There is a Garbage Recycling Station In My Mind

　　 October 28, 2020, M County, an unknown 18th-line small county.

　　 In an alley, a handsome young man is doing something that doesn't match his appearance at all.

　　 It was two o'clock in the afternoon. Luo Jiu rode an electric tricycle that could fall apart at any time, and was walking down the street yelling to collect waste.

The loudspeaker repeatedly played: "High-priced recycling of old and broken home appliances, recycling of refrigerators, washing machines, televisions, battery cars, motorcycles, old mobile phones, broken mobile phones, old computers, scrap copper, scrap iron, high-priced recycling of various waste items. "

　　 The contents of the speaker are specially used to collect broken recordings downloaded from the Internet by Luo Jiu. There are several versions, and Luo Jiu will change his mood when he sees it.

　　 Inside the dilapidated carriage is a small bag of mineral water bottles and a bicycle that is rusty. This is what Luo Jiu has gained for more than two hours.

　　 Today is not a weekend, nor is it a holiday, so there are not many people on the street when everyone should go to work and go to school after two o’clock in the afternoon.

　　 But this didn't have much impact on Luo Jiu. Anyway, most of the old people who sold scraps to him were old people. It didn't matter whether it was the weekend or not.

　　 It’s just that the business of collecting waste products is not very good today. After a short period of wandering around, the battery of the tricycle battery is almost exhausted, and there is not much gain.

　　 Luo Jiu was born in 1998. He is 22 years old this year. He didn't pass the college entrance examination. Later, he went to a pheasant university in a daze. The tuition fee is very expensive.

　　 After paying the tuition for a year, the principal and a group of leaders who had only been in the school for half a year disappeared, leaving behind a group of scumbags and teachers whose wages were owed.

　　 Luo Jiu followed the trouble for more than half a month, and was later called back by his father. After collecting waste products for a period of time, Luo Jiu went south with the people.

　　 spent several years outside, but how to get there in the end is how to come back, wasting a few years of youth for nothing.

　　 After experiencing the life outside, Luo Jiu put out his thoughts of going outside again, and simply followed his father to put away the waste. It has been more than a month.

　　 "Young man, there is an old TV set in my house, can't you accept it?" An old man sitting outside the street shop greeted Luo Jiu.

　　 Luo Jiu pulled the tricycle aside and stopped: "Master, I will collect everything that can be recycled. Is your TV in the store?"

　　 "It's upstairs in the back, if you want it, come with me to move it down. It's an old TV from before, it's a bit heavy."

　　 The old man got up and motioned to Luo Jiu to follow him: "Push your car up and you can drive downstairs."

The old man said to Luo Jiuxu all the way: "This TV was originally good, but the prodigal in my family had to waste thousands of dollars to buy a new one. I don’t watch it as comfortable as the old TV before. Now the one in this TV People look short and fat, and each one looks like a big mouth."

　　 Luo Jiu didn't know whether the old man was really complaining, or showing off his son's filial piety to the stranger himself. He responded to the old man in every way, and soon arrived at the old man's house.

　　 The old man lives on the second floor, a distance from the main street. This piece has been a little over a year since it was completed. The house is very large, but the house has obviously been renovated, and the TV to be sold is placed in a corner of the balcony.

The TV to be sold is not the common LCD TV, but the one with a big **** behind. This kind of TV is now rarely used except occasionally in rural areas. I can see it.

"It's this TV. How much can you sell? The TV is still good. The sound and image are very clear, and it is completely usable." The old man took away some of the things on the TV and said to Luo Jiu. Said.

When I watched such a TV, Luo Jiu knew the price: "Although it is said that the TV can be put on, no one will buy such a TV anymore. I can only dismantle it and sell the plastic when I take it back. The TV is worthless. I can only pay 50 yuan for this TV."

　　The old man swept the dust on the TV with a feather duster, and said a little bit disheartenedly: "Okay, 50 yuan is 50 yuan, but can you move it?"

　　 "There is still no problem with this weight." Luo Jiu bent over and hugged the TV after finishing speaking.

　　 Not to mention, it was really heavy. Fortunately, Luo Jiu was not weak, and he was on the second floor. He finally moved the TV to the tricycle before sweating.

"The young man is a little bit strong and the people are nice. Someone used to collect scraps. For such a big TV, I only paid 20 yuan, and I asked the old man to help carry it. It's better to be a young man." The old man took Luo Jiu and handed it over. 50 yuan, said with a smile.

　　 "There are some old books, old newspapers and other miscellaneous things at home, you also collect them?"

　　 After getting Luo Jiu's affirmative reply, the old man opened a small utility room downstairs.

The elderly should also be a relatively frugal person. All the paper packaging such as electrical appliances and furniture at home are neatly sized, and some newspapers, magazines, books and the like are also bundled separately, plus the unusable ones. The broken pot and the iron filled Luo Jiu's empty tricycle all at once.

"The TV has already been calculated. These things are 177 yuan in total. I will round up for you, 180 yuan. Uncle, you count, if it is correct, I will leave first." Luo Jiu tied everything with a rope. Everything was firmly tied to the tricycle, and then 180 yuan was counted from the wallet tied to the waist to the old man.

　　 On the outskirts of the county not far from the county seat is where the Luo Jiu's waste station is located. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com is a large yard covering an area of ​​more than one acre, and all the recycled waste is stacked in it.

This is the waste station and Luo Jiu’s home. The two-story red brick building in the yard was built by Luo Jiu’s father ten years ago. Later, because of the waste products, he bought the land near the house. They were all put together, and then a wall was built to surround it.

　　 As far as I can remember, Luo Jiu lived here with his father Luo Bang, and his sister Luo Jinyan. At first it was an old brick-and-wood house, but it was a red brick building that was rebuilt later.

　　 Although it is not so good to say that collecting waste products, it makes a lot of money.

　　 Luo Jiu’s family is not a big waste station. It is not very difficult to make 200,000 yuan in a year. To know the salary of ordinary office workers in D County, it is only about 3,000 yuan a month.

　　 Junkyard makes money mainly not by going out to collect scraps by yourself, but by buying scraps that others come to sell to make a difference. There are a lot of waste products like Luo Jiu's house around the county town, and there are two in Xiaoyang Village.

　　 Those who pick up waste in the garbage dump and go to villages to recycle waste will choose to sell their own waste to small waste stations like Luo Jiu and others.

　　 After the scrap station collects the scraps, it sorts and sorts the scraps, and then resells them to a larger scrap recycling company. The profit is not small at all.

　　 In the past few years, Luo Jiu's family has relied on the income from the waste station to not only pay off the previous debts, but also save a small deposit. Last year, he built a four-story building in the village.

　　 The new house has spent nearly 1 million yuan before and after. During this time, my father Luo Bang was busy with the renovation of the new house and planned to move in to celebrate the New Year after the renovation was completed.