Disassembling System: Begin With Scrapyard Alchemy

"Actually, I think you can get it for fifty cents a pound. After all, it doesn't cost anything."

Huang Junjie was a little puzzled about Cheng Xu's pricing.

"Our profit margin is also quite large. If we can make them a little more, we can make more money. In this big summer, it is not easy for those old people."

He also explained patiently.

Listening to his words, Huang Junjie nodded, agreeing, and then he raised his eyebrows and said:

"Then do you want to add more points? It's not less than this or two."

Cheng Xu shook his head with a smile and rejected his proposal, but not because it would increase the cost.

"You're oversimplifying things, and this price is actually the same as if you pay a cleaner."

"Ah? What does this have to do with salary? I don't study much, so don't lie to me."

"For example, if you are a fool and have a lot of money, and you think it's not easy for the cleaners in the company, you want to raise your salary a little bit, from 2,500 to 3,000. That's fine, but if you add more, you're doing bad things with good intentions."

"how to say?"

"If you love throwing coins."

"You just throw coins!"

"If you increase the salary of cleaners to 5,000, then the salary higher than the market rate will inevitably attract younger and more competitive groups to compete, and those older cleaners may not even have the opportunity to work. "

After listening to the example given by Cheng Xu, Huang Junjie suddenly became enlightened.

"It makes sense, Brother Xu, if we set our prices too high, it will be easy to attract those organized second-order dealers, and these old people will definitely not be able to compete with them."

Cheng Xu nodded and gave him a teachable look.

Money is the first driving force, and those scavengers who received Cheng Xu's call have mobilized the living forces around them one after another.

Whether it's a trash can, or their own home, or their home, they have searched all over the place where they can get used batteries.

After just one day, people who came to Cheng Xu to sell batteries filled his small yard.

"Don't worry, everyone, I will take as much as I have today, and I will weigh them one by one."

Cheng Xu put a big basin on his scale, and everyone who came to sell the battery would pour the battery into the basin and weigh it.

After working in this business for so long, some tricks have to be guarded against, and the ghost knows if they have something else in their pockets to weigh.

"My dear, this is too much. I have never seen so many batteries in my life."

Huang Junjie sighed as he looked at the piles of batteries.

"It was like this at the beginning, and it was much less later. Most of these batteries should be in stock."

After a whole day, the waste batteries in the yard piled up into a hill, and Cheng Xu also spent 2,000 yuan.

As for the income of these batteries, Cheng Xu has probably calculated it.

Nowadays, the most commonly used disposable dry batteries are zinc-manganese batteries.

The main ingredients in it are zinc, manganese dioxide, zinc chloride, etc. He also checked the market of these things on the Internet.

Zinc metal is the most expensive, with an average price of 28,000 per ton. Then there is high-purity manganese dioxide, which is about 17,000 per ton. Zinc chloride is slightly less, but there are also 10,000 per ton.

There is another thing that needs to be mentioned separately, that is, the most harmful substance in the battery, mercury.

Although the content of this thing is small, it is highly poisonous and expensive. Among these things, it is the only one sold in barrels like oil. A 35kg barrel can be sold for 600 dollars, which is about 60 yuan per kilogram.

In short, the spent batteries collected for more than 2,000 yuan can be roughly doubled by seven or eight times after being decomposed by Xu.

It was getting dark, and the two of them were too tired to do this. It was really not easy.

But they both still had smiles on their faces, fighting for their own careers for the first time, which felt much better than working for someone else.

"Let's go, have a good meal!"

Although he hasn't earned any money yet, he should not treat himself badly if he should be rewarded.

Huang Junjie didn't choose any big restaurant. The two chose a stir-fry restaurant in the town and ate it.

The business of this shop is very good. It is seven or eight o'clock and there are still many people eating here. From the appearance, it can be seen that most of them are migrant workers in the vicinity.

"The dishes are ready, you can eat and drink well."

Cheng Xu actually likes to eat the rice in this fly restaurant. Although the quality of the rice is not very good, he can eat a lot of rice every time.

I ordered a few stir-fried dishes, all of which are heavy oil and heavy salt. After all, most of the people who come to eat here are doing manual work and need this.

"A touch for our career success."

The two of them each have a bottle of soda in a glass can, which is especially fun to drink in this summer.

When I came back from dinner, it was completely dark, and Cheng Xu was not in a hurry to dispose of the batteries.

After all, it is not so reasonable to say that someone came to take these goods away at night.

Wang Qiulan also called this afternoon and asked Cheng Xu when he was free to pick up the goods. He also set the time for tomorrow afternoon.

There is only one thing to consider now, and that is where will these things go?

"Forget it, I'll find Uncle Zheng when I have time another day, he has a long way to go."

On the other hand~www.wuxiahere.com~ Zhang Ying is also quite curious about her son who disappeared one night and only came back. After all, he hasn't played games all day, and looking at his gray clothes doesn't look like he's going to an Internet cafe.

But she didn't ask, her son is so old, he should have some freedom of his own.

The mother didn't ask, but the son couldn't help it. For the first time, Huang Junjie couldn't hold back his desire to share.

"Mom, why don't you ask me why I went today?"

"Just say it if you want, I don't care."

Zhang Ying pressed the remote control without looking at him, pretending to be inattentive.

"I'm going to start a business with Cheng Xu, and today is the first day."

After holding it for a few seconds, he still didn't hold back.

Zhang Ying, who was pretending to be watching TV, couldn't help but turn her head and ask:

"Isn't Cheng Xu going to college? Why did he start a business with you?"

It's okay for his son to mess around casually, and it's not good to delay Cheng Xu's studies.

"Mom, it's like this..."

Huang Junjie also told her the ins and outs of the matter.

"Anyway, I'm not against it, but it doesn't matter if you make money or not, you can't damage your body."

"Got it, Mom, money is something outside of you. I still understand that."

"Also, you can't do some illegal things to make money!"

In the waste collection industry, Zhang Ying can't give much experience, but the things that should be emphasized still need to be said.

When Huang Zhigang came back from work, Huang Junjie had already fallen asleep.

He was still a little surprised when he heard that his son's room was no longer the same as he used to play games.

"What's the matter, son? Go to bed so early today?"