Wan Feng couldn't help but admire Master Han. The Master Han in front of him was a living example of what it meant to be cunning and sly.
"Thank you so much, Master Han."
Although Wan Feng knew that spending money to make friends might not necessarily lead to true friends, he certainly couldn't make useful friends without spending money.
When he first came here, he only had two bottles of wine and a few boxes of cigarettes, but you see, at the critical moment he can rush in and achieve results for you.
"According to your design, I've eliminated all the spokes and replaced them with twelve No. 6 steel bars. I've also welded two circles on the spokes. Do you think that's okay?"
The wheelchair is powered by hands. Without the two rings, how can one exert force? Therefore, the spokes are removed in order to be able to weld the two circles.
"Master Han, I didn't expect you to be so good at welding. Your skills are truly worth bragging about."
Master Han laughed out loud: "I didn't weld this, Master Xiao did it. He's here."
Xiao Dexiang came mysteriously with a tattered bag in his hand. As soon as he entered the shop, he put the tattered bag at Wan Feng's feet.
"If you were an iron, and you poured three, would that be enough?"
"That should be enough for now."
"The wheelchair frame won't be finished until after get off work today. It still needs some space. Once I'm done, I'll send it to Master Han and have him install the two wheels and we'll be done."
"Then I'll come to Master Han tomorrow morning to pick it up."
Xiao Dexiang nodded.
"Then I'll give you the money first. Can you calculate how much it is?"
"Just give me five dollars, and I'll go to the factory if I can."
Five dollars! That's a bit embarrassing.
Wan Feng took out ten yuan and handed it to Xiao Dexiang: "No need to change, I know you can't make this by yourself, take the rest back and buy a pack of cigarettes or something.
The two sides pushed each other for several rounds like doing Tai Chi pushing hands, and finally Xiao Dexiang accepted the money.
Ten dollars is not a lot of money, but it covers both the material cost and the labor cost, especially since the three irons have to be made into molds.
"Thank you, Uncle Xiao."
"You're welcome, family. I can't be out for long. I'll go back first."
Xiao Dexiang left in a hurry.
"Master Han, how much money are you giving me?"
"I have a pair of old wheels here, nothing much to do with them. Just give me one dollar as scrap price. I have an explanation for the supply and marketing cooperative."
One dollar is paid to the supply and marketing cooperative, and you have to pay it at the payment office of the supply and marketing cooperative.
Wan Feng went into the supply and marketing cooperative and bought two bottles of wine and a pack of Warrior cigarettes for 1.3 yuan.
Wan Feng understands very well that the money that should be spent must be spent and cannot be left over.
Master Han likes to drink some wine. These two bottles of wine and a pack of cigarettes cost only more than three yuan. I guarantee that Master Han and his apprentice will be happy, and they will be happy no matter what happens in the future.
"Master Han, these two bottles of wine are for you as a gift, and the cigarettes are for you and your apprentice. I also need to do something in the garment department."
Wan Feng turned around and was about to leave.
"By the way, I heard your bicycle creaking when you came here. Li Liu, can you guys see what's wrong with Wan's bike and fix it?"
Master Han's two apprentices quickly pushed Wan Feng's bicycle over.
Wan Feng had nothing to do. He took off the shoulder bag tied to the handle of his bicycle and walked into the supply and marketing cooperative again, going straight to the garment section.
"Why did I see you so flustered just now?" Yan Shufang obviously saw Wan Feng buying things just now.
"My bicycle is broken, so I asked Master Han to replace it. Master Han treats me well, so I'll have a drink with him. I'll buy him two bottles of wine and he'll fix my bicycle."
Yan Shufang didn't ask anything and turned around to put a bundle in front of Wan Feng.
"Are the pants you wear the right size this time? I seem to have lost a lot of weight, so they're a bit tight on my butt. Can I wear them outside? Those two girls in our group tried to figure it out, but they just didn't dare put them on."
The dead girl Yan Shufang mentioned immediately ran over. Wan Feng vaguely remembered that her name seemed to be Han Xuemei.
The name is quite poetic, but the person is very ordinary.
"Wanzi, does your partner dare to wear these pants?"
"Of course she dares. At least she dares to wear it for me to see. Would you dare to wear it for your partner to see?"
Han Xuemei is already engaged and is getting married next year.
Han Xuemei did not express her opinion and seemed to have entered a state of meditation.
This guy doesn't want her to wear such pants in front of her boyfriend, right? Will he get beaten?
"Will you scold Luan Feng?" Han Xuemei thought for a while before saying this.
"Why are you scolding her? She's not running around naked on the street."
"Bah! You still talk like that." Han Xuemei turned and ran away.
Women have been the most depressed in recent years. They love beauty but dare not express it. It will be better in a few years. When trousers with cinched waists come out, they will run around the streets with their buttocks stretched out and round.
Wan Feng put the bag in his hand on the counter and took Yan Shufang's bag on his back. "This is the next batch of pants, sixteen pairs. The money is in the bag."
When they returned to the repair shop, Master Han's two apprentices had already cleaned up his bicycle, mainly pouring oil on the movable parts.
There is indeed a lot of noise.
It was almost three o'clock. Wan Feng gave up the idea of going to Xiao Jun. He just waved to him and rode home.
It was exactly three o'clock when Wan Feng returned to Luan Feng's house, and her home was still very quiet.
Wan Feng had just entered the house, and before he had even thrown his backpack onto the kang, he saw Jiang Min cutting the thread on the sewing machine and pulling a piece of clothing from the machine. "It's done! I've been busy on this piece of clothing for over an hour, but it's a little strange. How do I sew the buttons on?"
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