In My Rebirth, I Collected Scraps in the 1980S

Are you laughing at me as a rag collector? I'm laughing but you can't see through it! Zhou Xiangdong was reborn and returned to the summer of 1984. In his previous life, he was betrayed by his own son and died at the hands of his creditors. In this life, he is 18 years old and has failed the college entrance examination. His whole family is worried about his future. My father said: "Enter the factory and serve an iron job." He said, "I'm going to collect rags." The father threw the bowl, the mother cried, and the neighbor laughed: "What's the point of being a rag collector?" They don't know—— In the waste paper pile, he picked out the first edition of "Fortress Besieged" in the Republic of China and sold it for 800 yuan; In the scrap metal pile, he dug out military-grade tungsten steel and earned 6,000 yuan; In the stinky bucket, he hoarded the skyrocketing silver and made a net profit of 140,000! Three years later, the people who laughed at him were begging to join his company. Eight years later, the father of his first love, who said he was "unworthy", saw him accepting the award on TV. Sixteen years later, under the fireworks at the turn of the century, he said to his father's photo: "Dad, I didn't embarrass you." What happened to collecting rags? In this era, gold is everywhere, it depends on whether you can pick it up!