Siheyuan: Starting as a chef in a rolling mill
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"Why are you asking this?"

The boss stopped his fan and asked warily.

"Most of your cars are assembled, right?”

"I want to ask if you want this person. I'll help you assemble it for free and provide you with food.”

Yi Yongqing said with a smile.

"You still have to work tomorrow. What are you doing here?”

He Yushui asked curiously.

"I'm free on Saturday and Sunday. I'll learn some skills.”

"Don't worry, I have a job. I definitely won't snatch your job.”

"I haven't asked for your name yet. My name is Yi Yongqing. This is my friend, He Yushui."

Yi Yongqing turned to ask the shop owner after he finished talking to He Yushui.

"My surname is He."

"You want to learn how to assemble a bicycle?"

The boss stood up and walked over to look at Yi Yongqing carefully.

"Yes, if I had a car like this, how much would you pay?”

Yi Yongqing was still asking about the 80% new car.

"If you have it, I'll offer this price!"

The boss spread out five fingers and said.

"Fifty? You're selling it for 70 yuan. Aren't you too black-hearted?”

He Yushui said angrily.

"If I say 70, then you'll buy at 70. No bargaining?”

The boss laughed.

People who came to buy second-hand bicycles must be greedy for cheap.

"Then what's the lowest?"

He Yushui asked anxiously.

The boss didn't say anything and made a six gesture.

According to Yi Yongqing's estimation, he could probably sell 58 bicycles. A few second-hand bicycles would be equivalent to an ordinary worker's monthly salary.

Yi Yongqing thought that in the future, if he repaired or assembled his own cars, the cost and selling price of each car would have to be at least five to ten yuan of profit. With more than 150 yuan, he would probably have to assemble more than 15 to 30 cars.

It would take one to two months to get four cars in a week.

Later, he would ask the steel mill and food factory if they had any discarded bicycles for sale. He only had about 20 yuan on hand, so he could only start with the lowest quality second-hand bicycles.

It would be best if the profits were bigger to save time.

"You can earn 10 yuan at 60 yuan. This is much more profitable than working.”

He Yushui mumbled. One car was ten yuan, and ten cars sold in a month was a hundred yuan. She really didn't expect a middle-aged man with an unattractive appearance and a small tarpaulin shed to be so profitable.

"Uncle, is your car selling well?"

Yi Yongqing asked with a smile.

The boss smiled, shook his fan, and sat back down.

Naturally, he couldn't tell others about his business secrets. However, looking at the owner's leisurely attitude, Yi Yongqing felt that this bicycle should sell very well.

In this day and age, bicycles were expensive. Whoever had a bicycle would be more handsome than others.

To be able to buy an 80% new second-hand bicycle for less than half the price or even lower, it was quite a good deal.

Yi Yongqing decided to stay and learn first. After much persuasion, perhaps it was because Yi Yongqing's charm value was high that Uncle He finally agreed. However, he did not have a salary and only cared about food.

Just as they finished talking, a little girl around the age of thirteen walked over with a big watermelon in her arms.

Uncle He saw it and immediately ran over to take it.

"Good girl, where's your mother?"

Uncle He asked his daughter.

"I'm killing fish at home. Big watermelon, I picked it myself in the field.”

the little girl said with a smile.

"Aiyo, I don't have a knife here. How can I eat it?”

Uncle He said cheerfully.

"Uncle, let me do it. I'm not bragging, but my hand knife is perfect!”

"Rainwater, help me up!"

Yi Yongqing carried the watermelon and placed it on a wooden board beside him. He let He Yushui support him on the right side and chopped down with a knife.

It had to be said that 65 Stamina was not a joke. He cut it in half with one cut, although it was not very neat.

Following the missing eaves, Yi Yongqing pulled a few times and separated out more than ten pieces of watermelon of various sizes.

It was a good time for the watermelon to ripen. The juice was full, fresh, red, and tender.

"Your watermelon is not bad!"

"Come, try it first. Little sister, it's yours!”

Yi Yongqing smiled as he handed over two slices of watermelon, looking as if he had cooked them naturally.

The little girl blinked and looked at Yi Yongqing and He Yushui. She didn't say anything or take the watermelon.

"My daughter, He Tongtong. This is Yi Yongqing. You call him Brother Qing, and this is…Hey, what's your name again?”

Uncle He took the watermelon and handed a slice to his daughter. Then, he began to introduce it.

"He Yushui, the little girl is so cute!”

He Yushui coughed lightly and said with a smile.

"Then call her Sister Shui."

Uncle He said directly.

"Sister Shui? Is it protein?" Yi Yongqing laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Just call me sister!"

He Yushui pinched Yi Yongqing's arm shyly and turned to He Tongtong.

"Brother Qing, dissolve it!"

He Tong Tong took a bite of the watermelon and mumbled.

After the few of them finished eating the watermelon, Uncle He asked He Tongtong to look after the stall for a while. Then, he brought Yi Yongqing and He Yushui to his house.

That was where he worked.

Although it wasn't far, the three of them came to a brick house after a few twists and turns. Among them, there was a large courtyard that was Uncle He's house.

There were some vegetables, fruits, and so on planted in the surroundings. The trees were shady, and it was very quiet and comfortable. Yi Yongqing parked He Yushui's car in the courtyard.

Uncle He first introduced Yi Yongqing and He Yushui to the wife who was cooking. The wife's surname was Zhang. She was from the Zhang family. However, the New China did not use this way of addressing her. She was called Aunt Zhang.

The two of them came over after breakfast, so they rejected Aunt Zhang's kindness to eat together. After all, she did not prepare food for the two of them at first.

"If you don't eat now, you won't have lunch. Dinner will be at five in the afternoon.”

Uncle He said.

Farmers rarely ate breakfast. They usually had lunch at nine or ten and dinner at five or six in the evening.

Their area was on the edge of the Second Ring Road. It was not considered a village. There was only a little land around. However, their habits were similar to that of the village. Although there was a community, they did not have to work hard every day to earn work points.

Because it was close to the inner city, they lived quite well by supplying vegetables and fruits to the city. It was not as good as the city, but at least it was much better than the countryside.

It was not until 1992 that the first Second Ring Road was completed.

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