Chapter 72: Selling Jars It took some effort to clear out all the treasure chests on Y1 Street and Y2 Street near Sanji Bar. The harvest was great, and I also picked up two boxes of cookies, half a box of leaf cigarettes, half a bottle of whiskey, and a total of $9 in bills and coins. Following Zhang Ailun's suggestion, David drove the garbage truck back to the base camp to load the other cans and prepared to sell them at the garbage recycling station on Aitou Street. It would be much more convenient to travel and transport the garbage with the garbage truck in the future. Monica and Leo took the new Beggar Gang disciples back to the camp of the construction site shelter and arranged accommodation for them. This blatant use of the bus for personal purposes also attracted the attention of the bar manager Mary, who immediately sent a message to Zhang Allen. Mary: A black guy drove away the garbage truck just now. Is he one of yours? Zhang Ailun: Yes, I used the car to clean up the trash cans on the street and contributed to the city's environmental protection! Don't worry, I will fill up the car with gas! Mary: Well, you'd better drive the garbage truck back before dark, otherwise I won't be able to explain to my boss. Remember to come and take care of my business when you have time! You can also ask your rich friends to come along. Zhang Ailun: OK. After chatting with the other party for a few more words, Zhang Allen promised to take care of her business, so that Mary turned a blind eye to the matter, and the two sides reached a pleasant py transaction cooperation. Putting away his phone, Zhang Ailun rode his bicycle to the scrap recycling station run by Lao Carl on Aitou Street.
"Hey! Carl!" When I arrived here, I saw a fat old white man sorting cans. "Why are you the only one here? That white guy Dominic didn't come?" Old Carl also remembered Zhang Allen and was a little surprised that Dominic was not with him. "Did you come here because you have collected enough cans, or do you have other things to sell? If it is something valuable, I suggest you sell it to a pawn shop. I only accept garbage here." You're quite a nice person. Zhang Ailun explained with a smile: "Dominic is in the police station with a friend now and may not be able to come. I have indeed stored a lot of cans in the past few days, the number is beyond your imagination. I hope you can give a suitable price!" He took a look at today's recycling price. Clear beverage bottles, $1 per pound. Cans, $1 per pound. Paper shell, $1 per pound. Glass bottle, $1 per pound. It is much lower than the previous price, and the recycling price is unstable almost every day. "What's wrong? Did he do something wrong? That guy doesn't seem like the kind of person who doesn't follow the rules." Old Carl was shocked. "Relax, Carl, it's not what you think. On the contrary, Dominic will benefit from this incident. He may even be awarded a good citizen award. Don't you watch the news?" Zhang Ailun took out his mobile phone and searched for the recent popular videos in Los Angeles on Tiaodong Short Video and asked the other party to watch them. "I really don't like playing with my phone. That's something you young people would do. I'm an old man who spends all day with garbage and has half of my body buried in the ground. I don't have that hobby at all. I only like beautiful women and wine!" Old Carl took a look at the video and found that the media also captured the footage of the mayor and city council members of Los Angeles, who were giving eloquent speeches on the stage, praising the fearlessness of Los Angeles police officers and the helpful behavior that all good citizens should emulate to reduce conflicts and racial discrimination. This is a free country and should not be filled with hatred and fighting. Carl sneered, "These politicians always try to attract attention by arguing about blacks and whites. There is nothing new under the sun! Believe it or not, they say love and peace now, but behind their backs they will definitely point at a black person and call him a nigger." "You're right, saying one thing and doing another is the nature of politicians, isn't it?" Zhang Ailun said. They simply moved a stool over and sat aside to chat and wait. Not long after, David took all the cans from the Qiaodong Campground and drove the garbage truck to the recycling station on Aitou Street.
Under Zhang Ailun's command, the truck was stopped and all the cans were unloaded. "So many jars? You really gave me a surprise!" Old Carl was stunned when he saw the garbage truck. "If there were more, this number of cans would be enough to call the recycling company to come and pick them up." "Will recycling companies send people to collect the cans at home? Will there be a fleet of vehicles specializing in transportation?" Zhang Ailun was surprised. "Yes, in the beginning, there were indeed people who drove garbage trucks and vans to transport cans, but later their fleets were taken over by major recycling companies. They are also middlemen who cooperate with various private recycling stations. Every time they are called to transport goods, they need to pay the drivers a profit of about 1 cent per can." "Do you have their contact information?" Zhang Ailun asked. "This is an industry secret, kid!" Old Carl immediately refused to leak the news. "If you don't have the recycling qualification and environmental protection certificate, the recycling company will only lower the price when they send people to your door to recycle, or even not pay you, but charge you expensive transportation fees. Although this business is very profitable and you can make money, it is not that simple, and not everyone can do it!" "Ok." Seeing that Old Carl was unwilling to say more, Zhang Ailun did not ask any more questions. In this industry, major recycling companies are the big brothers. All cans will eventually flow to them, and then be processed into materials and sold to other material manufacturers or beverage companies to make new bottles. Drinking water is not worth anything at all, and the cost price of cheap drinks is not even as high as a can. Drink it, pee it, and it's gone. Whether it sells well or not depends entirely on advertising, marketing, technology, hard work and sugar content. The major recycling stations are middlemen, and the can recycling team are the laborers, whose main job is to carry things. Shoppers are God and there is no end to the leeks to be harvested. They pay for all the drinks and cans! Old Carl runs a recycling station and is a middleman who makes a profit from the price difference. Zhang Ailun is a can picker, just a working class person. If he opened a recycling station or bypassed the transfer station to cooperate with Big Brother, he would definitely compete with other recycling stations for business, which was something Carl didn't want to see. He preferred to cooperate with Zhang Allen for a long time. But a real man is born in heaven and earth, how can he be depressed and inferior to others for a long time? Sooner or later, Zhang Ailun will sharpen his knife and rush into the secondary market, chopping melons and vegetables and slaughtering people in the streets. I want both the porters and the middlemen who make a profit from the price difference! After weighing everything, Carl went back to get his money. The total value of the cans and other items was $632. David and Gate also recorded how many cans each of them picked up. Zhang Ailun doesn't need to go through so much trouble. No matter who picks up the can, he can just take 20% of the amount at checkout, and the rest will be divided equally among themselves. The first day of work for Eddie and several other Beggar Gang disciples was when they received their paycheck. Although it wasn't much, only a dozen or twenty dollars each, it was enough to buy new clothes or a good meal at a discount store! This is undoubtedly a historic milestone in the development of the Beggars' Sect. The chief leader also received a commission of 126 US dollars, and his total net worth reached 7357 US dollars! No matter how nice some words sound, they are not as encouraging as handing out US dollars to others. Too much pie in the sky is not a good thing. Everyone comes here for the chief's promise. If he fails to do what he promised to others, his prestige will definitely decline. Water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn it. (End of this chapter)