Serve as Contrast Team in a ‘Dad with Baby’ Show

Walking to the end of the alley, Lin Momo saw the scrap yard Mrs. Zhang had mentioned.

Seeing the boss sitting by the door, Lin Momo dragged the trailer to him.

The boss’s eyes flashed with surprise at seeing a little kid dragging a cart full of scraps to sell.

“Here to sell scrap?” the boss asked.

Lin Momo nodded.

The boss pointed to the scale next to him and said to Lin Momo, “Let’s unload your things and let me weigh them for you.” 

Lin Momo didn’t move but instead she asked the boss, “What’s your price here?” 

The boss rolled his eyes, and casually quoted, “1 yuan for the paper, 5 for the bottles and jars.”

Hearing this, Lin Momo frowned, “Your price here is too low, I won’t sell it.”

Saying this, Lin Momo pretended to leave.

“Wait,” the boss stopped Lin Momo. “Why are you so anxious, you have to sell this pile of things anyway, why need to drag them elsewhere? Why don’t you just dispose of them here, the price is easy to negotiate. Just tell me—how much do you want to sell?” 

“Paper shells cost 1 yuan for 2 catties, soda cans cost 2 yuan a catty, transparent bottles cost 1 yuan for 8 catties, and colored bottles cost 1 yuan for 5 catties.” Lin Momo quoted the price.

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Hearing this, the boss showed a little surprise on his face.

At first, he thought that this child was probably selling scraps for the old man and old lady at home, so she wouldn’t know anything. Unexpectedly, she was an ‘expert’, and the quoted price was basically the highest price in this industry.

The boss seemed to want to lower the price, if only just by habit. At this time, the boss lady came out.

“The LPG is almost gone, where’s our gas?” asked the proprietress.

“I already made a call, it should be here soon,” the boss replied.

The proprietress let the topic go and instead asked, “What’s the situation here, why are you taking so long to weigh this?” 

“We’re still not reconciled,” the boss pointed at Lin Momo and said, “This child’s things: paper shell 1 yuan for 2 catties, cans 2 yuan, clear bottle 1 for 8, colored 1 for 5.”

Hearing what the boss listed, the proprietress also showed the same expression of the boss when she looked at Lin Momo, but unlike him, she said without hesitation, “Then just accept this price, we won’t lose money anyway.” 

“All right,” the boss responded. Then he said to Lin Momo. “We’ll do it according to the price you set. Let’s bring your things in and weigh them.” 

“Okay.” Lin Momo hurriedly helped the boss take the recyclable materials off the trailer.

Lin Momo pointed to several bundles of things and explained to the boss one by one, “Here are soda cans, here are colored bottles, and here are transparent bottles. The water inside has been cleaned up, and the caps are here separately. And this pile is dry paper, and there are some paper here that are a bit damp, so I made a separate bundle for them.”

Seeing how Lin Momo sorted and processed all the recyclable materials, the boss was surprised.

This kid handled everything quite well. Compared with those who come to sell scraps and stuff wet garbage into the middle of the cardboard to add more weight, she was much more honest.

The boss smiled and weighed the things Lin Momo sent one by one.

“Soda cans are three and a half catties, transparent plastic bottles are three catties and two liang, colored plastic bottles are five catties, dry waste paper is four catties, and wet waste paper is more than two catties. I will give you a discount, which is calculated at one and a half catties.” 

“Two three get six, two five ten…a total of twenty-eight yuan and six cents, here is twenty-eight yuan for you and—” 

Before the boss could say ‘1 jiao’, Lin Momo interrupted him to say, “5 jiao!” rounding it up.

Meeting the girl’s expectant gaze, the boss smiled and said, “Okay, 5 jiao is 5 jiao.”   

The boss counted out 28 yuan and 5 jiao from his pocket and handed it to Lin Momo.     

“Thank you, boss, lady boss,” Lin Momo took the money and thanked the scrap station owner and his wife. Holding the money, Lin Momo happily prepared to go home. 

Just then, an ‘accident’ happened.

“Lin Momo!”

This was Lin Cheng’s voice.

Hearing Lin Cheng calling her unexpectedly, Lin Momo’s back felt cold. She froze in place, not daring to look back.

She also didn’t want to understand why Lin Cheng appeared here.

At this time, the live broadcast room became lively:

[Oh dear. ]

[Oops! ]

[It’s over.]

[Lin Momo: I’m going to be cold. ]

[Lin Momo: I was found out doing private work. ]

[Lin Momo: Dad finally wants to know how much I have paid for this family. ]

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In addition to watching the excitement, it’s not a big deal, but someone in the live broadcast room also raised doubts: [This is too coincidental, it can’t be deliberately arranged by the program group. ]

[But looking at the expressions of the two, why do I feel that they really didn’t know about each other being here?] Someone retorted.

This was indeed a coincidence.

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Lin Cheng originally went to the Wufang Community not far away to make a scheduled delivery, and just received a real-time order in the middle of fulfilling it, which turned out to be from the waste recycling station in Fengtan Lane.

From a long distance away, Lin Cheng saw a familiar figure.

Originally, Lin Cheng didn’t believe that it was Lin Momo. After all, it stood to reason that the child should be at home and doing her homework obediently.

It wasn’t until he got closer and heard Lin Momo bargaining with the owner of the recycling station that Lin Cheng finally confirmed that he was right.

In order to clean up the waste, Lin Momo specially changed into dirty clothes today, and her hair was sweaty and disheveled from walking a long way. At this time, the child looked like she was picked up from the side of the road.

She’s not a child from my family, she’s not a child from my family.

Lin Cheng murmured silently to himself twice before finally suppressing the anger in his heart, and walked towards Lin Momo as calmly as possible.

T/N: Aiyaaa! Busted!

About the sale, don’t look at me, I tried to follow the math but had to give up. Lin Momo seemed satisfied with the price anyway, so we know she wasn’t cheated haha. 1 ‘liang’ is 1/16 catty—about 1 ounce.