death of hope

After everyone dispersed, the two men helped up the kicked down shopping cart.
Pick up the can on the floor and throw it into the shopping cart basket.

Yamato Toru didn’t feel dirty, but found it quite interesting, and said:
"Black Neck, Bald Donkey and the others all drank too much. I apologize to you on their behalf."

"I am not angry."

Jinguji Takatoshi waved his hand, turned on the flashlight, and continued his previous work.

He dug out the can from the trash can, shook off the residue inside, crushed it, and threw it into the basket of the car.

"Are you selling scraps?"

"Of course, otherwise why would I pick it up?"

"This cart contains a lot of stuff. There must be hundreds of cans. How about it? How much do you earn by picking up garbage?"

"It's okay, I don't know why, but the price of aluminum cans has increased recently,"

"A large factory here that is engaged in aluminum processing filed for bankruptcy protection last month.

Imports will increase in the future, so the price of recycled aluminum is expected to rise. "

"Oh, that's it. Where did you get this information?"

"Family business meeting."

"As expected of the eldest young master, he is so generous and invites people to dinner every day."

Yamato Tetsuya lightly kicked the wheel of the shopping cart:
“You’ll make a lot of money from this car.

“The price of cans has increased, which means we can make more money, but the number of scavengers has also increased.

Sometimes there are several people fighting for a trash can, and I have to let the elderly and disabled people go to prevent them from starving. "

"People who work in the same industry are enemies, and now they are all competing to death. There are not many kind-hearted people like you left.

"Shan Shanjun, do you still plan to... continue to follow me?"

"It's quite interesting to see you rummaging through the trash cans looking for cans. I'll help you too, just to experience life."

"You are a typical spoiled young master, okay, as long as you don't get in the way, it's up to you."

"Come on, let's go to the Teppanyaki restaurant. There must be a lot of cans in their trash cans."

After digging through another dozen trash cans and filling the shopping cart with cans, Takatoshi Jinguji took off his work gloves and said happily:
“It was a pretty good harvest tonight.”

"You want to go to the recycling bin? That's quite far."

"No, there are a lot of new automatic recycling devices. There is one on the street in front."

"You take a rest, I'll help you push."

The two of them were walking and chatting, and came to a huge square machine. An advertisement was constantly playing on the screen of the machine:
"Fully automatic intelligent metal garbage recycling machine EF2 type,
Honored product of Kanagawa Environmental Protection Technology Co., Ltd. and wholly owned by Sakura Co., Ltd.
Technology has changed life. "