"Toot!"

"Toot toot!" pinched the clutch handle, put in neutral first, and pedaled the motorcycle with the starting lever.

"Crisp sound, two-stroke air-cooled locomotive. The exhaust emits light blue and heavy black smoke, the impact is weak, the throttle feels no lag, and the air intake is insufficient. Yan Songjie blurted out a string of terms, which made Ye Chao inexplicable.

"The exhaust emits light blue and heavy black smoke, the combustion is incomplete, the air intake is small, and the air filter is dirty. If the sponge core is cleaned, the paper core can only be replaced. Yan Songjie followed up and said the maintenance plan.

"Uncle, does my brother really know how to repair motorcycles? Ye Chaoren was a complete layman, and his eyes for help turned to Ye Jiacheng, holding his breath and waiting.

"I removed the air filter core and started it again to check if it was correct. Yan Songjie used a cross to open the plastic shell of the air filter under the seat cushion of the motorcycle, and pulled out the paper core filter.

"Bang bang bang!" the exhaust was faint blue smoke, and no heavy black smoke came out.

"You use your hand to block the exhaust pipe and see if the exhaust has a strong impact. Yan Songjie asked Ye Chaoren to stretch his hand and try to feel it.

"Change the car, Meng is not right. Ye Chaoren was convinced, and launched a motorcycle to be repaired.

"Toot toot!" The exhaust is faint and blue, but the exhaust is still weak.

Yan Songjie used a long-handled screwdriver against the outside of the cylinder and listened to the sound of the cylinder. I opened the oil measuring ruler and rubbed it to produce black oil, which had a slight silvery-white metal shavings and no stickiness. At the mouth of the oil measuring scale, there is also a hot air spray.

Shut off first, put in gear, and manually turn the rear wheel with the engine, which is flexible and lightweight, not pulling the cylinder.

"Four-stroke air-cooled locomotives, crankcase gas strings, oil deterioration, piston gas seal ring wear. It is necessary to disassemble the engine, cylinder head, and cylinder liner. Yan Songjie gushed.

"Prepare cylinder head paper gaskets, cylinder liner paper gaskets, pistons, piston ring fittings, four-stroke oil, and clean the oil filter core. Pay attention to the valve timing, the piston ring gas seal ring and the oil scraper ring up and down position, and do not install incorrectly. ”

"It is estimated that at least ten years of maintenance experience, and the family also drives a motorcycle repair business?" Ye Jiacheng met the master of his peers, his eyes were hot, and he asked Yan Songjie enthusiastically.

"Hahaha!" Ye Chaoren laughed heartily: "Big brother, he is a monk!"

"The monk can't do it, and he is going to work here to make a living. Yan Songjie is serious.

"You have Shen Wansanji's treasure pot, will you come to the motorcycle repair shop?" Ye Minghui glanced at Yan Songjie, and didn't believe it.

"Alas~! Sister Hui saw through it at a glance, I was talking about a cooperative motorcycle sales project. "Yan Songjie is here, and his leaping thinking has made Ye Jiacheng blind.

"I have a lot of motorcycles for sale in stock and sell them for 20 percent of the price. ”

"The 200,000 car market is not large, and the high-end customer base is not something we can reach. "Ye Jiacheng is self-aware, ordinary ordinary people repair it, spend 200,000 yuan to buy a motorcycle, and it can't go crazy.

"Songjie went to work in the repair and distribution shop, what are we doing? After Lin Nian expelled Ye Chaoren and took the motorcycle to get out, he found that the five of them had nothing to do except cook food.

"Sister Lin Nian, don't make a mess, it's impossible for Songjie to work, put the cart before the horse. Wu Ming'er didn't know what Yan Songjie was going to do, but he was sure that he wouldn't work.

"I knew I wouldn't come to Xiangjiang, like a bird in a cage, it's so boring!" Lin Nian regretted not being at the beginning and forcibly followed.

"Sister Lin Nian, you can go back first, the Iron Man suit is in the living room. Han Zhimei pointed to the Iron Man suit without hesitation and said, as if she was afraid that Lin Nian would regret it.

"Hmph, I haven't gone to the street yet, what is the hurry to go back. Lin Nian pursed his lips, unhappy and unwilling.

"Don't go out and cause trouble, don't do it! Watch TV. Dai Pingping begged Sister Lin Nian.

"Shameless and obscene!" Lin Nian looked at the wireless jade station, the adult sex education station program, her whole body was hot, and her pretty face was flushed.

"Xiangjiang is not even a serious TV station, and Xiangjiang women are no better, they must not leave Songjie an inch. Lin Nian concluded that it was too easy to learn badly in Xiangjiang if you were rich.

"You can't watch TV shows!" Dai Pingping was a little flustered for no reason, touching her burnt cheeks.

"You can watch it with my brother. Han Zhimei was eager to try.

"Alas~!Wait for Songjie to come back and ask, is there a plan. Wu Ming'er was also shy, Xiangjiang was too open.

"I cook all three meals by myself, I'm really tired!" Liang Yuhong complained, they were all super big rice buckets, which could be eaten more than pigs, and the time to cook three meals would pass in the daytime.

"Honghong hold on, I'm optimistic about you!" Lin Nian looked at Liang Yuhong with encouraging eyes, cheering up and boosting morale.

"It's only been a long time since we retreated, and Songjie will laugh at us again. Wu Ming'er helped and supported Lin Nian.

"Oops! Yoyo! Fat boy, quickly take [Bao Xin An's Oil], I have rheumatic pain in my joints again. Ye Jiacheng's face was pale, his hands trembled, and he only felt that his whole body was trembling.

Ye Mingfa hurriedly went to get the [Bao Xin An'an Oil], Yan Songjie leaned over and looked sincere: "Uncle, I have ancestral mung beans, which specialize in treating rheumatic pain in joints, and the beans will be cured!"

"There is a lot of humidity in Xiangjiang, and almost everyone suffers from rheumatism. I have been suffering from rheumatism for 17 years, and I have been suffering from rheumatism for many years. ”

Ye Jiacheng looked at Yan Songjie with puzzled eyes and asked, not letting go of a trace of healing.

"Your ancestral mung bean can really cure me, the joints of my legs are swollen, painful, morning, numbness, and the joints can't be straightened. ”

"Ye Chaoren is here!" Ye Minghui pulled Ye Chaoren to the corner, and lowered his voice with a cold face: "Your eldest brother is a Jianghu man?" ”

"Hehe! My eldest brother is a Buddhist, and his Dharma name is Bajie! Ye Chaoren felt that Sister Minghui was so funny, and dared to say that the Bajie Living Buddha was a liar, and she was guaranteed to be scolded to death in Jiangpu County.

"Have you ever seen mung bean cure for joint rheumatism?" Ye Minghui asked Ye Chaoren rhetorically.

"No, but the eldest brother said that mung beans can be cured, and ironclad can be cured. Ye Chaoren patted his chest and reassured, quoted the cornucopia, and said something angry to Ye Minghui with a smile.

"Sister Minghui, didn't you say that Shen Wansanji's treasure pot is fake, what is the result, seeing is believing. ”

"I hate it, blame me! I can't cure it, see how I clean up your big brother." Ye Minghui was a little angry, his pretty face was slightly angry, and he shook his claws to demonstrate.

"Uncle Ye is lying on the bed!" Yan Songjie asked Ye Jiacheng to lie flat on the folding bed, and took out the mung beans he had just purchased from the Shuning Yunshang system from his shoulder bag.

"Are you an ancestral mung bean?" Ye Jiacheng looked at the emerald mung bean, how did he look like a brand new product.

"Emerald green represents vigorous vitality, and the use of vigorous vitality to expel rheumatic foci is used, otherwise it will be said to be an ancestral treasure. Yan Songjie was talking nonsense in his mouth, mobilizing the Yin and Yang Jindan, and transforming the true qi of the green dragon filled his eyes.

"It makes sense that if there is vitality in rheumatism, the disease will be cured. Ye Jiacheng nodded in agreement, that's the reason.

"Huh~!Uncle Ye, you have been shot. Yan Songjie saw a bullet in Ye Jiacheng's left arm, which was very old.

"Old scars! The bullet was not taken out, just get used to it. Ye Jiacheng responded unhurriedly.

"Oh!" Yan Songjie didn't say much, his hands were covered with Qinglong True Qi and he expelled rheumatic lesions through mung beans.

"Your eldest brother can't do it, it's rained all over for an hour and a half, and the ancestral mung bean hasn't been massaged yet. Ye Minghui's tone was obviously displeased, urging Ye Chaoren to ask.