Siheyuan: Taking advantage of the funeral to collect wool? You're courting death!
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Yan Chou,

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Fang Zhenhua did not hesitate either. With the idea of small profits but quick turnover, the prices he gave were relatively fair.

Of course, even so, with his craftsmanship, he still earned a lot of money.

Repairing items was a money-making business in itself. It was a skill that was sold. The rarer an item was, the more valuable it was. Naturally, the fees were high.

Moreover, the things he took back would be sold after they were repaired.

Due to the good craftsmanship and the guarantee, the sales were also very good.

Fang Zhenhua had been busy from the morning to the evening. He had earned a total of more than 160 yuan!

The neighbors in the same courtyard watched as he stuffed notes into his pockets. His pockets were bulging, and their eyes were filled with envy.

The Jia Clan was right across from them, so Jia Zhangshi, Jia Dongxu, and the others saw this scene.

Jia Zhang-shi gritted her teeth and touched the swollen half of her face that had been beaten by Fang Zhenhua. She spat fiercely.

"Fang Zhenhua, who should be digging up the ancestral graves, this kind of person has a life to earn money but has no life to spend it! They earned money against their conscience and didn't want to help our family. Sooner or later, they'll be in trouble!”

When Qin Huairu heard this, she said helplessly to Jia Zhangshi,""Mom, don't mention it. Now that Fang Zhenhua has made a name for himself, he's an engineer and can repair things. We'd better get on good terms with him. Maybe he could help out in the future! You've had conflicts with him time and time again, and now you want to be irreconcilable with him. What good is it for us?”

She was still planning to continue interacting with Fang Zhenhua in the future!

Seeing Fang Zhenhua earn so much money, she was already thinking about how to get closer to him and develop him into a second idiot.

Hmm, in the future, he could let Fang Zhenhua be Bei Tai number one, and Silly Zhu be demoted to Bei Tai number two. Isn't this a beautiful thing?

Jia Dongxu lay on the bed with a gloomy face.

Hearing Qin Huairu praise Fang Zhenhua, he felt extremely awkward.

Ever since he was paralyzed, he had been on guard against his beautiful wife, afraid that she would make a cuckold out of him.

"Shut up! From now on, you're not allowed to interact with that Fang Zhenhua. Otherwise, I won't forgive you!”

Jia Dongxu scolded angrily.

"This kind of person is so evil. Our family is already like this, but he still takes advantage of us. The radio is clearly 40 yuan, but he only gave us 10 yuan.”

Jia Zhang-shi thought of the forty yuan and felt her heart ache.

"This damn thing, he knew that our radio was valuable from the start, and he only gave me ten yuan for this black-hearted thing.”

Qin Huairu was also speechless.

He didn't force you to sell it to him!

Moreover, even if Fang Zhenhua did not buy it, that broken radio was useless at home. It could only be placed in a corner to eat dust.

……

That night, Fang Zhenhua counted the money he had earned and was extremely happy.

No matter what era it was, only with money in one's pocket could one live at ease.

However, he also knew that it was not every day that he could have such good business.

After all, he repaired electrical appliances, bicycles, and other complicated machinery, which were not common in ordinary people's homes.

Therefore, after the first day, the business would not be so lively in the future.

However, Fang Zhenhua was not worried. With the system in his hands, he had plenty of ways to earn money in the future.

At the very least, by setting up a stall, he was able to live a very wealthy life.

He immediately went to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought two catties of meat and a chicken. He also bought some vegetables.

That night, the rich fragrance of meat wafted through the courtyard again.

" This Fang Zhenhua," said the First Uncle with a sigh." He's eating big fish and meat every day. He's really as rich as a landlord in the past!"”

A middle-aged woman brought over a plate of peanuts to go with his wine. When she heard this, she said,"Fang Zhenhua has made a name for himself! Now that he was an engineer in the factory, he could earn fifty yuan a month and repair things for others. She could afford to eat fish and meat every day.”

The First Uncle shook his head.

"Even if you have money, you can't spend it like this! He hadn't even started a family yet. If he didn't think about saving money, how was he going to live in the future? If he encountered a disaster or illness, he would have a place to cry.”

Although First Uncle's salary was also very high, he had always been thrifty.

After all, he didn't have children and had to save the money for his retirement.

Moreover, people in this era were afraid of being poor, so they liked to save money and food. The more, the better.

However, Fang Zhenhua had transmigrated here, so his thoughts were more avant-garde than theirs. The key was that his appetite could not stand eating coarse grain at this time every day, so he spent more money on it.

The food in the 1960s could not be compared to half a century later.

For example, the noodles of the 21st century were ground into fine powder, which was very nourishing when used in congee.

But at this time, the noodles were filled with big pieces of rice, one grain after another. It was easy to choke when kneaded into cornbread.

Fang Zhenhua's appetite really could not get used to the food.

On the Jia family's side, the stick had a very sharp nose. When he smelled the fragrance of Fang Zhenhua's meat, he made a fuss again and was unwilling to eat.

Jia Zhang-shi was so angry that she ate her cornbread while cursing Fang Zhenhua.

"Prodigal, you'll eat until you're broke sooner or later!”

Fang Zhenhua didn't care about what others were doing. He just wanted to live comfortably. As for these neighbors, they could do whatever they wanted as long as they didn't provoke him.

If anyone dared to provoke him, he had a hundred ways to kill them!

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