the unit price, it's not high, but the clothes are heavy, just a few dozen catties, it adds up to a lot of money, it's better than pressing the bottom of the box and biting the worm, isn't it?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes." The aunt counted the money handed over by Li Manjun and smiled.

Seeing this, the rest of the residents no longer hesitated to empty all the old clothes at home.

But Li Manjun doesn't give everyone the price of two cents and five cents, she will increase the price of clothes that are properly preserved, and those that are wrinkled, smelly, and even yellow are still two cents a catty.

There are also too shabby ones, broken enough to make mops, she just doesn't want them.

"Why don't you want mine?" The uncle still wanted to quibble, "Look at it, it's good, it's just a little yellow, and you can still wear it after washing." ”

Li Manjun smiled at him embarrassedly and politely, and politely refused: "Uncle, you better take it home and burn the fire, you are not called old clothes, you are tattered." ”

The neighbors came forward to take a look, and they all covered their noses and withdrew, three meters away.

Originally, I thought that Li Manjun was harsh, but when I saw the old clothes in the uncle's bag, I really hated it for the dog to make a nest, but I was afraid that he had never washed it with water in his life, and it was all out of the pulp!

The uncle was annoyed, scolded twice, and walked away in ashes.

Li Manjun motioned for the big guy to continue, and shouted at Mo Yang in the building again, asking him how the situation was over there.

Mo Yang leaned out half of his body and replied, "It's very good, it's all full of four sacks!" ”

Li Manjun weighed the old clothes of the last two residents, and the area was almost swept, plus what Mo Yang carried down from the upper floor, a total of five hundred and twenty-one catties, and the average cost was two cents and twenty-one catties.

This busy work, the time also came in the afternoon, Li Manjun called Wang Dasheng to drive over and pull things to his office.

Wait for her to come over tomorrow in person to sift through the categories.

These old clothes can be divided into three grades according to the completeness of the old and new, and when the time comes, you can give Joseph and the two a more intuitive effect to see if they can accept it.

The style of these clothes in China is not fashionable and even a little old-fashioned, but Li Manjun feels that in those areas where even cloth cannot be mass-produced, people should not mind the style of clothes.

They will only pay attention to whether the dress is warm enough to wear in winter, cool enough to wear in summer, and whether the clothes are strong.

Of course, the premise that all this can go smoothly is that Joseph and his wife can accept such second-hand clothing.

Dinner Li Manjun was set in a specialty restaurant in the downtown area, Zhao Yong got off work late, and she drove home to pick up her daughter first.

Nian Nian was nervous and excited along the way, and kept asking his mother curiously: "Mom, who is a foreigner?" Why don't they speak Mandarin? Do foreigners eat children? ”

The first two questions, Li Manjun thinks are normal.

But why do you think foreigners should eat children, baby?

Li Manjun said with a smile: "Foreigners don't eat children, and when you see a guest for a while, you have to call someone politely, my mother just taught me, do you remember it every year?" ”

Nian Nian nodded heavily and read to his mother: "When you see crooked nuts, you have to say hello, hello, hey, hey!" ”

I thought it was funny, and the little girl laughed and fell into the safety chair.

The corners of Li Manjun's mouth couldn't help but curl, her cub was so cute~

Zhao Yong went to the hotel first and waited for the mother and daughter at the door.

Wang Dasheng had already brought people in and was waiting in the private room upstairs.

Li Manjun's family of three converged at the door and walked to the private room together.

Zhao Yong was inexplicably nervous, "The first time I had dinner with a foreigner, what should I do if I speak Mandarin and they can't understand it?" ”

Li Manjun looked at him amusedly, "Didn't you go to the training class?" By the way, your codex of common phrases can be used now. ”

Zhao Yong smiled bitterly, "You know how to mock me." ”

His cheat sheet is full of Chinese translations from English, and if he really reads it, isn't that a big knife in front of Guan Gong?

Li Manjun couldn't help but smile and knocked on the door of the private room.

The door opened, and Zhao Yong saw the two tall unfamiliar faces sitting in the room at a glance, and his heart skipped a beat when he saw the two of them get up excitedly and walk over with their hands outstretched.

Fortunately, he had said in the previous training class that hugging was the etiquette for foreigners to meet, and he knew that it meant to be friendly.

But seeing Li Manjun and the two gently hugging, there was still an indescribable unhappiness in my heart.

However, less than three seconds after this unhappiness rose, two foreigners hugged him warmly.

Zhao Yong stiffened, God! Who wants to hug two big men!

With a serious face, in fact, helpless eyes looked at Li Manjun frantically: Help me, help me, help me!

Li Manjun laughed and introduced his lover and daughter in Chinese.

The translator next to him translated almost synchronously, and Zhao Yong knew that Ma De had an interpreter, which made him nervous for a long time.