"Uncle, I don't need my car fixed!"

"I wanted to ask if you rent out any tools in your shop?"

The uncle was clearly taken aback when he heard Lin Xue's question.

I quickly came to my senses and assumed that Lin Xue was asking on behalf of her family.

"Rent it, but you can only use it here, you can't take it out!"

The uncle is a businessman after all, and many truck drivers come to him to borrow tools on weekdays.

He would lend it out to acquaintances unless it was a large tool.

They generally wouldn't lend it to a stranger.

Of course, there are exceptions.

That means if the other party drives their car to the front of his shop and asks to borrow some tools, he will still lend them to them.

After all, they know how to repair things themselves and wouldn't want to spend money to fix them for him.

Although the uncle was unhappy about this situation, he didn't show it.

After all, he runs a business, and business people don't like to turn their backs on others.

How much does it cost to rent your tools for a day?

She wanted to know the answer.

Her old bicycle needs some improvement; it's a bit difficult for both her and her mother to ride.

Lin Xue originally planned to convert her old bicycle into a self-propelled tricycle, but due to a lack of materials, she had to wait.

"Five yuan a day, and you can use any of my tools!"

The uncle works in repair, and the tools in his shop are of absolutely top quality.

It won't break easily if used normally, so the uncle didn't ask for more money.

"Okay, thank you, uncle!"

After getting all the information she wanted, Lin Xue pushed her old bicycle away.

She needs to go to the scrap yard and see if she can find two scrapped bicycles so she can assemble new bicycles for herself and her mother.

I saw it when I passed by a bicycle shop before; the cheapest one on the front of the bicycle was 120.

Wouldn't it be better for her to use that money to scavenge scraps and piece them together herself?

Moreover, along the way, I saw that the corn cobs in the cornfields by the roadside had begun to form ears.

Transportation will be a problem, just like threshing.

Rice threshing machines have been invented, but she couldn't find a corn threshing machine even after walking around the streets.

Lin Xue then decided to make one herself.

The technology behind this isn't that complicated. You just need a small motor, some wires and parts, and a couple of pieces of sheet metal.

Assemble a metal frame, then assemble the parts and it's done.

The machine itself isn't very heavy, probably only ten or twenty kilograms.

Even a small child can carry it.

With the corn in the field not far from harvest time, she decided to get the thresher sorted out first.

Knowing there must be a recycling station nearby, Lin Xue patiently strolled through each alley.

In the end, she managed to find the largest junkyard.

"Sir, may I go in and browse for something?"

The old man who collects recyclables is weighing someone's items. The person is selling a variety of things, including old books, bottles, metal pieces, and other odds and ends.

"Little girl, you can see for yourself what you want, but I have to tell you, the price I'll sell it to you will be a little higher than the price I paid!"

The old man saw a cute-looking young girl. Although the original owner was already 20 years old, she looked only 15 or 16.

She has very fair skin, but is very thin, giving her a delicate and slender beauty.

"Thank you, uncle!"

With permission, Lin Xue placed her bicycle in a way that wouldn't get in the way by the door.

Then I walked into the scrap metal recycling station.

It seems that the old man usually takes the sorting of recyclables very seriously, as he has placed all the items in different areas.

She easily found the section for discarded household appliances.

There were several broken television sets, a lot of bicycle parts, and some sheet metal and iron blocks.

Lin Xue didn't start digging, but instead carefully scanned every inch of the surface.

Finally, my gaze fell on a lump of iron.

Isn't this just an electric motor?

A smile quickly appeared in her eyes as she glanced at the old man busy at work; no one was even looking at her.

She walked over and picked up the frame of a broken bicycle, which conveniently blocked the view of everyone in front of her.

Then, he touched the metal lump with his toe and put it into his spatial storage.

Although she had a lot of supplies in her space, she didn't have much money in this era.

In the past, I only knew how to hoard supplies and gold and silver jewelry, but I didn't really collect any coins from that era.

Besides, she went to almost all parallel worlds, and the money she used was not exactly the same.

He moved the frame aside and then picked out a few parts from the junkyard.

She could carry the single item, but it would be a bit difficult for her to take so many things with her.

I happened to see the uncle who had come to sell scrap earlier pushing his wheelbarrow out.

A bright idea flashed through Lin Xue's mind.

She quickly took the items she had chosen to the old man's side.

"Sir, could you tell me how much these things cost?"

Among this pile of things was a wrecked bicycle, its entire frame covered in rust.

However, the two tires were quite new, indicating that the original owner had just changed the tires and sold the bike here without even riding it.

"If you give me 5 yuan, I won't weigh these things by hand!"

The old man glanced at it casually; she wouldn't even fetch 5 yuan if he sold it to a recycling station. If the young girl wanted it, he would make a profit.

"Okay, then five yuan it is!"

Lin Xue readily handed over the money to the other party and then caught up with the uncle who wanted to leave the scrap yard.

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