Chapter 6 Want to make a lot of money
After finishing their somewhat frustrating dinner, Shirakawa Kaede and Kotaro returned to the station again.
It turned out that it was the right decision for them to solve the dinner problem first. Uncle Kashiwagi didn't arrive until after 8 o'clock in the evening.
"Xiao Feng, Kotaro, you haven't eaten yet. Let's go eat eel sushi today. It's a delicacy you have never tasted before."
"Uncle Kashiwagi, we've already eaten eel rice." Kotaro raised his eyebrows and his words sounded impolite.
"Uh," Kashiwagi scratched his head uncomfortably, "I was delayed by work just now. It's all because of that idiot Shimada..."
Shirakawa Feng gently pulled Kotaro, signaling him to be careful with his words.
"Uncle Kashiwagi, Kotaro and I have just eaten. If possible, let's go back first. We have been running around for two days and now we just want to find a tatami to lie down and do nothing."
Shirakawa Feng carried his luggage and greeted Kashiwagi politely.
"No problem." Kashiwagi waved his hand and led them to the tram station. "Once we're there, have a good night's rest. Especially Xiaofeng, you've been weak since you were a child..."
Look, the boy from the Shirakawa family is still good at talking, worthy of being a future college student.
Two teenagers carrying bags and a chattering uncle. This strange combination attracted the attention of many passers-by, who secretly sighed that another batch of "golden eggs" from Northeast China had arrived.
Golden eggs, in slang, also mean Gaowan. They look ugly, but we can't live without them.
They are called "golden eggs" and are also the main force in urban construction.
Especially in the secondary industry, they are everywhere, operators, riveters, sewers, welders...
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"Well, let's stay here tonight. Xiaofeng, you and Kotaro will stay here for the night."
Pushing open an iron door, there is a small entrance. Shirakawa Feng stretched his head to look around. The place is unlikely to be 30 or 40 square meters. There are three multifunctional tatami rooms divided by Japanese sliding doors, a dining room and kitchen space usually called "DK", and a small bathroom connected to the dining room.
At a glance, almost everything in sight was filled with things, pots and pans for daily use, messy clothes were scattered all over the floor. Shirakawa Feng even saw a few hanging potted plants.
Baichuan Feng stepped into the house cautiously, and as soon as he set foot, he stepped on an empty beer can.
A few people looked at each other awkwardly, "It's a bit messy, a bit messy," Kashiwagi explained awkwardly, and then kicked the can away, and the latter fell accurately into the trash can.
Shirakawa Feng was amazed at how he could accurately find the trash can and score the goal in such a messy room.
"Tonight, have a good rest. We can talk about the work tomorrow. You don't need to worry about it at all.
Freight workers, construction workers, delivery workers... the money they earn in a month is equivalent to what they earn in half a year working at Xiaolu."
Kashiwagi's words were more directed to Kotaro. After all, they were from the same hometown, so he would help Kotaro find a job first. Supporting oneself was not a problem, but as for whether one could become rich and powerful, that depended on fate.
"I know, Uncle Kashiwagi." Kotaro waved his hand nonchalantly.
Kotaro never doubted whether he could support himself; he came to Tokyo to make a lot of money.
Young people always overestimate themselves and over-optimistically predict the future. But isn't this also a precious quality of young people?
The two of them washed up quickly and climbed onto the dark green tatami. The green paint .
This type of apartment has its own name, cluster housing.
They emerged in the 1950s and 1960s and were very popular at the time. For the Japanese people who were used to living in wooden houses, the convenient and reasonable layout of the house and the bathrooms and toilets were simply the best annotation of modernization.
However, with the development of the economy, the first batch of residents who had enough savings bought a house and left.
As a result, they became the government's first choice for the lower working class, under the euphemistic name of "old apartment houses for extremely vulnerable groups", which are cheap and hidden.
There is a large area of it in the Arakawa district where they are now.
In fact, this type of apartment was derived from the Khrushchev building in the Soviet Union and was also very common in China in the 1980s and 1990s, so Shirakawa Feng felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity when lying in the room.
"Xiao Feng, do you think we can really make a lot of money?"
"Of course they will. Of course, what's in the Criminal Law doesn't count." Baichuan Feng had no doubt about this.
"Huh?" Kotaro didn't understand how making a lot of money was related to the Criminal Law.
Baichuan Feng lay on the tatami with his eyes closed, his arms as his head resting on his body, he smiled and did not explain further.
The two chatted for a few minutes and then fell asleep quietly. After all the traveling, they finally got a good night's sleep.
Tomorrow, Kotaro will follow Kashiwagi to find a job, while Shirakawa Kaede will report to the Izumi campus of Meiji University.
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At dawn the next morning, Baichuan Feng was awakened by the sound of banging.
He opened the door and looked out. On the narrow balcony, Kashiwagi and Kotaro were tinkering with the washing machine.
"Why doesn't it work again? Try kicking it a couple more times?"
Kashiwagi patted the washing machine and muttered to himself, while Kotaro had already rolled up his sleeves, excitedly preparing to take action.
"Uncle Kashiwagi?" Baichuan Feng rubbed his eyes and walked forward with slow steps.
"Oh, it's Xiao Feng. Sorry for waking you up."
Seeing Shirakawa Feng looking at the washing machine, Kashiwagi explained, "It's an old problem. If it doesn't work, just go get another one. There are plenty of them out there anyway, and it doesn't cost any money."
"No money?" Bai Chuanfeng was a little surprised.
"Yes," Kashiwamu spread his hands, "There are many recycling points, and many of them can still be used. Look, the washing machine, refrigerator, and radio at home were all picked up there. Those rich people just throw away the broken ones, the old ones, and even the ones that have not been used for a long time. There are a lot of rich people~"
After listening to Kashiwagi's explanation, Shirakawa Feng finally understood that RB has not yet promulgated the "Home Appliance Recycling Law", and home appliance waste can be thrown away at will, and people who throw away the waste do not have to pay the government. As for home appliance waste, it is more dependent on the manufacturer's designated recycling or centralized processing by the government.
However, the efficiency is too low, and the storage points are often filled with various waste electrical appliances, which are left to rust slowly in the wind and sun.
For the disadvantaged people living at the bottom of society, saving on living costs is their instinct. Those old appliances can not only improve the quality of life , but also cost nothing, so they are well-deserved to be used.
Baichuan Feng's eyes lit up. This seemed to be a good idea.
"Uncle Kashiwagi, let me try it." After saying this, Shirakawa Feng walked forward and started to fiddle with it carefully.
"Yes, Xiao Feng is the best at these." Kotaro patted his head, wondering how he could have forgotten this.
Under Kashiwagi's skeptical gaze, Shirakawa Feng turned the drum twice, heard some unusual noises, and immediately knew what was going on.
He rolled up his sleeves and stretched his thin arms to the side of the drum to explore for a while. When he came out again, he had a pair of nail clippers in his hand. Then he took out buttons, coins, and even a can opener...
"It may be stuck. Try again now." Shirakawa Kaede signaled Kotaro to restart the washing machine.
Sure enough, after starting it again, this half-new washing machine started turning happily again.
"Si Guoyi" Kashiwagi looked at Shirakawa Feng in surprise, thinking that he was worthy of being the only college student in the village.
Kotaro said proudly, "I told you, Xiao Feng is the best at this. Recently, all the electrical appliances in the village have had problems and it was Xiao Feng who fixed them. He's been a great help."
The electrical appliances in the village that Kotaro mentioned were actually mainly the TV in the village chief's house. There were no other decent electrical appliances, if you didn't count those old radios.
Ignoring Kotaro's flattery, Shirakawa Kaede was not concerned about this.
"Uncle Kashiwagi, when can you take me to those electrical appliance recycling points you just mentioned? I want to see if I can find a radio or something. You know I'm going to live in a school dormitory later, and it will definitely be boring."
"No problem. I'll take you there on our day off. It's not far from here, so it's very convenient."
Kotaro, Kotaro, our plan to make big money may depend on these junk.
After agreeing on the next meeting time, Shirakawa Kaede took the train to Suginami District alone with his luggage.
