A scrap collection station comes to mind

"Many people in the village have moved out. They don't understand the value of these things at all. Almost no one took away the old furniture and left it all in the old houses. Recently, the village re-measured the homesteads. Those who built new houses, The old house is basically abandoned..."

"A few days ago, I took Yang Shui's mother to Ganquan Temple to restore it. I heard from the villagers that the town is planning to renovate Ganquan Village and develop it into tourism. These abandoned old houses will be demolished!"

"I asked the person in charge of the village, and they have basically communicated with the villagers. It's just that demolishing the house and finding someone to deal with the rotten bricks and tiles still requires a certain amount of funds. The villagers are not willing to contribute. The matter is temporary. Just leave it alone!”

"I know the person in charge. I had a chat with him that day and told him that I can help him find a way to do this. Xiaoyu, you can see if this business can be done. If so, I will take you to see him later. he!"

Chen Muyu excitedly turned around carefully in the dilapidated house, while the youngest Wang followed Chen Muyu and happily told Chen Muyu what happened.

"Yes, of course we can do it, it's so doable!"

Chen Muyu carried a small four-corner table out of the house. It was too gray and big before, but now he didn't feel it at all.

The top of this table is less than one meter square and sixty or seventy centimeters high. The surface is very rough and covered with black paint. It looks ordinary, but it is really heavy to hold.

It's just such a lump, probably weighing hundreds of kilograms, which is obviously much heavier than other solid wood.

The table has a drawer with an old-fashioned ring iron buckle on it. The iron buckle has been rusted and looks like a bedside table or a small coffee table.

Pulling it open, it was filled with shredded paper, rags and other debris, as well as a half-pack of broken rapeseed seeds.

Because there is black paint on the surface, it is impossible to tell the wood material, but based on the weight alone, it is basically certain that it is nanmu.

Pulled out the system and authenticated it.

Ordinary nanmu does not produce golden threads, so it is not golden nanmu.

It's a little disappointing, but that's nothing. After all, golden nan is very rare. If any piece of wood you find is golden nan, the price of golden nan will not be so high.

Even ordinary nanmu is more expensive than ordinary wood. At the current market price, one side can be sold for about 6,000 to 12,000 yuan. The specific price depends on the color, age, and size. If it is good, it may be higher.

Old wood like this has been turned into furniture, and if someone else uses it to renovate it, the price will be very high.

This is just ordinary nanmu. If the golden nanmu has golden threads, it will be more valuable. The price of ordinary logs can be sold for more than 50,000 yuan.

However, the scrap recycling prices given by the system are a bit too low, 300/cubic for ordinary nanmu and 2,000/cubic for golden nanmu.

It was simply a bargain price. No matter how stupid Chen Muyu was, he would not leave it to the system for recycling. That would be such a loss.

Why don't you put in more effort, collect it, resell it, and use the money to exchange for wealth? Wouldn't it be nice?

"Old man, how many abandoned houses like this are there in the village?" Chen Muyu turned back to look at Wang Laoyao.

The youngest Wang held his chin and thought for a while, "There must be at least sixty or seventy households in the village that have changed their houses in the past few years. Old houses with wooden structures that are more than 30 years old account for almost half, and the rest are brick houses. Xiaoyu, this project is not small. If you only demolish these wooden houses, I’m afraid the village won’t be happy, and I’m afraid you’ll have to deal with the brick houses too!”

Chen Muyu nodded slightly, "It's simple. I'll tell my third uncle and ask him to bring people to demolish it. Don't brick houses also have to use wood? Don't they also knock down furniture?"

If you can only demolish the old wooden house, it will definitely be much simpler, but if someone comes to the village and asks you to demolish it all, if you demolish half and keep the other half, others will definitely not do it, and it will only arouse suspicion.

"That's right!" Wang Wang grinned, "Let's go, let's go to Captain Wang's house now. It's almost dinner time, so we can have a meal with him and talk about this matter by the way!"

Chen Muyu straightened up, thought for a while, waved his hand and said, "No hurry, you can take me to the village first!"

This matter should not be taken so lightly. After all, although Chen Muyu's third uncle is the contractor, it is easy to do this, but brothers have to settle accounts clearly. You can't do it if someone brings workers to help you. Don't pay a penny.

You need to hire a few garbage trucks, and you need to hire a few trucks. After all, this business still requires a lot of investment.

He had to first see how much goods the village could produce. Otherwise, if it was dismantled and he still lost money, wouldn't it be in vain?

The youngest Wang knew that Chen Muyu was cautious, so he didn't say much and took Chen Muyu into the village, visiting the old houses from house to house.

There is a system to help with identification, and it is not that troublesome. Basically, by walking around, he can know how much nanmu is in the house and whether there is golden nanmu in the furniture wood.

He didn't visit several houses, so Chen Muyu probably had an idea in his mind.

It was almost noon, and the villagers who went out to work in the village went home for lunch one after another, and there were gradually more people.

The youngest Wang was fine, but Chen Muyu was a stranger. He was afraid of being regarded as a thief when he was walking around the village, so he didn't look any further and followed the youngest Wang to Captain Wang's house.

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The two-story building was probably a recently built house.

Wang Jianhong, a man in his fifties, looks very strong and strong. The weather has begun to get colder, but he is still shirtless and looks very fierce.

The youngest Wang came from Ganquan Village. In terms of surname ranking in the village, he was one generation higher than Wang Jianhong. When Wang Jianhong saw him, he had to call him uncle.

When the youngest Wang came to the door, Wang Jianhong was very enthusiastic and quickly asked his wife to cook a piece of bacon for the pot.

Although the youngest Wang was a rag picker in the city, he had already settled in the city. Every time he came back, he looked glamorous. Many people who knew him in the village would call him Boss Wang when they met him.

"Uncle, what I said last time..."

The meat has been cooked. Three people are sitting together in the pot in front of the house. Wang Jianhong and Wang Laoyao are smoking dry cigarettes. Wang Laoyao has his legs crossed. His intuition tells him that Wang Laoyao is coming today. , it should be for what I asked him to do a few days ago.

Because Ganquan Village has beautiful scenery and there is a Ganquan Temple, the town wants to develop Ganquan Village into tourism. At present, it is just a plan, but Murakami has assigned him a task to find someone to remove those things that affect the image. The old house was demolished.

This is a big project for Ganquan Village, but the village can't provide much funding. I originally planned to ask every household in the village to contribute money and efforts to do it together, but there are not so many people who are willing. ?

Wang Jianhong had a headache because of this matter. He met Wang Laoyao a few days ago and complained about it, but Wang Laoyao agreed to help him find a solution.

To be honest, Wang Jianhong didn't have much hope, thinking that the youngest Wang was just showing off his face and talking about it for fun. Unexpectedly, the youngest Wang came again today. Judging from the situation, it was probably because of his entrustment.

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