The old man who stopped Yuan Zhou looked almost seventy years old, and he had a lot of wrinkles on his face, but just like that, he could see that the old man's face was very bad, and even the voice that stopped Yuan Zhou just now was a little lacking.

And it can be clearly seen that the old man is still a little hunchbacked.

The old man's name is Liu Zhonggui, he is really seventy-four years old this year, and he is a homeless man in this neighborhood.

To put it mildly, he is a nearby waste picker, so to put it mildly, he is a garbage picker.

It's just that there is still a big difference between the elderly and other garbage pickers, first, the elderly feel worse than other waste pickers.

Second, compared with other waste pickers, although the old man's hands, shoes, and trouser legs are still very dirty, other than that, the rest of the place is only tattered but clean.

The third and most important point is that the old man only looks for something to eat and use at the garbage station at night, almost after dark.

"Old man, what's the matter?" Yuan Zhou paused, and then asked politely.

"You're Boss Yuan of the Kitchen God Shop, right?" the old man of the scavenger lowered his posture and said in a kind voice.

"I can't bear you. Yuan Zhou nodded and admitted his identity, and then said gently: "Just call me Xiao Yuan." ”

Although not so many people in Yuanzhou can recognize him on the street, there are really not many people who don't know Yuanzhou in Taoxi Road, even if they are old men scavenging.

"Boss Yuan is like this, I know that Boss Yuan is a kind-hearted person, and you put a meal in the trash can every night. The old man said and rubbed his dirty hands with some embarrassment.

"But I know that Boss Xiao Yuan's store doesn't have takeout, so Boss Xiao Yuan, you really don't need to send these things to me to eat, it's a waste. The old man looked at Yuan Zhou's face, and then continued to say embarrassedly.

Since Yuan Zhou did that a few days ago, the old man and his wife have been able to eat hot and full meals.

But once or twice is OK, if there is it every night, or wrapped in a lunch box, it is not a coincidence, so the old man came early today to see who put it, and this time I finally saw who it was.

"Uncle, you think too much, first of all, I open a restaurant to sell food, and then I have to ensure the freshness of the ingredients every day, so these can't be sold out naturally have to be thrown away. Yuan Zhou said with a serious face.

Yuan Zhouzhi did not lie to this, the materials provided by the system are absolutely fresh, and the remaining ingredients have always been resolutely recycled.

But it is the truth to ensure freshness, and Yuan Zhou continued to say seriously: "Uncle, since you know me, you must know that I am slamming...... Oh no, it's a name for thrift. ”

Now the old man nodded earnestly.

"And with the price of a dish in my store, do you really think that I will throw a dish in the trash for nothing?" Yuan Zhou asked with a serious face.

The old man thought about it and shook his head gently, indeed according to the character of Yuan Zhou he knew, it seemed that it would not be so wasteful, but the old man always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it for a while.

"Then why is the takeaway box ......" the old scavenger remembered this stubble again.

"Oh, uncle, it's like this, in fact, geniuses have quirks. While explaining, Yuan Zhou didn't forget to boast, straightened his collar and continued: "I'm a little embarrassed to admit it, but I'm also a genius, so my quirk likes to use a packing box and throw the rest here when it's packed well." ”

There are enough reasons, so enough that the old scavengers have nothing to refute.

Yuan Zhou looked at what the old man was about to say, and added: "Everything was sold out before, and there was nothing left, and I didn't know that there would be something left recently." ”

I forgot to say that Yuan Zhou's behavior was hidden from Wuhai, otherwise it is estimated that there would be no old man to declare the matter, even if Wuhai knew the reason, it is estimated that he would secretly buy some more for Yuan Zhou's hodgepodge fried rice for the old man to eat something else.

Yuan Zhou didn't want to hear why the old man was so depressed and the old man's story, so he left after explaining it directly.

The old man looked at Boss Yuan until his figure disappeared at the end of the street, and then the old man bent down to lift the cloth bag that Yuan Zhou threw on the surface of the trash can, and carefully placed it in the small gray satchel behind him.

In the trash cans, rummaging through the plastic bottles and cardboard shells were all collected, but as the money became less and less spent, the plastic bottles were now less and less valuable.

After about half an hour, the old man left the garbage disposal station, and when he talked about his behavior just now, he could show that he was different from other waste pickers.

The old man who picks up the garbage will never turn the garbage in the blue trash can to the ground, and even if there is any garbage that has not been noticed on the ground, the old man will pick it up and sort it out.

The residence of the old man is still a little far away from Taoxi Road, about 40 minutes walking, there is an original factory building, and then the factory moved away, and that place has not been demolished.

At first, there were guards, but later they may have felt that it was too troublesome, and they had to pay the guards every month, and gradually there was no one to guard.

The old man and his sick wife lived there temporarily, and of course in addition to these two old men, there were two other homeless people.

As for why the elderly wander around the streets of Taoxi Road all year round, because there are high-rise buildings and squares nearby, and there is no garbage disposal station.

On the way, I bought two white-flour steamed buns, the old man walked back to the factory slowly with something on his back, the old man and his wife chose the previous office, facing south, the sun was very good, because the wife's body was difficult to move by itself, but he liked to bask in the sun, and the old man scavenged to meet his wife's wishes as much as possible.

Walking into the room, this abandoned factory building, everything has been moved, so in the room, what comes into view directly is a simple floor.

Said to be a floor shop, in fact, strictly speaking, it is not a shop, just a place to sleep, first use some hay mat at the bottom, and then spread three layers of cardboard shells, there are some cotton wool on the surface and a layer of faded sheets, the quilt is quite thick and has lost the fluff of the duvet, although there are traces of cigarette butt burning, but it is very neat.

The house is very clean, on the windowsill, there are a few flowers, because the old man's wife likes flowers, so the old man will bring back a few bunches from time to time, and at a glance you know that it is the kind that the flower shop does not want, because the quality is not good.

"Wife, I'm back, and today I saw the guy who delivered us food. The old scavenger put down the cardboard and plastic on his back, then carefully put down his satchel and said to his wife lying on the bed with a smile.

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