He had only been working on his construction site for a few days when he figured out a way to make money. Zhao Yingda appreciated his initiative and courage.
As the saying goes, never underestimate a young man's potential; this Thunder Army may well be something extraordinary in the future.
The two formed a good relationship again, and Zhao Yingda thought that helping him now might also be a good thing for himself in the future.
After a quick thought, Zhao Yingda said, "Alright, this is a small matter, I, your brother Zhao, can handle it."
"Construction has started at the West District construction site. Since you're going to take on this waste material, I won't bother with a waste recycling company. You can handle that business."
"Okay, thank you very much, Brother Zhao." Lei Tingjun remembered this favor deeply.
Lei Tingjun returned to the construction site dormitory, found A-Qiang, and told him the news.
Then A-Qiang took Lei Tingjun to a friend he knew at a scrap metal recycling plant in Pingdong City and borrowed two stone-sifting trucks.
The cart was originally used for sifting sand and gravel, but the wisdom of the working people is always boundless. A-Qiang came up with a way to use this stone-sifting machine to sift out all the scrap iron and steel from the waste.
I borrowed this car, giving that acquaintance two hundred yuan for a week.
Then Lei Tingjun found a fellow villager at their construction site to come and drive the truck with him, and paid him extra wages.
If there's money to be made, of course people from the same hometown are willing to come.
After everything was ready, Lei Tingjun, along with A-Qiang and his fellow villagers, drove the three rented trucks to the construction site in the western district of Pingdong City to haul away scrap materials.
Originally, it would have taken at least five or six trucks and five or six drivers to make four round trips to haul away all this waste.
That means two trips each in the morning and afternoon.
But the Thunder Army only had three vehicles.
The three of them would need to do twice the workload.
They started hauling goods at 5:30 in the morning and continued driving until 8 or 9 at night, when it was already dark.
On that day, Lei Tingjun and his two brothers made eight trips to haul away all the waste.
By the time we finished hauling the waste, we were exhausted.
After the waste was transported to the recycling area, Lei Tingjun and A Qiang did not rest. They immediately used a stone screening machine to screen out all the scrap iron inside.
Because there was so much waste, it would take the stone screening machine at least a week to screen all the waste from 24 truckloads.
Lei Tingjun is still responsible for Zhao Yingda's material transportation team, so he can't stay at the waste screening site all the time. He's leaving that task to A-Qiang.
Lei Tingjun goes back to the construction site to work for a few hours every day, and then comes over in the evening to work with A-Qiang.
He worked non-stop for nearly ten days and finally sifted out all the scrap steel from those twenty-four truckloads of waste.
The amount of scrap steel was less than Lei Tingjun had originally expected, but it still reached more than ten percent.
A truckload of five tons of waste mud and sand can yield about 1,500 kilograms of scrap steel.
They hauled a total of 24 truckloads, containing 120 tons of waste, of which about 18 tons were scrap steel.
Ah Qiang exclaimed excitedly, "Brother Lei, we're rich!"
They took the sifted scrap steel to the scrap steel recycling plant that A-Qiang had contacted and negotiated a good price.
Although all of their waste materials were scraps and odds and ends, fortunately they were used on construction sites, so the content and density were still high.
Finally, they agreed on a price of 1,600 yuan per ton, and the factory bought all of their scrap steel.
Lei Tingjun made 28,000 yuan just by reselling it!
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