Luan Feng and the others didn't know that Wan Feng was making the wheelchair a few days ago. They even took it away from Master Han's repair shop in the morning by tractor.

Of course they didn't know and had never seen it.

It was new and strange. The two girls were chattering around the wheelchair, just like two sparrows.

Jiang Hongguo was extremely happy to see his daughter come back. He found that although his daughter had only been out for a short period of more than ten days, her complexion was much rosier than before and she seemed much more cheerful. She had a healthy beauty.

"Min'er, are you staying at home for two days?"

Jiang Min held onto the wheelchair and said, "No, I'll be back soon. I just want to go home and take a look. This is my sister Luan Feng. I'm staying at her house and working for her."

Luan Feng said respectfully: "Hello, Uncle Jiang!"

Wan Feng's eyelids twitched several times. This generation was a mess.

"Hello, I'm sorry to trouble your family."

"It's not a problem. We just happen to be good companions and get along very well." Luan Feng was serious, like a human being.

"Min'er, are you used to staying there?"

"It's okay. Uncle Luan and Aunt Luan treat me like family. I'm doing fine there. When my mom comes back, tell her not to miss me."

Jiang Hongguo nodded: "Okay."

The two sparrows flew into the house. Luan Feng wanted to see what Jiang Min's doghouse looked like.

"Brother Jiang, are you used to this wheelchair?" After the two birds left, Wan Feng and Jiang Hongguo began to talk.

"Adapt! The first three were a bit clumsy, but I've completely adapted in the last two. You'd never guess where I've been. I've been to the East Market in the east, Miaoling in the north, Qianyao in the west, and Haiyang Bridge in the south. Now I can go wherever I want in Hongya."

Jiang Hongguo's spirit has completely changed. He is now full of energy and rosy-cheeked, and he has regained the vitality of life.

"Come on, let's arm shake." Wan Feng took two stools and placed them in front of the wheelchair, then rolled up his sleeves and started to shake hands with Jiang Hongguo.

Don't look at Wan Feng's age. He has been exercising since he was reborn. In addition to practicing martial arts and wrestling, he has also been practicing breaking bricks and lifting stones for more than half a year. Among his peers, his strength is considered big, but it is still not as good as that of adults.

So, it was no surprise that he was defeated.

Jiang Hongguo's body has returned to normal, and Wan Feng began to consider what to let him do.

Find a job as a gatekeeper and earn ten or eight yuan a month?

It looked simple, but it was not easy. Unless you went to your own unit to guard the gate, you could not enter other units. Even if you did go, you had to transfer or something. It was not easy to transfer jobs at that time. It was not like the later market economy era, where you could just quit if you didn't want to do it.

Even if he succeeded in becoming the gatekeeper, Wan Feng always felt that earning only ten or eight yuan a month was a bit of a waste of his talent. At that time, a machinist was considered a high-level talent.

It was unrealistic to do something in the depression, and he certainly couldn't live there because it was too far away.

Let him sell clothes? It seems that it would be better to let Sister He do it.

Selling popsicles? It's almost autumn. What the hell is going on?

Oh, this job is not easy to design.

Just when Wan Feng was lost in thought, Jiang Hongguo suddenly spoke.

"Brother, let me ask you something. Where did this wheelchair come from?"

"I designed it and had a machinery factory there make it."

"Did you design it yourself?" Jiang Hongguo was a little surprised.

"Not like?"

Jiang Hongguo shook his head. "I can't believe it. There's a saying in the book: 'Ambition transcends age.' Looks like it wasn't a lie. So how much does it cost to make a wheelchair like this?"

"What? You want to give me money? Do you have money?"

Jiang Hongguo smiled embarrassedly: "No Ying"

"Why are you asking this?"

"Here's what happened. I was wandering around the streets these past few days, and a lot of people stopped me to ask where I bought this wheelchair. They also had a disabled person like this at home and wanted to get one."

Wan Feng's mind brightened when he heard this. Yes, the entire Hongya County has a population of more than 400 to 500,000. It is not normal to have a hundred or eighty people with unsteady legs and feet.

Even if we arm the legs of these people, the market will not be able to stop them. After Hongya is armed, there are other counties and cities for ambush, such as Walandian County, Fu County, Xiuyan, Dongdan, and even the remaining Bohai.

Wan Feng breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that all his efforts to find a way out for Jiang Hongguo were in vain. Isn't the way out right here?

"Let me do the math. Some of the parts on this wheelchair are old. If we want to make a brand new one, we need to recalculate everything."

Wan Feng squatted on the ground and began to plan.

The frame is mainly made of welded steel pipes, which are steel materials. The most expensive things here are the two wheels.

This pair of 26-inch wheels costs at least 40 yuan, and you can buy them at a department store.

"Brother Jiang, you used to work in a factory, tinkering with machine tools. How much does it cost to buy the materials and weld a frame like yours?"

Jiang Hongguo frowned and thought for a while: "I figured the mess would cost more than ten yuan, but definitely not more than fifteen."

Even if it's fifteen, the frame is fifteen and the wheels are forty, a total of fifty-five yuan.

The wheel needs to be added with a push pulley, plus brakes, paint, handrails, guide wheels and so on, which will cost at least 60 or 70 yuan.

"Brother Jiang, can this thing be sold for one hundred to one hundred and twenty yuan?"

"It should be possible. This thing is different from a bicycle. Our county is only about ten miles in radius, so commuters who can't afford a bicycle or don't need one can just walk. But people with leg disabilities can't do that. Without this thing, they can only use crutches, which is relatively minor. People like me can still walk a few steps with crutches, so if I want to do something and go somewhere, this is a must."

That’s it, that’s all I have to say.

"Brother Jiang, if I get all the materials now, can you build one of these with your craftsmanship?"

Jiang Hongguo did not answer. He moved himself from the wheelchair to a bench and then looked at the wheelchair carefully.

“If you have a welder, I don’t think it’s a problem.”

Wan Feng couldn't get the welding machine. At that time, the welding machine was more than one meter long and more than eighty centimeters high, weighing more than two hundred pounds, like a big box. Where could he put it?

Where can I get three-phase electricity? It's useless without electricity.

"Brother Jiang, I've done the math. If the frame of your wheelchair costs fifteen yuan, the material cost for this wheelchair is fifty-five yuan, plus some miscellaneous expenses, I estimate it will cost another ten or eight yuan. This is the cost price. If we sell it for one hundred and twenty yuan, there will still be a fifty yuan profit. I think you can just tinker with this thing when you have nothing to do at home. If you can tinker with one and sell it, you can sell two a month and that's enough."

Jiang Hongguo's eyes lit up.