In the next few days, Yan Jiekuang spent all his time studying bicycles apart from going to school.
There was a bicycle at home, which was convenient for Yan Jiekuang.
It was too expensive to take the bus, but Yan Jiekuang couldn't stand walking every day. He just wanted to own a bicycle.
However, bicycles were not simple in the 1960s.
In Yan Jiekuang's words, a bicycle was equivalent to a Bentley.
Riding a bicycle was more glamorous than driving a Bentley.
It was not an exaggeration to say that it was easy to get married with a bicycle.
Speaking of the bicycle, he had to mention Shazhu. He was really good to He Yushui. He bought a bicycle for He Yushui, but he didn't have one.
If Silly Zhu had a bicycle, it would definitely be a big bonus for him.
Buying a bicycle cost more than 150 yuan and required a bicycle ticket.
Money could be saved, but bicycle tickets were really hard to come by.
The biggest bicycle ticket in the capital, Pigeon, only had a bicycle ticket, and a bicycle ticket cost 30 yuan.
If he went to Pigeon City to buy a bicycle ticket, then went to the hardware building or department store to buy a bicycle, it would cost about 200 yuan.
Yan Jiekuang's idea was very simple. He just wanted to buy some parts and assemble them.
For example, the scrapped bicycle has more or less parts that can be used.
It was allowed by the state to fiddle with bicycles.
However, the bicycle needed to be stamped, so he needed to show the receipt.
In addition, if a bicycle suddenly appeared, the neighborhood committee would also come to find out.
"Don't break my bike.”Seeing Yan Jiekuang studying the bicycle, Yan Bugui was very worried. After all, it was his bicycle.
Yan Bugui knew what Yan Jiekuang was thinking, but he didn't think too highly of it.
There were people who used a lot of bicycle parts to make a bicycle, but only a few. Those who had the ability could open a repair shop.
Almost all the bicycle parts were made of iron, and it wouldn't be cheap to sell them as scrap metal. Therefore, Yan Jiekang had almost used up all his private savings and even borrowed some from Yan Jiecheng.
Of course, with the space, Yan Jiekuang could also take some bicycle parts from the junkyard.
The research on the bicycle was almost done, and the parts were almost ready.
However, most of the parts were rusted, so Yan Jiekuang was busy polishing them.
With Yan Jiekuang's polishing, the bicycle parts became shiny.
The people in the courtyard were also discussing.
At Xu Damao's house.
"Yan Jiekuang is just dreaming. He can make a bicycle by selling some scrap?”Xu Damao curled his lips.
"Maybe Yan Jiekuang will really come up with something!”Although Lou Xiao'e didn't think highly of Yan Jiekuang, she disagreed with Xu Damao.
"If he does, I'll call him father.”Xu Damao's eyes widened.
"Then it's better if he doesn't come out.”
Silly Zhu's house.
Yi Zhonghai had come to look for Silly Zhu because he wanted Silly Zhu to help Qin Huiru. The Jia family had not been doing well recently, and Jia Zhangshi and the stick had lost weight.
"Yan Jiekuang is just messing around. He bought a lot of discarded bicycle parts and still wanted to make a bicycle.”Yi Zhonghai said.
"Third Uncle is in a bad mood.”Silly Zhu laughed.
"It would be strange if his son was in a good mood.”Yi Zhonghai said.
The Jia family and many others were also making sarcastic remarks.
None of them were optimistic about Yan Jiekuang.
After
polishing the parts, Yan Jiekuang began to assemble them.
First, there were two or eight bars connected to the two wheels, followed by the chain and the pedal.
After doing it for a while, it looked like it, but it couldn't be ridden.
"It's not a big problem, but the parts are not complete yet. We have to gather the parts today.”While thinking, Yan Jiekuang stopped his work and left the semi-finished product at home.
After leaving the courtyard house, Yan Jiekuang went to Pigeon Market to sell some eggs.
After he had some money, he went to buy spare parts.
He used space to smooth it out a little more.
The parts were complete.
The bill was also settled.
Everything was ready. Once the bicycle was ready, they could go and smash the stamp.
If there was no space, it would take more than ten yuan to gather the parts for a bicycle.
In other words, the lowest cost of making a bicycle was more than ten yuan.
Of course, these were good parts. If it was a broken part, it would be very cheap. If it could be repaired, the cost would be even lower.
The cost of assembling a bicycle with the parts that were bought would definitely exceed ten yuan. If he bought the broken parts to repair them and then assembled the bicycle, the cost could be reduced to less than ten yuan.
The country encouraged hands-on creation. Buying bicycle parts to assemble was also a skill. As long as they could provide the receipt for buying various bicycle parts, no one could say anything.
As for helping others to make bicycles, it was fine to do it on a small scale, or it would be speculation.
A
large group of children looked at the semi-finished product that Yan Jiekuang had made.
"Awesome, Yan Laosan might really be able to make a bicycle.”a child said.
"Yan Jiekuang?" the stick meme said disdainfully. Impossible. If he can make a bicycle, I'll jump into the manure pit and eat it in big mouthfuls.”
"Only the old master of the repair shop can do it. Yan Jiekuang definitely can't do it.”
"Yan Jiekuang is really rich to buy so many bicycle parts.”
"He's crazy. He borrowed money everywhere to buy bicycle parts. I heard he borrowed ten yuan.”
"I heard he borrowed fifteen dollars.”
He
would never believe that Yan Jiekuang could make a bicycle, so he laughed at Yan Jiekuang for borrowing money to buy bicycle parts.
In the eyes of the meme, Yan Jiekuang was a fool. How good would it be if he had the money to buy Arctic Ocean soda? He could also buy toffees or small firecrackers.
"Yan Jiekuang is a fool, even more so than Silly Zhu.”The stick meme said.
However, the children beside the rod stopped talking.
Feeling that the atmosphere was not right, the stick turned around and saw Yan Jiekang standing behind him.
"Pa!"
Yan Jiekuang directly gave him a slap.
"Am I a fool? Kid, you're courting death."
Other than this group of children, only the second aunt and an aunt saw it, but they did not care.
This little ingrate bullied the weak and feared the strong. Although he hated Yan Jiekuang, he was also afraid of him.
Just like now, he didn't even dare to let out a fart when the stick was beaten up.
He ran home with his head lowered, his eyes still filled with hatred.
Once there was a chance, the meme would definitely take revenge.
The children who were playing with the stick didn't dare to get close to Yan Jiekuang.
Liu Guangfu walked over.
"You can really get a bicycle?”Liu Guangfu was not optimistic either.
"Just wait and see!"
"Alright, if you really get one, get one for me too.”
"Sure!"
Yan Jiekuang sat down on a stool at the door and began to polish the parts.
Liu Guangfu also helped him.
Yan Jiekuang felt a lot more relaxed after polishing the last component.
He could also polish the bicycle after assembling it, but he would not be as careful.
After polishing all the parts, it would look no different from a newly bought bicycle.
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