Chapter 405: The demeanor of a scholar

The person called Brother Wan neither admitted nor denied it, but looked at the oil stains on He Tao and Yang Zun's faces with interest.

"What's the matter with your oily faces, are you going to pretend to be Africans or are you going to be a door god?"

"Hehe, we bought a broken three-wheeled motorcycle that was crashed at the scrap yard, and we plan to use the bucket behind it to change a trolley, and we are dismantling it, isn't it normal to get some oil on our bodies. ”

"Okay, now I dare to buy a car, it seems that the money is not less. ”

"Isn't this borrowing Brother Wan's light, my uncle-in-law is the leader of the scrap team in the scrap collection station, we bought it at the scrap price, and it didn't cost a few yuan, if you make a new cart and even buy a carport with a carport, don't think about it without twenty yuan." ”

"It's up to you to change the tricycle to a cart, so you might as well fix it... What kind of tricycle? Take me to see it. ”

This must be looked at, in case it is useful.

Wan Feng took out ten yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into Jia Chunyan's hand: "Sister Jia, I'm going to see the tricycle, you have to go and change the wheel yourself." ”

When he stuffed the money, he secretly touched it in Jia Chunyan's hand.

Wow! It's so smooth.

In Wan Feng's eyes, women in their thirties are the most attractive, Jia Chunyan is undoubtedly in this range, especially this woman looks quite coquettish, touching her hands is not a hooligan, besides, he also gave money.

Jia Chunyan seemed to feel Wan Feng's movements, and gave Wan Feng a fierce look.

It's just that Wan Feng has already run away, and this white eye can only fall on Wan Feng's back, and it has no effect.

He Tao's house is not far from this alley, an old-fashioned small courtyard house.

After 30 years of paralysis, this small yard can sell for at least a million.

Wan Feng has been considering whether to buy some real estate in the main places of the county for two years.

However, I gave up this plan because the investment cycle was too long, but I could consider buying a house and keeping it for myself.

There was a sky-blue three-wheeled motorcycle parked in the yard of He Tao's house, but it was rusty, and the carport of the rear bucket had been dismantled and thrown in the corner.

The car was clearly in a traffic accident from the front, with only a deformed rim left in the front wheel, two forks almost joined together and a serious pit on it, and the cab was also badly deformed, and the impact marks seemed to be caused by hitting the building.

This is a Dongfeng brand 250 three-wheeled motorcycle produced by Beijing Motorcycle Factory, which was originally called the Great Wall brand and later changed to the Dongfeng brand.

The engine of the motorcycle is a 250 engine imitated from Czechoslovakia, and the Happiness 250 engine of Shanghai Sea has the same taste, and there are many small problems.

These motorcycles were still in production until the late eighties.

Wan Feng is concerned about whether the engine and transmission system of this car are intact, and he really doesn't care about anything else.

The two doors of the cab could no longer be opened, and Wan Feng took a crowbar to open the car door.

What is surprising is that the engine is still covered with a quilt, but it is already in tatters, and it was dragged down by Wan Feng.

This shows that it was still winter when the car had an accident, otherwise what would the machine be doing.

When Wan Feng's gaze fell on the engine, his heart couldn't help jumping excitedly.

After careful inspection, at least from the outside, there is no crack in the engine, as long as there are no problems with the cylinder block, there is hope for this machine.

Don't want a car with a good engine? This car can be repaired with reason, so why don't you want it? Is it because the mouth is too old?

Wan Feng circled around the car twice and finally found the aluminum nameplate with black and white edges.

Cargo three-wheeled motorcycle, model: BM021A, vehicle weight 400kg, power and engine number are not clear, the factory date is recognizable: June 5, 1974.

More than six years of cars, this is okay, why do you sell scrap products?

At that time, domestic cars had not been scrapped, unless a car fell apart or was skewed.

This car obviously hasn't fallen apart yet, is it an evil?

If the car commits evil, it is not a trick at all.

When Wan Feng was in Longjiang, there was a liberation and evil in their sub-field, and the most thing this car did was to pull up the big tree, and they had a close contact with the big tree every three or five days.

The division thought of a lot of ways, what to change the big shelf, change the engine, change the tire, change the license plate, but it didn't use anything to change it, so it loved to touch the big tree.

Eventually, the car was left there and no one drove it again.

If this kind of thing is said, ordinary people will not believe it at all, but Wan Feng believes it.

"Is there anything else in the scrapyard?"

He Tao shook his head: "No, it's just this one, it's been more than a month since I sent it in." ”

"How much did you buy this car?"

"Fourteen yuan, two cents a pound and more than seven hundred pounds. ”

"I'll give you twenty, I want this car, and I'll pull it away tomorrow. ”

Wan Feng began to regret why he didn't take the tow bucket with him today, and he had to come again tomorrow.

"Brother Wan, if you want it, you can keep it, and you don't have to give the money. ”

"Yes, what are your brothers talking about money?"

He Tao and Yang Zun are one sentence.

"It's my own brother who has to settle the account, take it, don't dismantle it again, I'll clean it up and see if I can use it again. ”

This thing costs more than 8,000 yuan to buy a new thing, this thing was not something that a person could own before the eighties, and now he bought it at the scrap price, even if it is not good to clean it up, it is comfortable to keep it.

Wan Feng couldn't imagine that he would buy such a thing when he came to buy accessories for the sewing machine today, and he was in a very comfortable mood.

drove the tractor back abruptly, but this time Wan Feng can pay attention to the situation on the road, don't bump into people, in case one is killed, it will be fun.

If a traffic accident occurs on a road with almost no motor vehicles, if it is known to future generations, it will not be laughed off!

At more than ten o'clock in the morning, Wan Feng drove a car and parked at the door of Luan Feng's house.

Holding the accessories in both hands, I bought the accessories and went directly into the finished product warehouse.

"Have I bought all the lists?"

"It's all bought. Wan Feng put his pocket on the ground and poured out the messy accessories from it.

Master Feng looked at the time: "It's almost all repaired this afternoon, and I can go back tomorrow." ”

This is thinking about my wife, and I really didn't want to think about it after leaving for two days.

Being verbose here may delay Master Feng's work, so Wan Feng retreated to the sewing workshop to hand over the accounts to Luan Feng.

He almost handed over the business accounts of the clothing stall to Luan Feng, no matter how much money he collected outside, he would hand it over when he came back.

Luan Feng then returned Wan Feng's profits to him after accounting according to various expenses and income.

Originally, a person who barely passed mathematics had the demeanor of a scholar after half a year's exercise.

I can't help but say that money still has a huge magic.