The boss is dressed as cannon fodder

Jiang He was sitting in the middle of the yard, using a wrench and saw to transform a bunch of things on the ground.

There were messes on the ground, including rusted hollow steel pipes, worn-out bicycle tires, car tires, rusted gears and parts... all purchased from people who planned to sell scrap metal.

Xu Ergou wanted to help, but found that he was clumsy and would only be of no help.

Brother Dahe asked him to collect these things everywhere and said that he would build a bicycle himself. Why did he feel so unreliable?

Xu Ergou shook his head. He had better cook. He was good at this and never failed to put in as much oil, salt and wine as needed.

Xu Ergou washed the pickles first, and then chopped the meat. By the time he made the pickle and vegetable patties, Jiang He had already put up the rack.

He looked at it and found that it looked a bit like a bicycle frame?

It’s just a show, who can’t do it?

Xu Ergou thought for a while, then went back to the kitchen to stir-fry hot and sour cabbage.

By the time he finished frying the spicy and sour cabbage, Jiang He had already installed the wheels on his bicycle and was still busy.

Xu Ergou was stunned for a while, it seemed like this was really the case?

By the time the irresistible aroma of the stewed rice with potatoes and sausages came out, Jiang He's bicycle ride was coming to an end.

Just in time, Zhu Yidao also came over, and he smelled the aroma of food before he entered the door.

He shouted into the room: "It smells so good... Ergou, can you eat the sausage you made?"

Xu Ergou didn't answer.

Zhu Yidao pushed the door open while carrying the pork belly and a chicken. When he saw the situation in the yard, he couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Hey, is this a bicycle? Which recycling station did you get it from, Jiang He? These horizontal bars are all broken." Rusty..."

Xu Ergou stood there and said stupidly: "Brother Dahe did this himself."

"What?" Zhu Yidao threw the ingredients in his hand to Xu Ergou and walked around the bicycle with great interest. "It looks shabby. Can it be ridden? Or is it just a shelf?"

Jiang He packed up his things and said, "I don't know. If there's no problem, I should be able to ride it."

Without saying a word, Zhu Yidao stepped up with two long legs, stepped on it hard, and the car flew out with a whoosh, almost hitting the wall.

He braked quickly and put his two long legs on the ground to stop his momentum.

Zhu Yidao was overjoyed and said to Jianghe, "Brother Dahe, there's something wrong with your car. It's too fast. I didn't even put much effort into it."

As he said that, he turned around and rode over. This time he didn't dare to use force and pedaled slowly.

Jiang He stared at the bicycle and asked, "Come on, tell me, how is it different from ordinary bicycles?"

Zhu Yidao said while pedaling the bicycle: "In addition to being faster and less labor-intensive, the seat is too small, so I only touch half of it with my butt... Brother Dahe, I said, why don't you make the seat bigger? It's uncomfortable for your butt." "

Jiang He knocked on the front of the car, "Don't you notice the point? This seat is specially made like this. An ordinary bicycle seat is comfortable to sit on. When pedaling, the calves are exerting force. After riding for a long time, not only the calves are sore but also... It hurts and my waist is uncomfortable.”

Zhu Yidao, a poor student, was confused, "So?"

"This bike is called a variable-speed bicycle. The seat is just a fulcrum. The center of gravity is not on the buttocks but on the whole body. It is less strenuous and healthier than an ordinary bicycle."

Zhu Yidao finally became interested. He opened the door enthusiastically and got on the bicycle again. "Brother Dahe, don't talk anymore. I'll go out and try it."

Seeing Zhu Yidao pedaling away quickly, Jiang He shook his head and said to Li Ergou, "Ergou, the materials are not enough. Get more and I will build a whole car for you."

Xu Ergou had been listening to the conversation between the two with his ears pricked up. Now he had no doubt at all whether the car made by Jianghe could be used.

Not only does it work, it works really well.

"Brother Dahe, don't worry, I will definitely take back all the things at the collection station." Xu Ergou was so excited. This is a bicycle that requires no tickets or money. Where can I find such a good thing?

Ten minutes later, Zhu Yidao came back happily on his bicycle.

"This bike is really great. It doesn't take any effort to go uphill. That's why it's called a speed bike? Brother Dahe, give me one too."

Jiang He didn't care, "Okay, you can find the materials yourself."

Due to professional reasons, it was easier for Zhu Yidao to get some parts back than the well-informed Xu Ergou, so that he could build a better bicycle.

The three of them ate, drank and chatted. After finishing the meal, Jiang He wiped his lips and went back to his business.

He picked up the black paint and prepared to give the bike a new look.

Zhu Yidao left reluctantly, and repeatedly told Jiang He: "Brother Dahe, let me see the finished product after the car is painted. Don't never ride back."

Jiang He said without raising his head, "Okay, okay. If you want, just bring over the parts to replace them. It doesn't have to be bicycle parts. The discarded parts of tractors and trucks can be used."

Xu Ergou had been standing by, watching excitedly.

After Jiang He finally finished painting, he put the bicycle in a cool place to dry with a cautious look on his face.

Brother Dahe just said that he would also give him a whole car. Why did he feel like he was dreaming?

**

The next day the bike was ready for use.

Jiang He was riding a bicycle, carrying a lunch box full of pepper pork belly chicken to Mr. Ye. The pork belly chicken had been simmered all night. When the lid was opened, the smell was so fragrant that one could hardly move.

Zhu Yidao's mother and Mr. Ye both have severe cold constitutions, so pepper stewed mutton or pork belly chicken are suitable for them.

There is a large yard where Ye Aijun lives, which is convenient for Mr. Ye to take medicinal baths and rest.

In just a few days, they got a big house with a courtyard. The power of the Ye family can be seen.

Old Ye drank pig stomach chicken with satisfaction. When he was waiting to die in Beijing, he couldn't eat anything. After coming to this small place, he could run and jump with a big appetite. He also slept soundly at night. During the day, he visited his former comrades-in-arms whenever he was free. He didn't want to leave.

"Dahe, your bike is wrong." Ye Aijun, who was already completely familiar with Jiang He, looked at the unique bike, "I haven't seen this style of bike, where did you buy it?"

"I made it myself." Jiang He said lightly, which stunned the grandparents of the Ye family.

Ye Aijun asked in disbelief: "Really? Where did you get the parts?"

If the bike was so easy to make, it wouldn't be so expensive. A worker would have to spend nearly half a year's salary to buy one.

Jiang He said nonchalantly: "From the recycling station, there are also some unwanted waste from the steel plant."

Ye Aijun and Zhu Yidao had the same reaction. Without saying a word, he got on the bike and rode out the door, deliberately riding towards the most rugged road. He also found the difference between this bike and others.

After returning, Ye Aijun reluctantly touched the bike that exuded the pungent smell of new paint.

Anyone who knows the goods knows the advantages of this bike.

"Dahe, how did you come up with this idea? This bike is really amazing."

Jiang He smiled and said nothing.

Ye Aijun turned around and explained the advantages of this bike to his grandfather, and finally concluded: "Grandpa, this is a unique bike in the country. I can guarantee that no Phoenix or Butterfly can compare to it. It is not laborious at all when going uphill. But it is not without shortcomings..."

Jiang He finally got a little interested, "If there are any shortcomings, I will change them."

"The posture is not good-looking. Just think about it, it is embarrassing to arch your big butt..." Ye Aijun looked embarrassed. People in this era are pure and can't do such embarrassing things.

Jiang He's eyes were dead.

Ye Aijun finally couldn't help laughing, "I'm kidding! How about selling your bicycle? I know the director of the bicycle factory, he will definitely be happy to buy your unique bicycle..."

"I plan to take this bicycle to the supply and marketing cooperative to exchange for something." Jiang He refused. The old man in the cowshed lacked everything. If he didn't take good care of it, he might not live for a few years.

There were too many things he lacked, and he didn't have much money now, and he couldn't get more living tickets, so he could only think of this way.

"What a waste of resources!"

Ye Aijun was simply desperate for his stupid brain, and said angrily: "You sell it to the bicycle factory, what tickets do you need? Sell it now, and change a smart brain to sell it directly to the bicycle factory, you will lose a lot, do you know!"

Jiang He was also helpless, "I'm in a hurry to buy something, I can't wait that long."

In order to prevent this idiot from selling this very technological bicycle at a low price, Ye Aijun had to give him all the tickets on his body, and borrowed some from others, of course not for free.

"After I sell this bicycle to the bicycle factory, I will take back the principal and interest."

The tickets his mother bought for his wedding were all given to this kid, so he had to get some back, otherwise it would be difficult for his mother.

On the other hand, he was thinking of marrying a woman at random to appease his grandfather. Since his grandfather can live for at least ten years, why is he in a hurry to marry a woman he doesn't like? Of course, he will continue to be free for a few years.

Jiang He was very happy, "Brother Ye, thank you, I will bring the drawings tomorrow."

After Jiang He left, Ye Aijun whispered to his grandfather, "I don't know what kind of fairy his fiancée is, he wants to buy so many things for her."

Ye Lao rolled his eyes at him, "At least he has this intention! If you like someone, grandpa is not stingy with tickets, you can use it as much as you want."

Ye Aijun immediately pretended to be deaf, he would not be fooled by his grandfather and was determined not to go on a blind date!

**

Jiang He rode his bicycle to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy a lot of necessities, especially the thin quilt.

It started to get hot during the day, but it was still quite cold without a quilt at night.

The young salesperson was not happy to use the abacus to settle the bill. Why didn't she meet such a good man who would spend all his money for her? If someone gave her so many things, she would marry him immediately without saying a word!

Xu Ergou looked at the pile of things stupidly and couldn't help asking: "Brother Dahe, is marriage equal to bankruptcy?"

"I bought this for someone else." Jiang He handed over a pound of meat, "Ergou, make me a lighter steamed meat pie and steam a few steamed buns. I will take them back to the village later."

Xu Ergou looked at the two thin quilts thoughtfully. The color didn't look like it was for marriage.

Xu Ergou hesitated, "Brother Dahe, the black market is being cracked down on now, you should be careful..."

Brother Dahe was about to get married. If he was caught by mistake, he would go to jail.

"You think too much. These things were bought with tickets." Jiang He knocked his head unceremoniously, "I said that I would keep my promise if I didn't become a thief in the future! These things were exchanged for the blueprints of the bicycle I modified..."

"Wow, this bicycle is so valuable?" Xu Ergou laughed, "Brother Dahe, you promised to build me one too."

"It also requires materials." Jiang He looked at the sky and waited until dark before leaving. The whereabouts of these things had to be kept secret from others.

Xu Ergou was immediately very motivated and promised: "I will try to go around a few more factories tomorrow." Whether it is a steel factory or a textile factory, there must be people selling scrap iron.

Xu Ergou touched the bicycle painted in domineering black with fiery eyes. He knew the efficiency of Brother Dahe. As long as he had the materials, he would have a bicycle in one day at most.

After the two of them had dinner, Xu Ergou put the steamed meat patties into an aluminum lunch box, and then wrapped a few steamed buns in lotus leaves.

Jianghe didn't say anything, and he didn't ask who the pile of things he bought were for. He only vaguely guessed that the destination of these things must be unusual.

"Brother Dahe, be careful." Xu Ergou couldn't help but remind him again and again.

Jianghe waved at him, put the things he bought today in a bamboo basket, tied the bamboo basket to the back seat, and rode towards the village.

It was late at night, and the air was cold. In order to save batteries, Jianghe didn't turn on the flashlight, and headed towards home in the moonlight.

**

Professor Ning hadn't slept yet. He slept all day today and was not sleepy now.

Mrs. Ning slept soundly beside him. He couldn't go to the fields to work today. His wife and other people in the cowshed helped him do his part of the work and fell asleep early because of exhaustion.

His wife said that thanks to the contribution of the young man named Jiang He in the village, the medicine he prescribed was effective, so he could get rid of fever so quickly.

Professor Ning was a little skeptical. It's not like he had never seen Jiang He before, but he was just a second-rate guy. How could he have such ability? And a miracle doctor? Why does it sound like a fairy tale?

But one thing is certain, this child is kind.

He pulled up the quilt that Jiang He brought over, and his whole body was warm, unlike the old quilt, which was almost the same as not covering him. His wife was always shivering with cold.

And white rice, he hadn't had white rice porridge for many years.

His wife counted the rice and made porridge for him, but she couldn't bear to drink it herself, which made Professor Ning feel sour and bitter.

He still couldn't die. If he died, his wife would not have the courage to live.

He had to live hard so that his wife could have rice porridge and live a good life one day.

Just when Professor Ning was feeling uneasy, there was a knock on the door, which startled him.

Who else would knock on the door so late at night?

"Uncle Ning, are you there?" Jiang He knocked gently.

Seeing that no one answered from inside, Jiang He was a little confused. Could it be that he didn't hear it? An old man in his sixties, his ears are not very sharp?

"Is Professor Ning there?"

This time Jiang He raised his voice slightly and pricked up his ears to listen to the movements around him.

Professor Ning was stunned. Was it not an illusion?

He stepped over the bed, picked up a stick for self-defense, and then walked to the door and asked vigilantly: "Who is it?"

"It's me, Jiang He."

Professor Ning was surprised. Just when he was thinking about Jiang He, he came over?

Although surprised, Professor Ning knew that Jiang He was not a bad person, so he hurriedly opened the door.

Jiang He looked around vigilantly, then walked in and closed the door of the cowshed with his backhand.

Mrs. Ning had already woken up from the noise. She was about to light the kerosene lamp when Jiang He stopped her.

"Don't draw attention." Jiang He said softly, turning on the flashlight. He covered the flashlight with his hand, which was already at the lowest brightness, and only illuminated a small area around.

Then Jiang He brought the bamboo basket he brought and placed it in front of the couple.

Professor Ning and his wife stared at the contents of the bamboo basket in amazement.

"Keep these things safe, don't let anyone find them." Jiang He motioned for Mrs. Ning to bring a bowl.

When the aluminum lunch box was opened, a scent of meat came out. Even when the fresh meat patties were cold, you could still smell the fragrance.

While Jiang He was busy, he said, "I wanted to bring you some braised pork, but Mr. Ning is just getting well, so he needs to eat something light." Although Mrs. Ning was not sick, she had been eating coarse grains for many years and had no oil in her stomach. Eating too much oil all of a sudden could easily cause diarrhea.

Mrs. Ning flipped through it and found that there were actually two cans of malted milk, which is a tonic.

A closer look revealed that the basket was full of things they could use.

Professor Ning had a gloomy face, and his eyes did not wander around the things that ordinary villagers would be greedy for at the sight of. He looked at Jiang He suspiciously.

After Jiang He put the things down, he asked in a deep voice: "What is your purpose?"

Jiang He sighed, "Uncle Ning, even if I have a purpose, what can you give me?"

In this fucked-up era, people's hearts are simple and complicated. Professor Ning and his wife have suffered a lot, and they are like hedgehogs at the slightest wind and rain.

Professor Ning didn't say anything. What else does he have now?

The eldest son also went to the countryside, and the second son shouted to sever ties with them, and turned the tables to kill his relatives for the greater good. His life can be seen at a glance. What can Jiang He do to him?

"You are right." Professor Ning showed a self-deprecating look on his face, and said disheartenedly, "There is nothing about me that can be taken."

Jiang He frowned. Living like a walking corpse like this is not what he wants.

"It's not that I don't have it." Jiang He thought for a while and said, "I want to learn from you. I heard that you used to be a professor of physics. I modified a bicycle, and then I found that my knowledge reserve was insufficient. It is very necessary to learn systematically."

He had a lot of things in his mind, and he had to find a place to get them.

Mrs. Ning was stunned. For the villagers, knowledge was not as important as food in this era. She didn't expect that there were still people who were so far-sighted.

Professor Ning focused all his attention on the bicycle that Jiang He mentioned, "You modified a bicycle? How did you modify it? Did you bring it here?"

Jiang He opened the door to listen to the movements around him, then stepped out and pushed the bicycle parked in the dark in.

"This is the speed-changing bicycle I modified."

Professor Ning couldn't wait to snatch the flashlight from Jiang He's hand and check the bicycle.

"It's a pity that I can't ride it myself. Come and tell me the principle of its shifting."

Jiang He said, and Professor Ning squatted there to study.

Mrs. Ning sat on the edge of the bed, watching an old man and a young child discussing in the dark. Seeing how they became more and more excited as they discussed, her eyes turned slightly red.

This is her husband! Talented, his eyes always light up when he talks about his favorite things.

Even though he was soft-hearted and could not be cruel when his youngest son was beaten, and was dragged to the countryside to this remote place in the mountains, she never regretted marrying him, let alone not getting divorced to save herself.

Professor Ning was very itchy. A good teacher always makes people unable to help themselves when they see a good idea.

"You come here tonight, and I'll tell you the principles behind it. Although you built the car, you don't understand the principles behind it at all. It's not enough to know what it is and not know why it works."

Jiang He nodded, and then became worried, "But I can't study without a light at night. If I turn on the light, I worry about being noticed."

Only then did Mrs. Ning know why Jiang He had stopped her from lighting the lantern.

"You are thinking too much. There are no people here in the cowshed, and there are no residents around. Who has the time to come and see us old immortals." Professor Ning laughed at himself. On weekdays, the villagers would take a detour when they saw them.

After sending Jiang He away, Mrs. Ning began to pack her things.

After reading these things, she said with a smile: "This kid is very thoughtful. He is afraid that the meat will be difficult to store and specially steams it into meat patties. When cooking porridge, just add some meat patties to make meat porridge."

Professor Ning took out a few steamed buns and said, "Send them to Xiao Niu and Xiao Long. They have been tired for a long day and must still be hungry."

"Honey, let's give them a can of this malted milk." Mrs. Ning thought for a while and said, "The calf is fine and his body is still strong, but the little dragon is much weaker. He hasn't been well since he had a fever last month, and sometimes Still coughing.”

Professor Ning was silent for a while, "I looked at Dahe as if he had real ingredients, and the medicine he prescribed worked well for me. You see, I can get out of bed today, unlike before when I had a fever and couldn't lift my strength for several days. Let Dahe take Xiaolong’s pulse and give him a prescription.”

Mrs. Ning smiled secretly, this was called going up the river, and her husband was indeed interested.

But that's good, seeing that he has a goal now and has changed from his previous lifelessness.

I wonder if Dahele is not willing to learn foreign languages ​​from her, she also wants to accept a student.

Mrs. Ning picked up two thin quilts and said, "Dahe has a heart. This quilt is suitable for the current weather. Mavericks and Xiaolong are in need just now."

People who have never been cold don't know how difficult it is to be in the dark without a warm quilt.

When it's too cold to sleep, it's not only the body that suffers, but also a heart riddled with holes.

**

Jiang He carried a piece of meat and a can of malted milk home.

As expected, he contradicted the word "frugal", and Ye Aijun actually spent most of the various tickets he borrowed.

But having said that, if you buy things in one go, you don't have to worry about arousing suspicion. The city is so small. If he buys a bottle of malted milk today and a quilt tomorrow, if the meddlesome salesperson tells him about it, it might arouse suspicion.

Maybe he thought he was preparing for a wedding, or thought he was buying it for someone else.

Next time, put some makeup on Ergou and let him come out to buy it, otherwise he will often show up at the supply and marketing cooperative to buy a bunch of things, and it won't make sense if he has a mouth to talk about.

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