Chapter 985 The Quirks of Genius

The old man who called Yuan Zhou to stop looked like he was about seventy years old. He had a lot of wrinkles on his face, but even from this, you could tell that the old man looked very bad. Even the voice that called Yuan Zhou just now was a bit off. Lack of energy.

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

The old man's name is Liu Zhonggui. He is really seventy-four years old this year. He is a homeless man nearby.

To put it mildly, he is a scavenger in the neighborhood, but to put it mildly, he is a trash picker.

There are big differences between the elderly and other garbage pickers. First, the elderly are older and feel in worse health than other garbage pickers.

Second, compared to other scavengers, although the old man's hands, shoes, and trousers are still very dirty, other than that, the rest of the place is just 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 can I do for you?" Yuan Zhou stopped and asked politely.

"You are the boss Yuan of the God of Cooking shop, right?" The old scavenger kept his posture very low and his voice was kind.

"I can't take care of you." Yuan Zhou acknowledged his identity with a nod, and then said gently: "Just call me Xiao Yuan."

Although people in the whole province and city cannot recognize Yuan Zhou on the street now, there are really not many people on Taoxi Road who don't know Yuan Zhou, even the old man who scavenges.

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

"But I know that Boss Xiao Yuan's shop does not offer takeout, so Boss Xiao Yuan, there is really no need for you to specially bring these things to me. It is very wasteful." The old man looked at Yuan Zhou's face before continuing. He said politely.

Ever since Yuan Zhou did that a few days ago, the old scavenger and his wife have been able to have a warm and full meal.

But it's okay once or twice. If it's there every night and it's well wrapped in a lunch box, then it's not a coincidence. So the old man who scavenged came here early today to see who put it there, and this time he finally Saw who it was.

"Uncle, you are overthinking. First of all, I open a restaurant to sell food, and then I have to ensure that the ingredients are fresh every day, so of course the unsold ones must be thrown away." Yuan Zhou declared with a serious face.

Yuan Zhou was absolutely right. The materials provided by the system were absolutely fresh, and the remaining ingredients were always resolutely recycled.

But the guarantee of freshness is the truth, so Yuanzhou continued to say seriously: "Since you know me, uncle, you must know that I am stingy... Oh no, it is a reputation for diligence and frugality."

This time the old man nodded seriously.

"And based on the price of a dish in my shop, old man, do you really think that I will throw a dish into the trash can for nothing?" Yuan Zhou asked with a serious look.

The old scavenger thought for a while and shook his head gently. According to what he knew about Yuan Zhou's character, it seemed that he would not be so wasteful. However, the old man always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it for the moment.

"Then why the takeout box..." The old scavenger thought of this incident again.

"Oh, sir, it's like this. In fact, geniuses all have quirks." While explaining, Yuan Zhou did not forget to boast, straightening his collar and continued: "I'm a little embarrassed to admit it, but I am also a genius, so My quirk is that I like to use packing boxes to pack the rest and then throw them here."

What a sufficient reason, so sufficient that the old scavenger had nothing to say to refute.

Yuanzhou looked at what the old scavenger was going to say, and then added: "Everything was sold out before, and there was nothing left. I don't know that there will be some leftover recently."

Forgot to mention, Yuan Zhou hid this behavior from Wu Hai, otherwise the old man probably wouldn’t have made a statement. Even if Wu Hai knew the reason, he would probably buy some more in exchange for Yuan Zhou’s hodgepodge of fried rice for the old man to eat. Something else.

Yuanzhou didn't want to hear why the old man was so depressed.

As well as the old man's story, he left directly after explaining it.

The old scavenger looked at Boss Yuan until his figure disappeared at the end of the street. Then he bent down and picked up the cloth bag that Yuan Zhou had thrown on the trash can, and carefully placed it in the small gray satchel behind him.

I rummaged through the trash cans and collected all the plastic bottles and cardboard boxes. However, as money becomes less and less easy to spend, plastic bottles are becoming less and less valuable now.

About half an hour later, the old man left the garbage disposal station. Speaking of his behavior just now, it can show the fourth difference between him and other waste pickers.

This old man who scavenged garbage would never turn the garbage in the blue trash can to the ground. Even if there was any garbage that fell to the ground without noticing, the old man would pick it up and tidy it up.

The old scavenger's residence is a bit far from Taoxi Road, about forty minutes' walk. There was an original factory building there. Later, the factory moved away, but that area was not demolished.

In the beginning, there were still guards guarding the place, but later it may have seemed too troublesome, and the guards had to be paid every month, and gradually there was no one to guard the place.

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

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

I bought two white-faced steamed buns on the way, and the old man walked slowly back to the factory with his things on his back. The old man and his wife chose the old office, which faces south and has good sunlight, because it is difficult for my wife to move by himself, but he also likes to bask in the sun. , the old scavenger tried his best to satisfy his wife's wishes.

When you walk into the room, everything in this abandoned factory has been moved away, so the first thing you see in the room is a simple floor shop.

It is said to be a floor bunk. In fact, it is not a bunk strictly speaking. It is just a sleeping place. First, some hay is used as a mat at the bottom, and then three layers of cardboard are laid on it. There are some cotton batting on the surface and a layer of faded color. The sheets and quilt are quite thick and have lost all their fluff. Although there are still traces of cigarette butt burns on them, they are very neat.

The house was very clean, and there were some flowers on the windowsill. Because the old man's wife liked flowers, the old man would bring back a few bouquets from time to time. At a glance, he knew they were the ones left behind by the florist, because Not in good condition.

"My wife, I'm back. Today I met the person who brought us food." The old man 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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