Courtyard Houses: Starting as a Purchasing Agent

Then I rode my bike to the scrap metal recycling station.

At this time, scrap metal recycling stations not only recycled scrap iron and scrap copper, but also repaired bicycles.

When the shopkeeper saw Banggeng coming over, he thought he was a car mechanic.

"Young man, what's wrong with the car?"

"It's not that the car is broken!" Banggeng propped up the car, then secretly took the tin bars out of his pocket, put them in front of the shopkeeper, and asked, "Boss, how much is this kind of tin?"

"Is it the same price as silver?"

The shopkeeper saw the tin bar, his brow twitched slightly, and he said, "It's not that expensive. Tin is tin, and silver is silver... But tin isn't cheap either. This bar of yours is 100 grams, right? I'll give you four yuan!"

"This stuff costs about ten yuan per pound!"

"What?" Banggeng trembled instantly.

This tiny piece of tin can sell for four yuan?

"Boss...can I ask what this thing is used for?" Banggeng asked the boss.

The shop owner said, "I can repair antiques..."

The shop owner wasn't lying; some heirloom porcelain pieces can be repaired with this tool when they're broken, shattered, or cracked.

Although traces remain after the repair, it is now relatively intact.

This was also the most direct use of tin by ordinary people at that time. There was a folk craft called "tin mending".

"Sell or not?" the boss asked, looking at the stick.

Bang Geng said, "We can't sell it today, not tomorrow!"

This tin bar belongs to him. If he loses it, how will he use it at work tomorrow?

If you're going to sell, you can't sell your own, can you?

"Jingle Bell……"

Banggeng rode his bicycle home.

As soon as they entered the house, Xiao Dang and Huaihua surrounded them.

"Brother...how are you?"

Did you ask?

Is it valuable?

The three people spoke in hushed tones.

Banggeng said, "It's valuable, not as expensive as silver, but one of these can sell for four dollars!"

"How many?"

Xiao Dang and Huaihua were startled.

Banggeng said, "Four pieces..."

“This…” Huaihua said, “Brother, we’re rich… There are hundreds of workers in the workshop. If we just take a few, it’ll be a month’s wages, right?”

"That's right!" Xiao Dang said, "This is much easier than earning a salary!"

Huaihua asked, "What if we get caught?"

"What did you find?" Banggeng asked. "Something this small can be easily stuffed into your pocket and left. Who would see it?"

"that is!"

Xiao Dang said, "Just do it discreetly. There are hundreds of people in that workshop, how could they possibly know it was us who took it?"

"Great!" Banggeng said happily, "Hehe...we're going to make a fortune..."

Chapter 128 Tin Loss in the Workshop Leads to a Fortune for the Jia Family!

next day!

Sticky stems, small buds, and locust flowers!

The three of them went to work together, and of course, during the work process, they were all a little absent-minded.

The three of them kept their eyes fixed on the workstations of their colleagues around them.

Naturally, they're looking at where other people's things are placed!

When it's time to get off work!

Everyone left one after another.

Liu Guangfu said fiercely, "Bang Geng, what the hell are you dawdling for?"

Banggeng laughed and said, "Isn't there just one last bit left to finish?"

"You guys go first, I'll be done in a minute!"

"I'll be ready soon too!"

"I'll be there soon too!"

Xiao Dang and Huaihua also dawdled along with Banggeng.

Liu Guangfu took out his notebook and wrote down a sentence: "Jia Geng did not complete the workload on time, deduct one point!"

Normally, Banggeng would have yelled and rushed over to argue, but today, he was unusually calm and didn't say a single word of nonsense to Liu Guangfu.

Liu Guangfu left with a smile.

By this time, most of the people in the workshop had left.

Seeing that the time was right, the three of them exchanged glances.

shuh...

shuh...

shuh...

Everyone simply grabbed the tin bars from the nearest workbench and stuffed them into their work uniform pockets.

As we walked along, by the time we reached the entrance, we had no idea how much we had stolen.

Anyway, Bang Geng felt like his pockets were bulging.

It was so heavy.

Xiao Dang and Huaihua were the same.

"gone……"

The three whispered a secret signal, then each rode their bicycles away from the factory. When they reached a secluded spot about two miles away, Xiao Dang and Huaihua took out the tin bars they had stolen and gave them to Bang Geng.

"Brother, go sell them, we'll wait for you!"

"okay!"

The stick-like creature even counted, finding eighty-six attacks.

sizzle...

Upon seeing these tin bars, Bang Geng gasped in shock.

Eighty-six articles.

Damn, it can sell for over three hundred yuan.

This is equivalent to half a year's salary for me!

It's out! It's out!

They've definitely become wealthy.

Banggeng rode his bicycle to the scrap yard where people collect recyclables once again.

We found the owner of the scrap yard.

"Boss...come on, the goods are here..."

The boss knew that this stuff was of dubious origin, so he pulled the stick into the house.

When Banggeng pulled out a total of eighty-six tin bars, the shopkeeper was still stunned.

Paralyzed.

Wow, so many!

He thought there would only be a few at most, but the fact that Bang Geng suddenly produced so many made him a little scared.

However, thinking about the profit involved, he gritted his teeth and said, "Alright, brother, four yuan per stick. These eighty-six sticks are four times eight, which is thirty-two, and four times six is ​​twenty-four, which is three hundred and forty-four yuan!"

"for you!"

"Okay..." Banggeng grinned as he took the money, saying, "Thank you, boss... I'll come back to you next time!"

"Hiss hiss hiss..." the boss said, "Young man, you can't do this all the time. Just do it occasionally to make a little money. If you do it all the time, something bad will happen!"

"Hehehe... It's nothing!"