National Tide 1980.

Chapter 818

Not only is the situation inside the Pilkardon company good, but also outside the company.

As long as they get involved with Ning Weimin, it seems that everyone's luck is good.

This is true of Temple of Heaven Park, such is the case of Tangong Restaurant, such is the case of those special arts and crafts manufacturers, such is the case of the two art colleges in the capital, such is the case of several street factories, and the case of the neighborhood in the same yard in Fan'er Hutong.

Even Sun Wufu, who collects rags, trembled after returning from his hometown this time.

You know, Sun Wufu was the first to leave Sunjiacun and come to the capital.

Although speaking, he was the worst master who got along with Ning Weimin.

But compared to ordinary people, he is now very nourished.

Every month, he is only busy with the errands given by Ning Weimin, sorting out those antiques, at least he can earn thousands of dollars from it.

This is not counting the money he collects and sells for some real rags that he collects casually to beat rabbits, which is two to three hundred a month.

It can be said that his own net worth is more than 3 yuan, and it is no problem to earn [-] yuan a year.

To say that the only bad thing about this job is that it is too busy and lacks skills.

After all, Sun Wufu just went out for a stroll on a three-wheeled ride when he collected his things.

They mainly accept small items, most of which are books and newspapers. It is not often that someone sells hardwood furniture, so it is not really tiring.

But the key is to spend time.

Not only does it take time to collect things, but it also takes time to go back and pack them.

Once a stall is set up at the gate of the fasting palace, it will take a whole day.

What's more, I'm most afraid of encountering someone who sells plank furniture and scrap ironware, or encounters some units selling scrap products in batches.

These things are expensive to earn money, but Sun Wufu really has no place to put them. The real waste products are not allowed to enter the Temple of Heaven Park.

Sometimes, he can only look at Huahua's banknotes, but he can't put them into his pocket.

For this reason, Sun Wufu felt more and more urgently in need of help.

So this time when he returned to his hometown, he was like a piece of leaven, sending out the dough in Sunjiacun.

Not only won the fear and respect of the village secretary with his wealth, but also shook hands with his former enemy Sun Shuanlu.

Moreover, he brought back four young men from Sunjia Village to help him.

Among them were relatives of my own family, the nephew of the village chief, and the son of Sun Shuanlu.

Let's put it this way, Sun Wufu has completely escaped the dilemma of a poor commander when he comes back this time.

And as long as he can support these four people in the capital, his parents, brother and sister-in-law will not suffer in Sunjia Village in the future.

It would be even more amazing if these four boys could save a little more money.

From now on, people in Sunjiacun, including Secretary Sun, will have to worship him like a god of wealth.

By the way, is this small goal difficult for Sun Wufu?
Not at all.

Sun Wufu is no longer capable, and has been living in the capital for almost ten years relying on bad food.

Now there is Ning Weimin as the backstage, neither lacking capital nor industry experience, and many people are taking care of him for Ning Weimin's face.

Then it couldn't be easier for him to find food for these people in the capital.

However, he himself knows that before doing this well, he must first solve the psychological barriers of these young people.

After all, picking up trash is a disgraceful thing, and he has to convince these young people that they are willing to stay and work hard.

So when I got off the train and set foot on the land of the capital.

Sun Wufu deliberately found a small restaurant first, and ordered eight hot fried chickens and ten bottles of beer to treat these boys.

Then, by the way, this layer of window paper was pierced on the wine table.

Needless to say, the four boys from Sun Family Village were a little dumbfounded when they suddenly came into contact with the truth from his mouth.

No one would have imagined that when they followed Sun Wufu to the capital, the errand they arranged for them turned out to be collecting trash.

It's just that in this day and age, rural children generally haven't seen much of the world, so they are inevitably nervous when they first arrive in a big city.

Even though I was wearing my best clothes, I would still feel trembling when I got out of the car, feeling ashamed, and my hands and feet were stiff.

So the situation was better than Sun Wufu expected, but these boys didn't dare to bluff, but just looked at each other, at a loss what to do.

"How are you doing? Let me know. Are you willing to follow Uncle? From now on, I will eat meat and you will drink soup. Let's hang out together..."

At this time, the waiter began to serve the beer and rice first.

I'm afraid I'm really hungry, these boys just swallowed hard looking at the white rice.

Sun Wufu's sister-in-law's nephew, Han Dazhuang, spoke first, but it was only about eating.

"Uncle, I have a big appetite, this meal is not enough..."

"Eat it first, add more if you don't have enough, and then there will be cooking later..."

Sun Wufu didn't care about that, so he asked him first. "Hey, tell me first, are you willing to stay?"

Han Dazhuang was forced to the corner, and he could only reluctantly accept the meal in terms of face.

"Then...if you can control your hunger and bring me to live in the park, I'll do it..."

"It's certain that you can live in the park. I have a job in the park, but you don't, so I can only live outside..."

This aroused Han Dazhuang's grievance.

"Uncle, since you have a job yourself, can't you find it for us?"

Sun Wufu beat immediately, "The water in the capital city is very deep, as deep as the sea. You fainted when you came here. Can you still find the north? Find a job for you? Why do you come here? First, you have no skills, and second, you have no education. If you don’t have an account, where do you want you?!”

Han Dazhuang was disgraced by the training, but Pan Erzhu, Sun Wufu's nephew, could not help expressing his dissatisfaction with the strength of the same hatred.

"Then... that can't let us just collect the trash?"

"What's wrong with collecting trash?" Sun Wufu rolled his eyes, "You kid thinks your uncle is busy with this job. I also do this..."

"Come on, uncle, who are you going to coax! Can you pick up your appearance after collecting the rags? Are you more decent than the village chief? You eat better than the pig butcher in our village?" Sun Liuwu, the nephew of the village secretary, obviously didn't believe it. .

But Sun Wufu was amused by this and laughed, and his dissatisfaction with their ignorance disappeared.

"You guys, you are fucking fools. Let me tell you, the best way to get a foothold in the capital is to eat bad food. The way here is very deep. I don't tell ordinary people."

Then he told a few boys about the great world of collecting rags in the capital.

In his narration, this is already a special organization composed of outsiders in the city, a business where countless people eat and earn money.

This class of people is particularly complex, but they are all farmers and blind people from all over the country, and they live scattered in the urban-rural fringe of east, west, north, south.

Those who are newcomers are inferior people, they are purely picking up junk, the most pitiful.

You can only carry a snakeskin bag and an iron hook, rummage through trash cans along the street, or go to the trash dump in the suburbs to pick them up.

They are lonely ghosts, and they must be hungry if they are hungry, but they can have something to eat, and they can earn a dozen or 20 yuan a month in a good month.

Moderate people don't pick up rags, but collect rags. Once they reach this point, they have entered the Tao.

This requires introduction and placement, as well as a certain amount of capital.

You can pull a shelf cart or pedal a tricycle to walk across the streets.

Buy whatever you meet, you can earn five or six yuan a day, and if you are lucky, you can earn ten or eight yuan.

The best people are those who can not only collect things but also sell them.

Sun Wufu himself belongs to this class, that's why he lived such a decent and nourishing life.

But he is still struggling, he is advancing towards a higher goal, he has begun to take care of fellow villagers and cultivate middle-class people.

"...You silly boys, you are not satisfied yet. You don't need to pick up junk when you come here. I will arrange food, drink and accommodation for you, and buy you a tricycle. I will take you by the hand and teach you how to do it. You don't know. What is a blessing, right? Do you feel ashamed of collecting rags? You still want to compare with me and find a job? Then why didn’t you just live in the city? If you really don’t like it, go shopping in the capital for a few days, and I’ll sell you tickets Send it back. How is it?"

Accompanied by Sun Wufu's education sentence by sentence, several young people bowed their heads in shame,

"Uncle, I'll stay."

What Sun Wufu didn't expect was that his former enemy, Sun Changshun, the son of Sun Shuanlu, figured it out first.

"Uncle, you brought me to see the world in the capital, bought me a bus ticket and invited me to restaurants. I can't be ignorant, not to mention that my father said that you are the most capable person in our village. I will follow your arrangement."

Following him, he also helped Sun Wufu persuade others, "Uncle is right, coming to the capital to do this is better than farming. The grain of an acre of land can be sold for a few dollars, but doing this is five yuan a day. So much, even if it’s three yuan, it’s real, it’s cash, what can be more real than the cash you see every day? My father is only fifty a month, and he has to support six people. I want Work hard, maybe when you go back years ago, you will be able to earn a big tile house..."

At this time, the meatballs and fried chicken with sauce were also served.

The boys were all so greedy by the smell of meat and vegetables, so they didn't insist anymore, they all yelled "Eat!" and "Stay!".

Sun Wufu is of course happy now.

He really didn't expect Sun Shuanlu's son to be so clear-headed and able to explain things better than himself.

This kid brought it right, otherwise the problem in front of him is really not so easy to solve.

So obviously, let Sun Changshun be the leader, and it seems to be more worry-free and labor-saving to look after these boys for him in the future.

In this way, after this meal, Sun Wufu also rented a small courtyard outside Muxiyuan for four boys to live in, and officially promoted Sun Changshun to be a small boss.

After that, it is to buy a tricycle and take a few children to the streets to learn business.

There is nothing difficult in this line, the most important thing is to have a price difference.

It’s okay for a few kids to be bad at talking, for those who do what they can, the more kind-hearted they are on the surface, the better.
So within a month, these people got used to it almost.

To be honest, after working for less than a week, these four boys really returned to their hearts.

One is that the work does make money, and real money can be seen in the account every day, and the profit can be calculated.

And I have to rest, I'm really not that tired.

If it's cloudy and rainy, I can't go out.

Lying at home to sleep, playing cards, chatting, listening to semiconductors will do.

The second is because Sun Wufu really treats them well.

Not only did he take them to have a haircut and bathe, but he also fed them with rice and white flour every day, and they almost had meat for every meal.

Compared with most of the other peers, they are all dirty and smelly, running for their lives on two legs.

Often with noodles and steamed buns in his mouth, he would go to a noodle shop and drink a bowl of noodle soup.

Or just buy rotten vegetables, go back and call it a day and cook them.

They are already very happy.

In fact, even at home, they can't eat such rich food, nor can they be so clean and leisurely.

Finally, Sun Wufu paid a lot of money for them.

Buying a car, renting a house, and working capital for receiving goods is a full 2000 yuan.

If these boys are dissatisfied and grateful, they will really have no conscience.

The reverse is also the same, this matter is of course more suitable for Sun Wufu.

Since he had four people helping him, he basically didn't have to drive by himself to receive the goods.

I go to the small courtyard of Muxi Garden every day, and take the things I like back to the Temple of Heaven Park, and that's it.

At other times, you can sort out second-hand goods and set up stalls in the fasting palace.

In this way, the capital operation is more benign, and the income has also increased a lot.

The most unexpected surprise was that after he had arranged the people, he would tell Ning Weimin about his plan when he had achieved results.

Not only was he praised by Ning Weimin, but he also received additional support.

"Okay, Wufu, I didn't expect you to grow up and know how to order others to do things for you. Not bad, you also know how to take care of the folks and elders. And without saying a word, you plan everything, and then report to me. Okay, it’s really a bit of a head-on.”

"You have to go on this road well, but you will really become the 'Trash King', which is better than the 'General'. Just remember one thing, you must think about how to manage people, and be sure to keep an eye on the following. Let your People have to walk the right path, not stealing, cheating, or committing crimes. Since you can make money legitimately, don't try to be quick, you can't make it. Right? As long as your people don't mess around, you can tell me if you have trouble, I'll help you find a way."

"Well, you know how to measure, you are doing things in a disciplined manner, and you are getting more and more good things for me. Then I have to support you anyway. Let's do this, you will be able to support people in the future For a fixed fee, how about I say hello to several acquaintances, and add some fixed income to you?"

"I think, in the future, what kind of altar palace restaurant, Meishi Street and Huashi street factories, brocade box factory, Jingshan street factory, Huimin Tobacco Hotel... Let's put it this way, anyway, you have to arrange it. The waste paper in the cardboard box will belong to your people. Okay?"

That's a bad thing!
Sun Wufu was so happy that he farted, and he thanked Ning Weimin repeatedly.

He's not stupid, can this fixed income compare to walking around the streets all day long?

Can the garbage in the unit be compared with that in the house?
What's more, so many factories are really owned by his people, at least he can have a fixed income of thousands of yuan a month.

This is really in line with the old saying, leaning against a big tree can enjoy the shade.

In the past, he really couldn't do it on his own, but now it's different, all the money can be taken into his arms.

So now, he was really excited by Ning Weimin's words of "Trash King", his blood was surging and his eyes were shining brightly.

Before he knew it, he had found the right direction, and seemed to see a great future waiting for him to explore.

But no, so much garbage in the capital, if you let yourself collect it, what will it be like?
(End of this chapter)