Shuttle To Get Rich Since 1985

Of course, only grandparents can do it. Middle-aged people dare not say anything to the Red Army. Yu Hongjun opens the door, takes out the receipt in the drawer, and puts on his glasses.

"I replaced this with an old part." The first uncle took out a part and said.

"Five yuan for you." Yu Hongjun thought about it for a while, and issued receipts one after another.

Some welders confiscated money, and a dozen people received less than 100 yuan, but Yu Hongjun didn't think so, he saw the money.

An old man smiled and took out a cigarette, and pointed to the two tractors that had been assembled in the yard: "Old Yu, how do you sell the two tractors over there? They are second-hand goods, so they are cheaper?"

"1000." Yu Hongjun was not reckless, and directly shook the fire with the crank, and then offered a price, the new one would cost about 2500 (I found the price in 1988, but I didn't find the price in 1985, I don't know if it is accurate, the degree Mother checked).

The old man wanted to say something else, but another person said, "I'll buy one."

The old man immediately said, "I'll buy it, I'll buy it."

The new ones are thousands of dollars larger. Walking tractors are slow and powerful, so there is no problem with running and transporting them, such as pulling fertilizer for other people, pulling grain for the public, getting soil for toilets in the fields, and sending it to the kiln factory. Bricks or something.

In this era, many places in the north are dry toilets, that is to say, pile up a pile of soil and cover it with a shovel when it is convenient. Over time, a bag of soil will be piled up. Every time you climb up the bag of soil to go to the toilet, wait until you have accumulated enough , get it into the ground, and get back new soil.

When taking inventory at night, Yu Hongjun was startled. There was actually a huge sum of nearly 2,500 yuan. He looked at He Gui differently, but He Gui should still eat and drink, looking like an honest man. Add two fools to do it.

Yu Hongjun didn't sleep well all night, so he went to save money the next day, and then bought some materials and came back. When he got home, he saw many people queuing up.

Yu Hongjun looked carefully at the side, and the old man knew that He Gui's skills were good, so he ate casually at noon, and ate pork head meat with He Gui at night, and He Gui didn't talk much as usual.

For one week in a row, the maintenance business was good. During the slack season, the agricultural machinery was repaired, but most of the rest was welded or something. Farmers such as tire repairs have repaired tires themselves.

He Gui cut, welded, polished, and made two exhaust pipes. Yu Hongjun hung a car repair sign on the road not far away. He had good food every day, pork head meat, Erguotou.

"anyone there?"

"Car repair, is there anyone?" It was already going to bed at night, when a voice sounded from outside.

Yu Hongjun touched an iron rod. When he came to the gate, he saw a man and a woman outside the gate. They were dressed in foreign style. At first glance, they were disciples of the courtyard. Then he looked at the motorcycle, and he immediately understood that the fat sheep had come to the door.

Yu Hongjun nodded and said, "Xiu."

Then tie up the dog first, then open the iron gate, and then knock on He Gui's door, He Gui has already heard the movement.

Seeing that He Gui was about to pedal his motorcycle, Yang Hai hurriedly said, "Be careful, it's precious."

The young woman Wang Li muttered, "Why don't we practice here?"

After kicking my feet, I felt that there was no big problem, so I started to take it apart, took it apart, looked at it carefully, and fixed it three times and two times.

He casually picked up an exhaust pipe, made gestures, and scratched his head: "I took it wrong."

Yang Hai saw Lao Gao's upturned exhaust pipe, and asked, "What is this?"

"It was customized by someone else."

"Customized? What's the use?" Yang Hai asked casually.

"The sound can be heard for several miles." He Guiduo said a few words.

Yang Hai sneered: "Bragging, have you ever seen a motorcycle, even if you take off the exhaust pipe, you can't say that you can hear it for several miles."

"That's right." Wang Li echoed from the side.

He Gui picked up the sharp weapon to blow up the street, and made it look like a snake with its head up, because the back of the happiness 250 is relatively long. Of course, He Gui didn't understand it himself, and the data was all obtained from enthusiasts.

After putting it on, He Gui took off his gloves.

Woo la la la!

The sound suddenly sounded like an explosion, and then he pulled the accelerator hard.

Ahhhhhhh 1!!!!!

The exploded Wang Li screamed, and hugged Yang Hai tightly. She couldn't see what the young woman looked like, but Yang Hai felt like his hair was standing on end, and his blood was burning.

He Gui turned off the engine, and then the exhaust pipe was about to be removed, Yang Hai immediately stopped him and said, "No, bro, how much is it, man decides."

He Gui said simply and directly: "One hundred, one year repair guarantee, not responsible for beatings, not responsible for fines."

"Virtue, here." Seeing He Gui's straightforwardness, Yang Hai took out a white box of Zhonghua and threw it to He Gui.

He Gui installed another layer of anti-scald fence on the exhaust pipe, Yang Hai took out ten cards of Great Unity, and Yu Hongjun also issued a receipt.

Ulala!

The ear-piercing sound could be heard within a few miles. On the street, Yang Hai pulled the accelerator and felt that he was the most beautiful kid on the street. Of course, he should keep a low profile after entering the city.

The next day, Yang Hai took Wang Li to push the car and just went out when he saw other people in the compound.

Everyone didn't pay attention, Yang Hai grinned sinisterly and lit the fire.

"Fuck."

"That little brat."

"Looking for death."

"Early in the morning.

Yang Hai took Wang Li, stepped up the accelerator, and left the compound with the exhaust pipe roaring, followed by more than a dozen. Yang Hai belonged to the Air Force compound, and then blew past the compound one by one.

Among the disciples in the compound, there is no sign of each other. Of course, when encountering people outside the compound, they will all speak out.

"Brother Hai, you are awesome."

"Brother Hai, where did you find this thing?"

"That's right, it's too cool."

The exhaust pipe has been subjected to high temperature, UU Reading www. The color of uukanshu.com gradually changes from the back to the front, the baked blue, silvery white layering, looks very cool, not to mention the shape, and look at your straight poking guy, it's ugly.

"Please let me go to Lao Mo, and I will take you there." Yang Hai said with a smile.

After leaving Lao Mo at noon, Yang Hai went all the way to He Gui's side. He Gui's side was making exhaust pipes, welding, grinding and so on.

"Brother." Yang Hai took out a pack of Bai Zhonghua and handed it to He Gui.

"These are my friends, and I want to pretend to be one." Yang Haisheng was afraid that He Gui would lose face, so he gave He Gui the benefits first.

He Gui pointed at Yu Hongjun: "Invoicing."

When the Red Army billed, He Gui removed the exhaust pipe and threw it aside. It was hot, and then replaced it with the exhaust pipe of the fried street, heat insulation fence and so on.

The second one was installed by Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang waited for He Gui to install it, and excitedly twisted the gas pedal. Ulala!

Yu Hongjun collected the full payment from eight people, and a few others obviously didn't have enough money, and then left in a blast all the way.

In the next half month, He Gui was too busy, and Yu Hongjun also joined the ranks of polishing. After half a month, the orders decreased, but at night, you can hear row after row of noises in the distance , but these guys also know that the city is not fun, so they go to the suburbs, and I heard that the chickens in the suburbs are scared to death.

He Gui charged every night and returned to modern times to learn motorcycle modification and manufacturing techniques.

"I want materials." The next day, He Gui directly said three words to the Red Army.

Yu Hongjun was no longer surprised, and asked, "What do you want?"

"It's better to have a machine shop, I want to make something."

"Let's go, I'll take you there." Without further ado, Yu Hongjun's monthly income of a few thousand is worth it.