Rebirth 1981: Kick your scumbag wife away and become rich instantly

"Isn't this the toothpaste skin at home? Xiao Cong put it away as soon as it was used. I look forward to it every day to collect the rags."

After Wang Dongmei saw a pair of children running out as if they were being chased by dogs, she saw Zhao Shanhe's surprised expression and explained with a smile.

"I see!"

After a while, I saw Zhao Cong happily running in, showing off the three cents he got from the toothpaste skin he just sold, which was the price of a popsicle.

Thinking that he would be able to eat popsicles tomorrow, the little guy was very happy and his heart was full of expectations.

However, Zhao Rui followed her brother and started crying. Unexpectedly, after selling the toothpaste skins, Zhao Cong, a quickie, grabbed the money.

Then he ran back, but Zhao Rui missed it.

"Dad, my brother bullied me..."

Zhao Rui saw her father smiling at her from the edge of the kang, and immediately felt that she had found support. She hugged Zhao Shanyue's arm and complained while shaking her arms.

It turns out that the toothpaste skin has been left at home for a long time, but the rag collector doesn't come here every day.

The brother and sister had agreed at the beginning that the toothpaste skin belonged to them jointly, and after the money was sold, each person would have half of it.

Now Zhao Cong got all the three cents from the sale. Zhao Rui was unhappy at the time and started to complain to his father.

I always say that I am a little cotton-padded jacket, but at critical times I still have to find my dad to solve problems.

"Look at how you made the child cry. Dongmei, please squeeze out the unused toothpaste for her first and let Xiaorui take it and sell it. Isn't that fair?"

Wu Fengyi hated seeing her great-granddaughter cry the most, so she quickly gave Wang Dongmei instructions.

"Grandma, if you spoil your children so much, it's easy to spoil them. Once the children become willful, it will be difficult to control them in the future..."

Wang Dongmei didn't expect the old lady to come up with such a bad idea. She cursed in her heart and complained about her grievances.

"Daughter-in-law, just follow what grandma said and go quickly. I didn't see any guests at home. Why are you crying like this and making Uncle Sun laugh?"

Zhao Shanyue saw the old lady speaking, and he quickly cooperated, so he gave instructions to his wife.

"Let's go, you little enemy owes you everything from your previous life."

Wang Dongmei pulled Zhao Rui, then gave Zhao Cong a fierce look and said, "Zhao Cong, you are not good at being an older brother. You don't know how to accommodate your little sister. If there is someone at home today, I will ask you to play zither first. Look back." How can I deal with you..."

The original Zhonghua toothpaste is made of aluminum skin, and the toothpaste skin can still be recycled after use.

Wang Dongmei came to the kitchen and took out the toothpaste, pressed it with chopsticks to squeeze out the remaining toothpaste and put it into the toothbrush cup. Then she gave her daughter a fierce look and handed it to Zhao Rui, letting her go out.

"Children these days regard toothpaste skins as treasures and are happy to sell them for three cents. There are a lot of defective products and leftover materials in the machine shop, and they are just piled there without anyone caring..."

When Sun Guoqing saw this scene, he couldn't help but raised his glass with emotion and said.

Thinking about the discarded scraps, they were piled up in the workshop and took up a lot of space. There was no one in the factory to deal with these things.

Relatively speaking, the mere toothpaste skin is nothing worth mentioning.

"There's no explanation from those scrapyards? Otherwise, Uncle Sun will leave it to me to handle, and I'll help you sell it..."

He does not mean that.

Zhao Shanhe found it quite interesting when he saw the two little kids Zhao Cong and Zhao Rui, and was suddenly reminded by Sun Guoqing's inspired words.

In retrospect, there were indeed scrap steel scraps everywhere in the machine shop, and the factory did not think of disposing of these scraps.

If I sell all these things, wouldn't I be able to make a lot of money?Won’t you already have the capital to start a business by then?

I think of several big guys in the scrap metal recycling business in later generations who initially made their fortunes by acquiring scrap steel and digging for the first pot of gold.

For example, Dai Guofang from Jiangsu Province started picking up scrap metal at the age of 12. In 84, he opened a workshop-style iron billet compression factory.

Big bosses such as Lin Xiucheng from Fujian Province, Zhang Tianfu from Shanxi Province, and Fang Wei from Northeast China started from scrap iron and later aspired to the rich list.

Others can, why can’t I learn from it?

"How can that be possible? You are not qualified to recycle waste. Something will happen if you do this. Don't think about this idea..."

Sun Guoqing originally said it unintentionally, but he didn't expect Zhao Shanhe to hit the snake and follow the pole, although Sun Guoqing's impression of Zhao Shanhe has greatly changed now.

After all, when Mr. Qin came to inspect this time, he did not deceive himself about the jade wontons. Not only did he know how to make them, he also received full affirmation from the leader.

Besides, he is definitely brave when it comes to resigning, and now he is planning to set up a stall selling jade wontons.

Although Sun Guoqing really looked down upon setting up stalls, who in this era could look down on small businessmen and hawkers?

But when I think about Zhao Shanhe's family, the burden is indeed too heavy.

Now that he could give up his job for his brother and stoop down to find ways to make money so that his widowed mother and younger brothers and sisters could go to school, this was simply a fantasy for Zhao Shanhe, who was not stingy at all.

But Sun Guoqing still admired him very much.

Now he is even eyeing the scrap iron in the factory. Sun Guoqing disagrees with this. After all, in this era, scrap iron recycling stations are all state-owned.

If Zhao Shanhe went to collect scrap metal, he would be caught and sentenced if he was labeled as a speculator.

Even if I can help him, it's just in case something happens.

Didn’t he do bad things with good intentions?

It was equivalent to indirectly harming Zhao Shanhe, which made Sun Guoqing refuse without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Shanhe's words immediately left Sun Guoqing speechless.

"Uncle Sun, of course I know that the scrap iron in the factory must be processed at a state-owned scrap collection station. Of course I am not qualified to collect scrap iron..."

Zhao Shanhe certainly knew the tricks for recycling scrap metal, just from reading the autobiographies or news interviews of those business tycoons in his previous life.

Zhao Shanhe was quite inspired and benefited a lot.

In this era, making money relies on information asymmetry.

His idea was that since there were scrap steel leftovers to be processed in the factory, the scrap recycling depots outside did not know this information.

Even though I usually work in a machine shop and see scraps piled in the corner every day, I didn't realize that this was a business opportunity.

Today, I accidentally learned this information from Sun Guoqing's mouth, through two little brats selling toothpaste skins.

This triggered his past life memory, so that he could think of how to make this money while reasonably circumventing laws and regulations.

Since he had this opportunity today, Zhao Shanhe did not hide it, so he expressed his thoughts to Sun Guoqing.

"Eldest nephew, the method you mentioned is feasible. I think it should be feasible. Not to mention you are smart enough..."

Sun Guoqing didn't expect that Zhao Shanhe's words would convince him, and he couldn't help but put his hands on his hands and laughed.