Chapter 7 - Smuggler of Two Worlds - NovelsTime

Smuggler of Two Worlds

Chapter 7

Author: fu xi
updatedAt: 2025-06-21

Returning to the living room of the rented house, Jiang Fan always feels that he seems to have forgotten something.

    However, it may be because of some confusion in his mind. He didn''t think of it at all. Jiang Fan was too lazy to go again and think more.

    Time is pressing, business matters.

    He ran back to his room, got the mobile phone he had deliberately put in the room and didn''t carry with him, and searched the waste recycling bin with Gaode map.

    I found that the nearest waste recycling bin to my rented house was only about one kilometer.

    Jiang Fan no longer delayed, took his cell phone and key, and rushed out in the wind.

    The house shared with Shen Meng is located outside the East Fifth Ring Road of the capital and can already be classified into the scope of Tongxian County under the capital.

    If the foundation were not so remote, it would not be possible to win the overall monthly rent of 4000 yuan.

    Compared with the prosperity in the Fourth Ring Road, the outside of the Fifth Ring Road really tastes like the junction of urban and rural areas.

    But after all, it belongs to the capital area, the national capital and the best place. It seems that only breathing in the air a few times in the ordinary days is a kind of unspeakable happiness.

    So that, like Jiang Fan, there are countless fresh students who choose to stay in Beijing after graduation and hope to rely on their own efforts to make a world.

    Many of them strive to pursue their dreams. Even if they are said to be childish and ridiculous, they also desperately bite their teeth and stick to it.

    Until a few years later, looking back, I found that I was really childish and ridiculous.

    Most of them have graduated from famous schools. Unfortunately, the score of the college entrance examination has become the biggest achievement in their life.

    From the moment they graduated, they were going downhill all their life.

    This is life.

    Most people''s success depends on neither accumulated efforts nor dramatic opportunities, but long-established origins and talents.

    You think people just win at the starting line. In fact, people are born waiting for you at the end.

    Jiang Fan should have been one of these people. If there was no crossing that said to go

    "Ah ~ ~ Fifth Ring ~ you have one more ring than the Fourth Ring ~ ~ ah ~ ~ Fifth Ring ~ you have one less ring than the sixth ring ~"

    Humming the song of the five rings, Jiang Fan, who was in a good mood, came to the waste recycling bin searched by his mobile phone under the scorching sun.

    As messy as all the waste recycling stations, Jiang Fan found the operator of the waste recycling station without much effort.

    A middle-aged man who looks 40 or 50 years old and is sloppy and untidy.

    "You mean, want to buy Brass?"

    The middle-aged old man stared at his triangular eyes and bared his big yellow teeth. After hearing Jiang Fan''s intention clearly, he repeated it in surprise.

    "Yes, don''t tell me you don''t have it here."

    Jiang Fan wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead and nodded.

    The dog days in the capital are as hot as a steamer. Those who are willing to come out to meet at this temperature are definitely friends of life and death.

    Jiang Fan and the middle-aged old man no doubt don''t know each other, but Jiang fan is sure that he and RMB are real friends of life and death, and there is only separation and no death.

    "Yes, it is. It''s not a rare thing, but..."

    The old man looked at Jiang Fan suspiciously and looked hesitant.

    "But what?"

    Jiang Fan asked strangely.

    "However, there is no processed copper block or copper rod. The copper recovered here belongs to waste metal. Of course, the quality of copper must be no problem."

    The old man shrugged and said.

    "It doesn''t matter. As long as the quality of copper is OK, you can make an offer."

    Jiang Fan waved his hand and said proudly.

    There is an attitude that I can eat at any price.

    The old man was not sure about Jiang Fan''s way. After thinking about it, he stretched out two fingers towards Jiang Fan and said, "twenty pounds!"

    Jiang Fan squinted and stretched out his palm towards the old man, but compared with the old man''s two fingers, Jiang Fan opened the whole palm.

    Then in the surprised expression of the old man, he asked seriously, "how about five dollars?"

    In the old man''s surprised expression, the happy face just about to emerge suddenly collapsed, looked at Jiang Fan for a while, then snorted coldly, turned around and entered his recycling bin.

    "Hey, uncle, don''t go. If you think the price is inappropriate, we can talk. If five yuan doesn''t work, I''ll lose some money and give you one yuan, six yuan a kilo. What do you think?"

    Jiang Fan hurried to catch up.

    "You can buy wherever you like! I want 13 yuan a kilogram for recycling! Then I sell it to you for six yuan?! am I crazy?!"

    The old man''s voice sounded a little angry.

    "Eh? It turns out that your cost recovery price is thirteen yuan. How about I give you fifty cents? Sell it to me at thirteen yuan and five cents, uncle. I bet fifty cents. You must earn it."

    “……”

    "Thirteen yuan and five yuan is not good? How about fourteen yuan? I know there are other costs in operating this recycle bin. The gross profit of one yuan is really not high, but a small profit can sell more. Uncle, do you think so? As long as you sell more, you can still make a lot of money."

    "Are you going to buy a lot?"

    The look of expectation reappeared on the old man''s face.

    "Yes, many, many!"

    Jiang Fan nodded naturally.

    "How much are you going to buy?"

    The old man looked a little excited.

    Jiang Fan didn''t answer directly, but made a six hand gesture towards the old man.

    "Six... Six tons?!"

    The old man''s breathing began to become rapid.

    Six tons is 12000 kilograms! Even if you earn only one yuan per kilogram, there will be a gross profit of 12000!

    "Cough, cough, this... I can''t afford so much. I want 60 Jin."

    Jiang Fan coughed twice and said with a slight red face and a little embarrassed.

    It''s not that he doesn''t want to buy more. He''s really shy. He has only about the last 1000 yuan left. He can''t buy much at all.

    The old man fell into a dull again. Looking at Jiang Fan''s shy smile in front of him, he had an impulse to punch up.

    After some bargaining, the final price was set at $15 a catty.

    Sixty kilograms of copper, Jiang fan used wechat to transfer 900 yuan to the old man, and spent nearly half an hour grinding hard and hard. He was very upset and reluctantly agreed to send Jiang Fan a tricycle.

    After all, there was a distance of one kilometer. Before walking lightly against the big sun, they were sweating like taking a bath.

    On his return trip, Jiang Fan doubted whether he would die on the road.

    Soon returned to the community and thanked the old man. Jiang Fanxing rushed back to the rented house with 60 kilograms of copper.

    The last thousand dollars left on him was originally intended to be used for dinner in the next half month.

    But now, he spent nine hundred at a time. If everything doesn''t go well... Let alone the rent, he didn''t even have to eat.

    He took a deep breath and relaxed his mind. Jiang Fan subconsciously looked at the side lying still closed the door. He shook his head reluctantly, and then disappeared in place with the 60 kg of copper.

Novel