"How would I know? Anyway, it's pretty awesome."
Jiang Cheng carefully drove the tricycle, carrying red bricks, towards the west of the city.
The speed is still slow, and I don't dare to drive too fast.
This is a brand new car; it's still in the break-in period.
As Jiang Cheng passed by the transportation company, he waved to the three drivers and said, "I'm off!"
"Holy crap!"
"Did you really poop it out?"
"That must be quite heavy, probably close to three tons, right? How can you even pull that?"
The three drivers stared in disbelief as Jiang Cheng drove away, their jaws practically dropping in astonishment.
This truly shocked their worldview.
Their minds were buzzing, and they exclaimed: "Imagine! Imagine! A tricycle can't possibly carry that much cargo! Absolutely impossible, you bastard!"
There isn't much time.
Jiang Cheng returned after unloading the goods, his speed increasing several notches, and greeted the three drivers.
"What the hell is that?!"
"Jiangcheng! Jiangcheng's tricycles!"
"My goodness, is that a race car?"
All the three drivers could see was billowing dust...
On the second trip, the furniture strapped to the truck bed in Jiangcheng was more than three meters high!
From a distance, it looks like a moving fortress.
All sorts of packages and odds and ends filled the car.
It's large in size but much lighter in weight, making the tricycle run faster.
In less than two hours, after three trips, the man's transportation task was finally completed.
Jiang Cheng almost cried when he received the fifty yuan.
As a disabled person, I can finally earn money!
And it's only fifty yuan!
Although such good jobs may not come every day, it is certainly a good start!
Jiang Cheng stroked the tricycle, tears welling up in his eyes.
He seemed to see the beauty and hope in life.
For a disabled person, there is nothing that could make him feel more at ease at this moment.
Jiang Cheng checked the tricycle; it was in perfect condition!
It's simply a miracle of tricycles!
Jiang Cheng returned to the vicinity of the transportation company and wiped down his tricycle amidst the envious gazes of the three drivers.
A day passed, and the truck driver landed a big job, meaning he wouldn't be back for several days.
Only tractor driver Lao Liu and Jiang Cheng remained.
The two had a very pleasant conversation.
Before leaving, Lao Liu said, "Tomorrow we'll go to Jiangcheng to pick up cement and we'll pay by the ton."
Jiang Cheng immediately offered a pack of cigarettes: "Thank you, thank you!"
"Don't be so polite. You earn yours, I'll earn mine." Old Liu accepted the cigarette without ceremony.
night.
Jiang Cheng returned home.
The neighbors looked at the tricycle and scratched their heads.
Is the Jiang family really struggling to make ends meet?
Why buy this piece of junk? To show off? Everyone buys motorcycles!
When Liu Yang returned home, Jiang Cheng was making braised pork.
Liu Yang exclaimed, "Are you crazy! Why are you eating meat on a holiday?"
Jiang Cheng chuckled and said, "We made money!"
"Oh?" Liu Yang exclaimed with delight, "You made money on the first day? How much?"
"Fifty yuan!" Jiang Cheng said proudly, "Tomorrow someone is taking me to Jiangcheng to haul cement, I'm already booked up for work."
Liu Yang chuckled: "You're just pretending!"
Dinner was very delicious, and the children kept burping with satisfaction.
Jiang Cheng took out a red cloth, cut it into strips, and tied them to the wheels and handlebars for a festive touch.
Old Wang, the neighbor, knocked on Jiang Cheng's door in the courtyard, a pipe dangling from his mouth.
Looking at the tricycle, he laughed and said, "Wow, you bought a vehicle without saying a word?"
Jiang Cheng brought over a small stool, and the two sat down. Jiang Cheng said, "No, this is on credit."
Old Wang nodded and said, "Tricycles aren't cheap, and people still offer them on credit?"
"My wife works at Qimingxing, and the tricycle is also manufactured by Qimingxing, so we got it on credit because of this connection."
Old Wang puffed on his cigarette holder: "Oh... then why are you buying this on credit? It's useless!"
"Loading the goods! It might be dry!" Jiang Cheng said proudly.
Old Wang shook his head: "No way. As far as I know, tricycles are far inferior to tractors; you can't even see them in the market anymore."
“This is different, completely different!” Jiang Cheng immediately explained the day’s cargo hauling arrangements.
Practice is the first truth.
Old Wang clicked his tongue in amazement after hearing this: "Wow, that's amazing! It seems like tricycles will be everywhere in the future."
Jiang Cheng shrugged: "I don't know about that, but there probably aren't many people who can afford this kind of thing, right?"
Old Wang chimed in, "Indeed, eight thousand yuan is still a burden for an average family like ours. If we want to buy a truck for transportation, we'd have to borrow from all our relatives and friends."
Jiang Cheng said, "Anyway, I'm just using it because of my wife. I'll just pay it back monthly."
Old Wang sighed, "That's wonderful! This gives me hope for the future. I'm tempted to try it myself."
Jiang Cheng suggested, "Go for it! What are you afraid of? In this day and age, it's not about being poor, it's about being timid. How many of the bosses on the coast have any real wealth? They all made it through hard work."
The next day.
Jiang Cheng drove his tricycle, filled it with gas, and arrived near the transportation company. After meeting up with Lao Liu, they set off for Jiangcheng together.
Jiang Cheng couldn't hold back any longer.
Old Liu's tractor is so damn slow!
Even a tricycle that doesn't need refueling can go faster than him.
Jiang Cheng said helplessly, "Old Liu, hurry up!"
Old Liu, driving his tractor, shouted, "I've thought of something! But I'm out of ideas!"
"Why don't you tell me where I'll be waiting for you in Jiangcheng?"
"Okay, go to Sunshine Avenue, warehouse area, warehouse number 21 and wait for me."
"All done!"
Jiang Cheng stepped on the gas and sped away.
Old Liu rubbed his eyes and chuckled, "Gone? That was damn fast! Humph, what good is speed? My tractor can carry more cargo than your tricycle!"
Jiang Cheng has not visited Jiangcheng much.
After asking around, we finally found warehouse number 21.
Jiang Cheng was waiting outside and had almost taken several naps when Lao Liu finally arrived.
Old Liu led Jiang Cheng inside.
"Boss Qin!" Old Liu greeted him.
Qin Tianhe nodded: "Here it comes. Same as always, deliver to Qimingxing. We'll settle the shipping fee tonight."
Okay.
Just as Qin Tianhe was about to turn around and leave, he saw Jiang Cheng drive a tricycle into the warehouse and immediately shouted, "Hey, you, yes, it's you."
Jiang Cheng pointed to himself: "Boss, what's up?"
"Are you kidding me?" Qin Tianhe pointed at the tricycle: "Can this piece of junk even carry goods?!"
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