During the meal, Song Haowen mentioned to everyone about finding a house. Qian Youlai's mother is more well-informed, and immediately said a few clues, and she still recognizes the owner.

Song Haowen was very interested in one of the houses. This house is located on the side of a road on the south side of Jingcheng University, about 800 meters away from the south gate of the university, with three bungalows facing the street, and there is a courtyard of less than 100 square meters behind the bungalows, and a small river outside the courtyard wall. Because the homeowner was going abroad, he was in a hurry to make a sale, and the price was 3,000 yuan, and it was estimated that he could still make a counteroffer. It was late today, so Song Haowen agreed with Qian Youlai's mother to go to see the house tomorrow morning and ask her to inform the owner first.

Qian Youlai's parents doubted whether Song Haowen could get so much money, after all, they didn't have a net income of 800 yuan a year, and if they removed the usual expenses and saved frugality, they couldn't save less than 200 yuan a year. 3,000 yuan is a huge amount of money, and based on their current income, they will have to save their family for nearly 20 years. If they knew that Song Haowen now had more than 15,000 yuan in deposit receipts, he might be so scared that he couldn't sleep at night.

Song Haowen didn't explain too much, but said that his relatives in Hong Kong gave his family a sum of money, barely enough to buy this suite. The parents of Qian Youlai were skeptical, but because it involved personal privacy, it was inconvenient to ask more.

After returning to the dormitory in the evening, Song Haowen saw that the dormitory was very lively, and several classmates were watching Wu Sida slapping the tape recorder with his hands.

Song Haowen immediately snatched the tape recorder from Wu Sida's hand, and asked Ding Mo, the secretary of the Youth League, for a starter, regardless of Wu Sida's strong protest, he opened the back cover of the tape recorder without authorization, and in the midst of everyone's doubts, I don't know what element he moved, the tape immediately rotated, and Teresa Teng's singing started again, but the tape was still very slow, and the sound quality was still very poor.

Everyone never expected that Song Haowen still had this hand, and they all looked at him with admiration. Song Haowen shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly and said, "It's nothing. If there are components, it will be a piece of cake to fix it completely. ”

Ding Mo asked Song Haowen if he had studied household appliance repair. Because not long after the start of school, everyone has not taken a few experimental classes, and they have not even used electrochrome, let alone identify circuit boards.

Song Haowen is not good to say that he has learned in his previous life, and this kind of circuit board is too primitive and simple compared with the integrated circuit in his previous life, just like 1+1=several, so he said nonsense, he learned from a young man in his hometown, and the other party's parents are senior engineers in Hucheng Household Appliances Factory, so he knows a little about the maintenance of household appliances.

At this time, as soon as the classmates in the dormitory next door heard that Song Haowen could repair household appliances, they immediately brought a red light radio, saying that the horn was broken, no matter how the station was adjusted, it was just a sizzling sound, but there was no program sound. Song Haowen took the radio and saw the reason, it was not that the horn was broken at all, but that the line was in poor contact.

There was a round of applause in the dormitory. Song Haowen's face also felt bright, and he was full of confidence in the maintenance career he was about to start.

The next day was Sunday. Early in the morning, Song Haowen went to the woods next to the dormitory for morning exercises, and after a few military body punches, his body was slightly sweating, so he had to go back to the dormitory to scrub it, and then go to breakfast.

At this time, when he met Zhu Hongyu, the squad leader who was running, and his classmate Na Renhua, Song Haowen shouted "Come on", which was regarded as a greeting. The other party smiled and waved his hand, and chased away.

Song Haowen thought that although he and Zhu Hongyu could see each other in class every day, there were very few opportunities to communicate with each other, and everyone was busy in the dormitory, classroom and canteen.

After breakfast, Song Haowen came to Qian Youlai's house, and then followed Qian Youlai's mother to the suite to be sold, only to see a middle-aged couple in their fifties standing in front of the door waiting.

Qian Youlai's mother introduced each other, and the couple were suspicious when they saw that the buyer was still a minor, but out of politeness, they did not break it, and politely invited the group into the house to visit.

Song Haowen looked at the house and was very satisfied, the quality of the three bungalows was very good, with blue bricks and gray tiles, tall and bright, and it looked relatively new. The beams are made of stout timber, and the interior and exterior floors are all paved with blue bricks. The courtyard looks not small, with an octagonal pavilion, a well, a flower bed, and a rockery. The only drawback is that there is no heating in this community, and the owners have to rely on charcoal stoves and earthen kang to heat themselves in winter.

After the owner led everyone to see it, he asked Song Haowen with interest: "Young man, how is it?" ”

Song Haowen nodded and said, "Not bad." I want to. ”

The homeowner asked, a little incredulous, "Do you really want to buy?" Would you like to ask your parents to come and see it? ”

"No need. I'm in charge of this. Song Haowen said.

The owner of the house was still skeptical, and asked the mother who had the money: "Are you sure you want it?" ”

Qian Youlai's mother glanced at Song Haowen and felt that he was serious, so she said, "If we want it, it's just that the price is a bit high." ”

The owner immediately replied, "As long as you really want it, the price is negotiable." ”