Chapter 135: I'd Like to Collect

He waited until his hands were sore from writing before straightening his waist and looking at his watch.

Seeing that it was almost time to get off work, he carried his lunch box, held a cigarette in his mouth, and went to the cafeteria to eat. When he was getting food, he handed the list given by Master Shang to Sha Zhu and made an appointment to learn the craft tonight.

The two chatted happily for a while. Seeing that people from the agency had come to get food, they didn't chat anymore.

At 4:00 PM, Li Li Xuewu led the members of the factory security team to start training. According to the training methods in his memory, he conducted training on physical fitness, search and arrest, offensive formation, and grappling for the security team members.

In fact, most of the security team members are the best in militia training, and their military quality is very high, but the frequency of practice is a bit low, resulting in a weakening of combat effectiveness.

It is very easy to improve, just restorative training.

After practicing for an hour and a half, the team members were brought back to rest. It was almost time to get off work, and they still had to be on duty, so they only trained for an hour and a half every day.

Although the time is very short, Li Li Xuewu believes that with the formation of habits, the quality of the team members will infinitely approach that of soldiers.

He used to be the trump card in Dong Wenxue's hands. From today on, Li Li Xuewu wants to cultivate his own trump card.

After getting off work in the afternoon, he checked the gate post as usual. Seeing that the team was in good order and there were no more tricks, he went home.

Just as he entered the courtyard gate, he saw Shen Shen Guodong squatting inside the outer courtyard screen door, screwing a tin plate onto the tricycle.

The tricycle now is bigger than the one in later generations. The bucket in the back can hold a lot of things, and the front frame is also big. Shen Shen Guodong hung a tin plate with two corners pierced by iron wire on the handlebar.

"Shen Guodong, what are you doing?"

Shen Shen Guodong looked up and greeted, "Brother Wu is back. Third Uncle said that collecting waste must have a sign, otherwise people will think it's for transportation."

At this time, Wen San'er and Old Lao Biaozi, who heard the two talking, also came out and greeted Li Li Xuewu respectively. Li Li Xuewu parked his bicycle under his own window.

Returning to the outer courtyard, he saw that all four tricycles were hung with iron plates, and a clapper, the kind used for night patrol in movies, was fixed to the handlebar with iron wire.

This clapper is a hollow wooden box. When knocked, it makes a "bang-bang" sound, which has the meaning of reminding. It was used for timekeeping in the past.

It seems that these few people are prepared to use this as a loudspeaker.

Old Lao Biaozi saw Li Li Xuewu looking at the clapper and explained, "In the early stage, we will knock and shout. After we get familiar with the frequency, everyone will know that we are here to collect waste just by knocking without shouting."

Li Li Xuewu looked at Old Lao Biaozi and asked, "You can't think of this idea with your brain."

"Hahahaha," Old Lao Biaozi laughed for a while and said, "It really was my idea. I heard someone selling tofu use this when I was a child, so I came up with this idea."

Li Li Xuewu was surprised, "Not bad, Lao Biaozi, you should look at each other with new eyes after three days of separation."

Old Lao Biaozi curled his lips and said, "That's it!"

Li Li Xuewu pointed to the iron plate and asked, "Then Boss Biao, what are you going to write on this sign?"

Old Lao Biaozi didn't think about it and blurted out, "Just one word, Collect!"

Wen San'er was so angry that he kicked Old Lao Biaozi's butt: "Collect a fart! If you don't understand, get out of the way."

After speaking, he asked Li Li Xuewu: "Section Chief Li, reward us with a useful word."

Li Li Xuewu didn't answer Wen San'er first, but said to Old Lao Biaozi, who was still glaring: "Third Uncle is right. If you write a 'Collect' word, do people know what you are collecting? They might think you are collecting big girls and little daughters-in-law."

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone was amused by the laughter, and even Yang Erhai's laughter from burning the kang in the kitchen came out.

Old Lao Biaozi turned red and shouted, "I'd like to collect, but there must be someone selling."

Wen San'er laughed and scolded: "If someone sells, we can't collect it either. The waste company won't be anxious! Hahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

After laughing for a while, everyone had a heroic feeling of a tall building rising from the ground, preparing to do a big job starting tomorrow.

Li Li Xuewu pointed to the sign and said, "I think, write a 'Waste Collect'. In the past, store names liked to use inverted sentences. Our scrap industry also follows the trend. Besides, there are people here who don't pronounce the words correctly and call 'Uncle' (Shu) 'Collect' (Shou). Sometimes people selling scraps shout 'Old Collect, wait a minute~', which is just right."

Shen Shen Guodong said, "I think it works."

Old Lao Biaozi took out the red paint and a broken brush, wanting to hand it to Li Li Xuewu for Li Li Xuewu to write.

Li Li Xuewu waved his hand and said, "When it comes to cultural level, I, Li Li Xuewu, am considered a tall person among us, but when it comes to calligraphy, it has to be our Third Uncle. Hurry, serve Third Uncle with ink."

Wen San'er felt as if his bones were two taels lighter when he heard Li Li Xuewu's praise. He modestly declined, then took the brush, and with Old Lao Biaozi and Shen Shen Guodong holding the iron plate, wrote the determined words on the iron plate.

Shen Shen Guodong wiped the excess paint with waste paper, so the four tricycles in the courtyard had advertisements and plaques.

The old lady helped, made a dark box under the rear bucket with tin, which could hold about 20 jin, and installed an iron box flush with the guardrail in the bucket, which could hold about 30 or 50 jin. They could all be locked, and they were rusty and black, not attracting attention.

This is the method Li Li Xuewu prepared to walk on two legs next.

Today, Old Lao Biaozi brought back news from Master Dou when he delivered food. Wen San'er's small courtyard by the lake was settled, and he would come back to repair the house in the west courtyard tomorrow.

Although the warehouse hasn't been built yet, the waste must start to be collected. Neither of the two legs can be lame. ===== CHAPTER 136 =====