Subcontract Work

"Mr. Cheng, I can't sell the materials to you directly, but we can talk about other options."

Of course, it was not that Wang Zhigang did not have any material in his hands. He just felt that it was not good business to sell the material.

He had to find a good buyer to sell some low-quality materials to.

It was better to refine it himself than to sell high-quality materials. If he sold the high-quality material, the buyer would get the better end of the deal.

It was troublesome to do alchemy on his own, and the risk of pollution was greater. Moreover, being in contact with chemicals for a long time was not good for the body.

Therefore, he had recently commissioned some smaller workshops that specialized in alchemy and paid them to process the materials for him. It was equivalent to him doing alchemy himself.

When he was chatting with Mr. Zheng some time during the past two days, he had also mentioned a kid with the last name Cheng. It seemed that he had some connections in alchemy. He was planning to contact Cheng Xu, but he did not expect Cheng Xu to take the initiative to call him.

"Oh? What kind of options?"

Mr. Wang's words had also piqued Cheng Xu's curiosity.

"How about this? I'll provide the materials and you help me refine them. I'll give you a processing fee. What do you think?"

Cheng Xu thought for a moment. His advantage was that he could refine these things at almost zero cost, and this business idea seemed feasible.

"No problem, Mr. Wang. This way, there won't be any risks. This is a good idea."

"Haha, it's a deal! I'll personally deliver the goods to you within the next two days when I'm free. We'll discuss the details then."

"Alright, alright. I have another request. Can you sell me some refined gold?"

"Of course, no problem. I'll give you the same price I offer to gold dealers."

Although Cheng Xu's proposal seemed unnecessary, Mr. Wang was still selling him the materials. Why did Mr. Wang readily agree to his request this time when he agreed to do alchemy for him?

In fact, the two things looked the same, but in essence, they were different.

If Mr. Wang directly sold the alchemical materials to Chen Xu at a fixed price, the profitability would still depend on the judgment of the gold content of both parties.

However, if he only paid Cheng Xu the labor fee, as long as Mr. Wang could determine the percentage of gold to prevent the contractor from hiding it, he would be able to maximize profits.

This was equivalent to making Cheng Xu work for him.

In fact, many small alchemy workshops now did not dare to buy the goods of these large dealers, because their judgment of the gold content was highly accurate, and there was almost no profit in selling them.

Cheng Xu had also figured out the crux of the matter. There was no profit margin for the large dealer's materials, and there was no way to go out and collect scrap metal, so he might as well work for them. This way, his income would be stable.

With Cheng Xu's system's ability, he could complete a task that would normally take hundreds of hours in just a few minutes.

In the end, he could still buy gold from Mr. Wang at the price he bought from the gold dealer. It seemed pretty good to think about it this way.

After ending the call, Cheng Xu felt that he had sorted out some of the matters in the short term. He finally laid down on his bed and resumed playing King of Glory.

An hour later, he sighed.

"What kind of trashy game is this? I'm not playing anymore. I'm going to sleep."

Cheng Xu had a good afternoon nap. When he got up, he saw that it was almost five in the evening.

He pulled open the curtains and saw that there was basically no direct sunlight in the courtyard.

"Time to start work."

Cheng Xu did not have any repair tools at home, so he simply did not bother about that. He got into the car.

Closing his eyes, Cheng Xu tried his best to spread his thoughts to sense the structure of the car around him.

As the various parts were clearly presented in his mind, Cheng Xu was surprised to find that the ability given by the system seemed to have improved. The range of his control had increased by about 10%, reaching 110 centimeters.

"Let's solve the most troublesome problem first."

Focusing his mind on the car door, Cheng Xu found that there were indeed a lot of stains left from the drinks inside. They had become moldy and smelly.

He carefully changed the forms of these substances, cleaned out all the dirt inside with his mind, and restored the structure of the car door to its original state. Then, he was done.

Cheng Xu let out a long breath and cleared the source of the smell in the air.

It was not that tiring, but it was a little difficult to hold one's breath the entire time.

Next, Cheng Xu focused his attention on the engine and its surrounding parts.

Sensing the internal structure of the engine, Cheng Xu couldn't help but exclaim at how much of a genius the inventor was.

He found the source of the engine and repaired it; especially the parts with hidden cracks. Cheng Xu had also repaired the rest of the car, including the bottom that had been damaged by the rocks.

There were only a few parts that were too worn out to be salvaged, and Cheng Xu did not have the corresponding materials to repair them. It seemed that Huang Junjie would have to go to the automobile repair store to replace the parts.

Cheng Xu was sweating profusely. He looked at the Audi, which looked like a brand-new car, and thought that it would be difficult to hide these changes.

He even cleaned up the carbon filter in the car.

After dinner, Cheng Xu received a call from Li Mengqing.

She told him the time and venue for the class reunion tomorrow.

As expected, the gathering was held in the city. After all, there was really no place for entertainment in this small county, and many students lived in the city.

They were to meet at two in the afternoon the next day. They would gather at the karaoke bar first, where everyone would sing, play cards, and have dinner together when they get hungry.

As for why they did not decide to meet at night, Cheng Xu guessed that some of their classmates lived far away, so it was not suitable to hold the gathering at night. On top of that, the karaoke bar was cheaper in the afternoon.

It had to be said that the organizer of the party had taken every aspect into consideration.

For example, when Cheng Xu was hanging out with his classmates in the city, he had to pay close attention to the time. Otherwise, if he missed the last bus, he would not be able to go home.

Cheng Xu also knew that Li Mengqing had a house in the city, so he did not mention that they would set off together.

After ending the call, Cheng Xu took out a copybook from his drawer and began his daily writing practice before bed.

Although he had not practiced for a few days, Cheng Xu felt that his control of the pen had made a breakthrough.

In addition, Cheng Xu's memory of the structure of various objects after having the system allowed him to understand the structure of the calligraphy style more.

With the combination of the two, Cheng Xu felt that his writing had improved a lot. At least, he could write something very similar to the original.

After calming down and writing two pages, not only did Cheng Xu not feel bored, but he also felt a long-lost sense of nostalgia.

After tidying up, Cheng Xu lay on the bed with his eyes closed, looking forward to meeting his classmates tomorrow. He also thought about what song he could sing for that special someone tomorrow. He drifted off to sleep.