"This way...... Slow down!"

"yes, slow down!"

"Alright!", Graff patted the bed of the truck, looking at the young man who had come out of the driver's seat with some envy. The young man was in his early twenties, and he was already driving a truck, knowing that Graff's dream as a child was to become a truck driver for a truck. Every day he would be loaded with goods and happily roamed the streets of the city, and no one could stop him from moving freely.

Unfortunately, he couldn't afford a truck, let alone drive.

The trucker's name is Myron, the son of Mr. Kerryne, who bought the truck for a small sum of money and then used his position and connections at the station to make short deliveries to some cargo owners. I have to say that the reason why capitalists can become capitalists is indeed not blown out. His vision is very sharp, his sense of smell is also very sensitive, and in less than a year, the money to buy a car has been paid off, and now he earns as much as he wants. In some busy months, Myron was able to earn more money in a month than his father, and it was much more.

This is the truth that scarcity is expensive, after all, not everyone can afford trucks. Most of the people who can afford to buy trucks are capitalists, and they would rather spend a little more money to buy a car than buy a truck.

What the?

What about transportation? Of course, let the workers carry the transportation, otherwise they should be fed, drunk, and given money every day, just to support them as parents? Of course, they should be asked to work!

Two thousand five hundred cases of wine was not something that could be pulled in one go, and this was only the first time that all the members of the Townsfolk Association had come here to help Durin carry and store the wine. Doolin gave them a decent salary and gave them the courage to hold their heads high, then they had to do something for Doolin, even if it was something they weren't very happy to do.

Myron leaned on the carriage, looked at the big man beside him, and patted his arm, which was all body hair, "Brother, borrow a fire!"

Graff rolled his eyes and took out a match, slid it on Myron's pants, and with a clatter, Myron put his hands on the match, took two puffs in his mouth, exhaled some smoke, and patted Graff's hand, who threw the match on the ground and crushed it with his foot.

"I said, why build a warehouse outside the city? The road is not very easy to walk, and it will be very troublesome to ship it out in the future?", for Myron, who has been running goods in the city, it is very strange Du Lin's choice, the road outside the city is mostly gravel and mud roads, when the weather is fine, it is fine, but once it rains, it is simply life-threatening. And the rental cost of warehouses in the city is not very expensive, after all, Tenaire is a small city, and now a warehouse of 100 square meters only costs 50 yuan a day, and only 15 yuan a month.

Graff didn't know how to answer, didn't say anything, rolled his eyes again and then kept silent, staring at the brat porters.

"Because it's almost winter. At this time, a voice came from the other side of the truck, it was Durin's voice. He walked over to Graff's side and glanced at Graff, who immediately walked to the truck bed with the group of boys and began to carry the goods, "There are still three months to go into winter, and these drinks can destroy some of them when stored at low temperatures, I haven't read them, I don't understand very well, in short, if it's too cold, it will make the taste of these wines change a little badly." ”

"So I bought the farm and built a special storage room so that the drinks could survive the winter and be ready for the coming year's party. ”

To be honest, Myron didn't understand, he didn't say anything about the changes, the devil knows what it was. But he still had a "I see" expression on his face, and kept nodding his head as Durin spoke, because he had read books, and at least he was more educated than the people here. So he had to show himself to be a literate person, and not illiterate.

"How's it going, are the road conditions okay?", after Durin finished talking nonsense that he didn't know what it was, he smiled and patted Myron's shoulder, Myron is not very used to being patted on the shoulder by his own little guy, but he also knows very well that this guy is a rich man. He and his father may have had many differences in life, but they were surprisingly consistent in their treatment of the rich, that is, not to be offended.

Miron took two puffs of his cigarette and threw it on the ground, standing up straight, "The road is not bad, sir, at least it is not too bumpy, and there is no slippery place, it is just a little far." ”

Hire Miron to deliver the drinks, and give him eighty cents for one trip, which is a fair price, and at the same time it is better than many times. It will take about seven to eight trips to finish all of them, and it will cost at least five dollars. It's not so easy to earn five dollars these days, and the coolies in the station are only eight or nine dollars a month, and only a strong one like Graff can exceed ten dollars.

Durin's gaze quickly fell on the truck, he touched the bed of the truck, the cold texture of the metal made him feel very comfortable to touch, "How much does this kind of truck cost now?"

"Five hundred and fifty dollars, and it's not a one-time investment. Du Lin cupped his hands and tilted his head slightly, letting Miron continue, "For example, maintenance, it needs to be repaired at least twice a year, replacing some parts or something, it adds up to about fifteen yuan, and Yao Jing." A standard Yaojing can make this car travel 6,000 kilometers, or 32 yuan. ”

"With my daily back-and-forth mileage, it is about 3,000 to 4,000 kilometers a month, which means that on average, it is basically two yuan for three days, and more than 100 yuan a year. Together, it costs nearly 200 yuan a year!"

When he said this, Miron obviously sighed a little, he originally thought that after buying this big guy for five hundred and fifty yuan, he didn't need to spend anything, but he didn't expect to eat him for about two hundred yuan every year, and this part was all from his profits. If it weren't for these expenses, he would have moved out long ago and moved in on his own.

Durin nodded, already having a number in his mind. With the distillation of the high-grade liquor filled, the transportation aspect is also on the agenda. It is absolutely impossible to always rely on others for transportation, firstly, the transportation fee occupies a part of the cost, which is not a small cost, and secondly, using others to transport will inevitably expose some things that cannot be exposed, so he has decided to buy a car.

Buying a car was a big deal for Dulin in the past, and the price of a truck for five hundred and fifty yuan was simply sky-high. But for Doolin now, it's not a big expense, not counting the cost, that's fifty-five bottles of high-spirited wine.

The car in this world is not the same as the car in that world in his dream, the car in that world eats something called gasoline, and the car in this world eats Yaojing.

After putting the standard unit of Yaojing into the power room and installing it, close the window of the power room. Whenever the vehicle needs to be used, catalysts are poured into the power chamber, and these catalysts will immediately produce a violent reaction when they come into contact with the obsidian crystal, generating high temperature and high pressure and vaporizing the catalyst, forming a huge continuous internal pressure. This tremendous internal pressure is enough to propel the truck's gear set to turn and move the vehicle forward.

It has to be said that this is a very magical thing, and what is even more amazing is that it was only a decorative material before it was discovered to have the ability to generate heat energy and release pressure almost endlessly. From the appearance, this kind of Yaojing is milky white and transparent, very high-grade and stylish, and is mostly used for high-end decoration. Later, there was a man who was called "changing the course of the world", and I don't know if there was a tendon that was not quite right, so he actually made a toilet out of a large piece of Yaojing.

When he sat on the Yaojing toilet for the first time to defecate, human technology took a big leap forward.

Oh yes, and thanks to his scalded ass and balls, he paid a terrible price for the progress of all mankind.

This father of motivation has also been included in the textbook, which should have been a very serious course, but I don't know why the students always can't control themselves when they study this text, and they always have to laugh out loud and affect the order of the class.

There are also some less serious scholars who call this great discovery a "stock market crash"!