You, a junk collector, actually rejected the school beauty? !

The boss looked at the piles of scrap metal and sneered: "We sell scrap metal at a minimum of 100 kilograms. We won't sell your small amount. We can't even afford to weigh it!"

Smiling, Su An picked up a few small pieces of scrap metal and said: "It's okay. I have a scale in my car, and my scale is very accurate. It can calculate one or two taels clearly. It never weighs less. It's just enough to weigh scrap metal!"

The boss's wife is not stupid. Naturally, she can hear the hidden meaning in his words.

She was so angry that she put her hands on her hips and wanted to scold like a shrew.

Fortunately, her behavior was quickly stopped by the boss, who pulled her aside and said to Su An with a smile: "Little brother, it's not that we don't want to sell you scrap metal, but these dozens of kilograms are too little, and you see, the scrap metal piled here is very large, and there is no cutting machine, so I really can't sell it to you."

"It's okay, I don't want much, there are still a lot of scrap metal where I live, just a little bit to weld the iron frame and fix the edge of the tricycle, after all, I have collected a lot of scrap metal there, and I originally planned to weld the car and then bring all the scrap metal here to sell together. Since you don't want to, forget it! I think I'll find a scrap collection station nearby to sell it!"

Su An looked disappointed and planned to leave.

Hearing this.

The boss's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees: "No, we have a lot of small pieces of scrap metal here, these scrap metal blocks are small and easy to melt, especially suitable for welding iron frames!"

He picked up a few small pieces of scrap metal while speaking and hurriedly handed them to Su An.

This is a long-term customer, we must maintain it well!

Su An pretended to think, and said after a few seconds: "Okay, I don't want much anyway, but what you have is a little too little, I'll choose some more."

"Okay, okay, take your time to choose, and put it on the scale later."

This time, he didn't mention that he couldn't hit the scale because of the small weight.

The boss lady kicked him unhappily and complained: "You only buy so much scrap iron and you can't make any money, why sell it to him!"

"You know shit, didn't you hear him say he still has scrap? He will sell those scraps later, won't we make money? And he often collects scraps. Let him go now, he will send scraps to us every day in the future, and we will cheat a little every time. Isn't it a lot of money accumulated??"

"...You are right."

"Idiot, you can't think of such a simple thing, you are really stupid!"

The couple whispered here.

Su An picked up small pieces of scrap iron and came to the small stone he kicked away before, picked it up, and picked up some small pieces of iron.

These pieces of iron are similar in size and color.

The black golden seal is hidden inside, and there is no difference at all.

"That's all, weigh it."

Su An carried the iron block to the scale.

The scale used was still the boss and his wife's.

The scale that was said to be unable to be weighed due to the small weight before, showed the weight when the iron block was put on it.

"Twenty pounds, just give me 16 yuan."

The boss said with a smile.

"Isn't scrap iron 50 cents a pound? When did the price increase?"

Su An asked casually.

"The price of this scrap changes every day, it is not fixed. It was 50 cents before, 80 cents today, and maybe it will be 50 cents again in a few days. Who can tell?"

The boss laughed.

Su An is not stupid, of course he knows that the boss deliberately raised the price and charged 30 cents more per pound.

But he was too lazy to expose it.

30 cents per pound, 6 yuan at most for 20 pounds!

Compared with the gold seal worth a million, there is no comparison at all!

"Okay, I'll transfer your Weixin."

Su An scanned the QR code and transferred 16 yuan neatly.

"Okay, after welding the iron frame, remember to bring all the scraps to us to sell. We accept everything and the price will not let you suffer a loss!"

The boss said enthusiastically.

"No problem."

Su An replied with a smile, holding the iron block and putting it into the tricycle.

As for the gold seal, he held it tightly in his hand.

Riding on the tricycle, Su An left the scrap station.

As soon as he rode to the door, he saw the old man trembling with a cane, shaking uncontrollably, rubbing his feet against the ground and moving forward slowly. Until now, he has not walked out of the scrap station.

This couple is really conscienceless!

Su An sighed, stopped the tricycle, and said to the old man: "Uncle, please get on board. I'll give you a ride."

"Thank you, thank you..."

The old man smiled with his few remaining teeth and thanked him.

With Su An's help, he sat in the back of the tricycle.

After asking the old man where he lived, Su An prepared to take him home.

Thirty minutes later.

Su An looked at a dilapidated tile house on the hillside and couldn't help sighing.

After helping the old man into the house, he drove away without saying a word.

The water friends in the live broadcast room sent barrages.

[What a poor old man, anchor, don't leave, I am willing to support him for hundreds of dollars! ]

[The anchor is too stingy, making so much money, but not even a hundred to the old man! ]

[Alas... Didn't Brother Su make a million today? Not to mention a lot, giving one or two hundred is nothing...]

[Refuse moral kidnapping, you can give if you can't stand it, but don't kidnap Brother Su! ]

The water friends quarreled in the live broadcast room, but Su An didn't know.

He pedaled the tricycle and went straight to the nearest supermarket.

As soon as he entered the supermarket, he started to buy crazily.

Rice, flour, grain, oil, some instant foods, and some essential daily necessities.

The tricycle was soon full.

Then he went to the bank again and took out a stack of cash from the ATM.

After all, if it weren't for the old man, he wouldn't have found the golden seal.

It was around five o'clock in the afternoon.

Su An rode a tricycle and came to the old man's broken tile house.

The old man leaned against the stone in front of the tile house, looking very desolate and lonely.

Seeing Su An, his turbid eyes suddenly lit up.

"Uncle, sit still, I'll bring the things in first."

All the things on the tricycle were brought into the brick house.

Su An took out the several thousand yuan in cash he had taken out before.

"Uncle, take this money, go buy whatever you want."

"For... for me?"

The uncle stared at the stack of cash in a daze, not daring to take it.

"For you, take it."

Su An stuffed the money into his hand.

The old man's eyes instantly turned red, and turbid tears flowed out.

He raised his old hand and wiped his eyes, saying: "Thank you... Thank you, you are such a good person, no one has ever been so good to me..."

Su An is not good at comforting people, and he doesn't know what to say.

He helped the old man, in addition to feeling sorry for him, a big reason is because of the golden seal.

He patted the old man on the shoulder, told him to take care of his health, and left.

Seeing this scene.

The water friends in the live broadcast room quarreled.

[Yo Yo Yo, who said Su Ge was stingy before? Come out and see, which stingy person would give things and money to strangers? ]

[Good anchor, you are kind and happy to help others! ]

[If you are poor, you should take care of yourself, and if you are rich, you should help the world! Su Ge perfectly interprets this sentence! ]