Chapter 522: A rag collector will never be able to turn over a new leaf in his life

Chapter 522: A rag collector will never be able to turn over a new leaf in his life

Chapter 522: A rag collector will never be able to turn over a new leaf in his life
the next day.

"morning!"

"morning!"

"I haven't seen you for a few days. You seem to be in high spirits now!"

Li Kailang looked at Bai Xiuwen, whom he hadn't seen for several days. He didn't know why, but after the National Day, Bai Xiuwen's mental outlook seemed a little different.

I feel like I'm much more confident than before.

"Really? Why didn't I feel it?" Bai Xiuwen touched his face.

"How can you possibly feel that something good is going to happen recently?" Li Kailang asked secretly.

"No, it's still the same."

Li Kailang smiled and said, "Oh? Really? I don't think so."

Since Bai Xiuwen didn't say much, Li Kailang didn't talk about this topic any more.

"Okay, I'll talk to you after get off work. I have to hurry to work."

After separating from Li Kailang, Bai Xiuwen also rushed to work at the scrap collection station.

As soon as he arrived at the scrap yard, he saw a wide variety of scraps, and Bai Xiuwen couldn't help but nod his head.

These waste products will soon become treasures that can make money for you.

"Morning! Xiaobai!"

"Morning, Master Xiao!"

"Morning, Brother Wu!"

"morning!"

People who were standing there also came to work one after another.

After saying hello to everyone, Bai Xiuwen began to prepare to go out. He had been here for more than two months and had almost mastered the work flow.

"Today is the same as always. I will complete the task first, and then study hard in the afternoon. I will try to master it as soon as possible."

When Bai Xiuwen thought about making money as an apprentice, he felt excited.

During this period, I have learned maintenance skills from the masters in the station and have acquired about 40% to 50% of the skills. If I study for another month or two, I should be able to learn it.

After that, I can learn from Li Kailang. It will be just a matter of time before my maintenance skills surpass those of the masters, and then I can make money.

Just as he was thinking about his better life in the future, warehouse keeper Uncle Lin woke Bai Xiuwen up.

"Xiaobai, the stationmaster wants to see you and asks you to go to the office."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Lin."

Bai Xiuwen put down the tools in his hands and went to the office.

dong dong~
"Come in!"

"Stationmaster, you're looking for me?"

"Sit down." Wang Chengcai extended his hand to signal, "Xiaobai, you have been in our station for more than two months. How is it? Are you used to it?"

Bai Xiuwen nodded repeatedly: "I'm used to it. Everyone is very nice to me. I like working with you all."

Looking at Bai Xiuwen's sincere expression, Wang Chengcai nodded with satisfaction.

"How have you been learning from the masters recently? If you have any difficulties, just tell me and I will help you solve them."

"No, I'm learning pretty well. I'm making progress."

"It's good to see progress." Wang Chengcai nodded and said, "Xiaobai, you are a young man in our station. You are energetic and eager to learn. I am very optimistic about you."

"In the eyes of others, our waste products are just garbage that they look down upon, but we know that our products are much better than those produced by other factories."

Bai Xiuwen nodded repeatedly. Which factory could give out dividends every month and make extra money? He would make a lot of money from this business.

"Once you have learned all the skills, these waste products in our station can be turned into treasures. They are all treasures. Then you will make a fortune."

"Yes, Webmaster, I will try my best!" Bai Xiuwen responded loudly.

"Hmm~" Wang Chengcai nodded with great satisfaction, "Xiaobai, I have high hopes for you. I hope you can keep up the good work!"

"Go ahead."

"Okay." Bai Xiuwen said goodbye and left.

Wang Chengcai opened the drawer, revealing a document inside. On the cover of the document was written "Turning Waste into Treasure".

"What a pity. Bai Xiuwen still needs to learn some more skills. Otherwise, I can do it myself."

"If I do well, maybe I can get a promotion to a higher position."

"Oh~ I hope Bai Xiuwen can really do something useful."

He, a scrap dealer, is doing well in the station, but staying here is useless. He is still young and doesn't want to waste his time here.

Wang Chengcai’s current situation is a bit like the situation of Liu Guangqi’s father-in-law and Zhang’s father.

It’s just that one is the top leader and the other is the second in command, but it’s equally difficult for them to get promoted.

"If I get promoted, maybe Bai Xiuwen can really take over my position."

Bai Xiuwen had no idea about Wang Chengcai's plan, and started preparing for the work after returning.

After completing all preparations, Bai Xiuwen rode his bike out of the scrap station and started collecting scrap from street to street.

"Collecting junk, collecting junk~"

Someone heard Bai Xiuwen's voice and waved, "Hey, young man, here, here, I have something here, do you want to take it?"

While the eldest brother was speaking, he was looking around, as if he was afraid of being discovered.

This made Bai Xiuwen wonder, who would sell scrap like a thief?
But never mind, he only collects junk.

"Show it to me. I only take in junk."

The eldest brother quickly dragged a sack over, and before he could even think about anything, he said, "Young man, let me make this clear. Once this sack is open, if you can take it, take it. If you can't, just pretend you didn't see it."

Hearing this, Bai Xiuwen realized that the things in the bag were not simple.

Normally, anyone selling junk would have this kind of reaction.

After thinking about it, Bai Xiuwen still didn't want to take the risk, "Brother has said so, I am not ungrateful, so forget it."

After saying that, Bai Xiuwen immediately turned around and left without even looking back.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't go. I was just joking. Why don't you take a look before you leave? Maybe there's something you like."

Upon hearing this, Bai Xiuwen felt that the things in the sack were of great importance, so it was better for him not to get involved.

He is not like Li Kailang, who has sufficient capital to buy strange and exotic things.

He was just an outsider who had just settled in the city. His family was not even stable, so how could he take risks?

Thinking of this, Bai Xiuwen decisively rode his tricycle away from this dangerous place.

"Alas, it's been so long since I left. If I had known, I wouldn't have said anything."

The eldest brother sighed, opened the bag, and revealed several gorgeous porcelain pieces inside.

"This old man is really something. Why did he keep these porcelains? Paintings and calligraphy are better than this."

The eldest brother was afraid that he would be arrested and sent to labor camp because of these porcelains, so he wanted to sell the hair as scrap.

I want to smash these to pieces, but I can't bear to do so. After all, they are antiques and I can make some money from them.

Unfortunately, Bai Xiuwen didn't fall for it at all.

Bai Xiuwen left the place of trouble, patted his chest, and took deep breaths: "I was so scared, I almost got screwed."

After this incident, collecting waste became much smoother.

He received a lot of glass bottles, scrap copper and iron, paper shells and other waste, filling the truck bed. Bai Xiuwen looked at the truck bed with satisfaction and said, "We have successfully completed today's task. I will not be driving in the afternoon. I will go back to continue my study and practice."

The task cannot be completed in excess, it only needs to be completed according to the standard. Otherwise, if more is collected, the plan will increase and you will be isolated by everyone.

Bai Xiuwen looked up at the time. It was still quite early. He could ride the tricycle back to the station and go home to make lunch for Bai Chi.

Thinking of this, Bai Xiuwen immediately rode back.

"Hey, rag collector, wait a minute!"

Just as I was about to leave, I saw someone waving and saying hello in the distance.

Seeing this, Bai Xiuwen didn't waste any more time and rode his bike over to collect it.

"Wait a minute, young man. I'll get the junk."

"Okay, I'm not in a hurry."

Bai Xiuwen got out of the car and walked around to stretch his body.

The ladies who were gossiping nearby saw Bai Xiuwen and unconsciously shifted the topic to him.

"Look at this rag collector. He collects rags today, collects rags tomorrow, and will always be a rag collector in the future. He will never be able to turn his life around in his lifetime."

As he said this, he pulled his son's ear and sternly shouted, "You should study hard in the future. Don't be like this rag collector. You should study hard and have a promising future."

"If you dare to collect junk in the future, I will break both of your legs. Don't ever recognize me as your grandmother again! Do you hear me?"

"Ah~" The child screamed in pain and tried to break free, but he obviously couldn't, and instead made himself more painful.

"Did you hear me?"

"heard it!"

Seeing this, the old lady loosened her hand, and the child immediately left this sad place crying.

Seeing this, the other ladies also planned to go back and warn their grandchildren.

"Collecting garbage is just collecting garbage. It's not right. You make yourself stink all day long. The right thing to do is to study hard and become a college student."

"That's right, you can earn some money collecting waste. My son is really good. He is a first-class worker in the factory and earns more than 30 yuan a month. He is really good."

"The salary I earn from collecting scraps for three months may not even be as much as my son's two-month salary. The difference is huge."

"You are still better. Your son is a worker in the factory. He is much better off than my son. My son works in the supply and marketing cooperative. That job is very tiring."

The ladies kept talking to each other, belittling Bai Xiuwen and showing off their son's work, as if this would make him so angry that his face would turn red and he would run away in shame.

But Bai Xiuwen did not do as they wished. He stood there calmly, waiting for someone to bring the junk.

But he thought to himself: "I only make thirty-something yuan a month, so I am no worse off than your son. When I finish my studies, I will earn more than your son."

Besides, which factory can distribute dividends like a scrap yard? Every scrap collected is making money.

Thinking of this, Bai Xiuwen couldn't help but raise his chest slightly, feeling very proud of this job.

"It's all here, young man."

Bai Xiuwen planned to buy them at the normal price. He glanced at them and suddenly thought of something.

"A toothpaste tube is 4 cents, two shoe soles are 6 cents, a beer bottle is 5 cents, and scrap iron is 4 cents per pound."

The woman listened to the offer, her eyes slightly opened, and her eyes were a little surprised: "The price has increased?"

"Well, the price has gone up a little recently." Bai Xiuwen nodded solemnly, as if it was indeed the case.

"Okay, okay, the price has gone up, and I can use the extra money to buy some candied haws for my child."

The woman didn't know about Bai Xiuwen and those ladies, she just felt that she was lucky today.

On the contrary, those aunties who spoke ill of Bai Xiuwen blushed, looked at each other, and communicated with each other's eyes in the void.

It seems to be saying 'go or not'.

There were only a few people's eyes flickering, and no one dared to go, especially the one who started to insult Bai Xiuwen, whose face turned blue and purple.

You just praised someone and he starts licking your face right after. Does he still have any face?

"Haha~ I can't play with you." Bai Xiuwen kept an eye on them, looking very proud.

Bai Xiuwen calculated the price, gave it to the woman immediately, picked up his things and prepared to leave.

Seeing that Bai Xiuwen was about to leave, some people couldn't sit still anymore, "If you don't go, I will go. Reputation is not as important as money."

After saying that, he immediately called out to Bai Xiuwen, "Young man, young man, wait a minute, I have some at home too."

"And me, I have one at home too!"

Seeing her sisters betraying her, the old lady's face turned pale.

But he didn't want to go against the money, so he stood up and shouted.

Seeing that they had lost all their dignity, Bai Xiuwen felt that he had finally gotten some relief, but he was still not satisfied with just that.

"Oh, you are too late, my car can't even fit in. I'll try next time."

"Oh, there's no room for it. I see there's still some space. If we squeeze in, we can still put it in. Wait a minute. I'll go home and get it right away."

"Oh, there's really no room left. Maybe next time."

"No, that won't work. Next time the price won't be the same. Let's just go together."

"Yeah yeah."

Bai Xiuwen pretended to be embarrassed: "There really is no room. How about this, I'll come alone this afternoon. Is that ok?"

Afternoon? Afternoon, what the hell, if I let you go, the price won’t be the same in the afternoon.

The ladies were naturally unwilling to let him go, but Bai Xiuwen insisted, "Don't worry, I'll come this afternoon. I really can't put it down. If I put more, the things will fall out."

"My car will be broken by then. Don't worry, I will come in the afternoon! You see, I have no money on me."

The last sentence, "no money", was the real killer, and the ladies had no choice but to give up.

"We agreed that you must come this afternoon."

"Of course, of course." Bai Xiuwen nodded repeatedly. He was finally out of the sea of ​​suffering. He immediately pedaled his tricycle and quickly moved away.

"Come? Come for what? You want to make some money from me? You're dreaming!"

In the afternoon, Bai Xiuwen stayed at the scrap yard to learn technology and never went out, leaving those old ladies waiting eagerly, hoping that Bai Xiuwen would come.

Only then did he realize that Bai Xiuwen had tricked him.

After work, Bai Xiuwen went straight home.

After dinner, Bai Xiuwen packed his clothes, took his bath ticket, and planned to go to the bathhouse.

A few idle aunties finished their meal and sat in the yard chatting. When they saw Bai Xiuwen, they couldn't help but point at him.

The aunties looked at Bai Xiuwen's back, and chirped quietly.

"Collecting waste is not a good job. There is no future at all. It makes you dirty and smelly all day long. Which girl would dare to marry him?"

"Yes, he has a younger sister, no money and a burden. Whoever wants to marry him will have to suffer."

"If I hadn't followed Li Kailang every day, no one would know him if I hadn't told him."

Listening to the aunties' chirping, Bai Xiuwen, who had had an experience before, disagreed, "How dare a bunch of unemployed people criticize me?"

Bai Xiuwen was too lazy to refute them. He just wanted to live his own life. What other people said was none of his business.

But one day, Bai Xiuwen started to take it seriously.

"Getting married? There's no rush. I don't have any money right now, so I'll save it first. And my sister, I'll have to wait until she's older."

"When I learn the technology, that's when I'll make money. It's still unclear who will make the money by then."

Thinking of this, Bai Xiuwen held his head high, chest puffed out, and strode out of the yard with his head held high.

(End of this chapter)