In 1978, after the Third Plenary Session of the Eleventh Central Committee of the Communist Party of China decided that the future domestic strategic focus would shift to economic construction, a large number of domestic military-industrial enterprises would face the situation of military-to-civilian conversion.
Jialing Factory, one of the military industrial enterprises, also faced such a problem. After careful consideration, the factory director at that time made the important decision to make motorcycles.
The factory set up an inspection team and conducted inspections in Yugoslavia and Japan in Europe.
At that time, Yugoslavia had severed diplomatic ties with China for more than 20 years and had no impression of China at all. They put forward harsh conditions, which made the people at the Jialing Factory give up the idea of introducing motorcycle technology from Yugoslavia.
So after an inspection in Japan, they purchased three Honda PA50 motorcycles.
Back in China, in order to prepare a tribute to the National Day in 1979, Jialing Factory began to research motorcycles. Without drawings, professional equipment, and most of the materials being incompatible, they relied on rote mapping and imitation, old equipment and hammers, and in just five months, they managed to build five prototypes before National Day.
During the National Day that year, the appearance of five Jialing CJ50s in Tiananmen Square caused a huge sensation.
The CJ50 that Wan Feng sees now is the product they imitated, but now it is no longer manufactured independently but a product of cooperation with Honda.
Wan Feng wanted to buy two motorcycles, one of which he would take back to have disassembled by the machinery factory.
Since the Jialing factory was able to knock out a motorcycle with a hammer, he thought they could do it too.
Even if the Wahou Machinery Factory does not have a level eight craftsman, there are now three level six craftsmen and one level seven craftsman. Wan Feng believes that this is enough.
After all, the 50's engine is relatively simple.
The engine of the Jialing 50 motorcycle has a lot in common with the engine of the Jialing 70. If you can knock out the engine of the 50, then maybe you can also knock out the engine of the 70.
If you can hit 70, you might be able to hit 90, 100, and 125.
Wan Feng fantasized about it as a matter of course.
But now the problem is getting these two motorcycles back.
The tricycle went back, but the two motorcycles definitely couldn't be transported back by bus, and they couldn't be ridden back either, which was very troublesome.
The motorcycle section of the hardware store was crowded with people, all looking at this small, new red thing.
In this small county town, apart from a few three-wheeled and side-wheeled motorcycles, they really didn't see many two-wheeled motorcycles.
For an ordinary working class person whose monthly salary is only 30 or 40 yuan, it would take two years of not eating or drinking to save up this amount of money, which is not affordable for ordinary people.
It has been three or four days since this motorcycle came into my house. Many people came to see it, but not a single one was sold.
The crew leader looked unhappy.
He was the one who insisted on purchasing motorcycles. He had seen that televisions that cost over 500 yuan in the home appliance group were selling quite well, and he thought that motorcycles that cost 800 yuan were not much more expensive than televisions and should sell just as well, so he insisted on purchasing them.
Now it seems a bit taken for granted.
It's been four or five days and not a single car has been sold. Even if one is sold, it would give him a little hope.
At this time, a half-grown young man with barely grown hair came over and said, "I want to buy a motorcycle."
The crew leader squinted his eyes at Wan Feng and said, "Kids, go play somewhere else and don't make trouble."
Who the hell are you calling a kid? I’m sixteen years old, which means I’m already a young man. What are you looking at me for?
"If I really buy a motorcycle, I'm going to buy two."
As he spoke, Wan Feng took out two stacks of money.
The crew leader was about to swear but was choked back by the two stacks of money, which made his throat sore.
"You don't need a receipt or anything to buy a motorcycle, right? If you do, I don't have one."
Normally, you need a ticket to buy a motorcycle, but now you can’t sell it due to the fight, so what’s the point of having a ticket?
"You don't need a ticket." The person in charge had a smile on his face.
"You'd better stop laughing. It looks really ugly." Wan Feng said as he counted the money, and counted out 1,600 yuan in a few strokes.
Although Wan Feng said that his smile was ugly, this guy was not angry at all. He still smiled as he watched his team members issue two receipts to the other party.
Wan Feng took the receipt to the cashier to pay.
When Wan Feng went to pay, the person in charge told the team members: "Hurry up and take out the firecrackers so that we can set them off when we leave the car later!"
After paying the money, Wan Feng did not pick up the car first. He asked Luan Feng to wait here for a while and then ran to Zhou Bingde's construction site about 500 meters away.
"What are you doing? Riding a motorcycle?" Zhou Bingde asked with his hands behind his back and his eyes slanted, looking like a big shot.
"Godfather, I bought two motorcycles and can't get them back. Hurry up and get me one of your cracked ones."
Zhou Bingde was displeased when he heard this: "Crack and release? If you say crack and release again, I'll beat you up. You took advantage of a few cracked... Wait, you bought two motorcycles?"
Wan Feng nodded.
"You bought two motorcycles, aren't you planning to ride one and tow the other?" Last year, when he and Wan Feng were chatting, they talked about motorcycles. At that time, the kid boasted that motorcycles were nothing, and when they were sold in the future, he would ride one and tow another.
Zhou Bingde kept thinking about this.
"Of course not."
"Hey, I remember you boasted to me that you were going to ride a bicycle and tow a bicycle. You must have broken your boast."
I didn't expect that this old thief also thought about the nonsense he talked about on a daily basis.
"Then you'll be disappointed. Although it's not riding one and towing another, it's riding one and dismantling one, and buying the other one with the intention of dismantling it."
"What? Tear it down!"
Zhou Bingde was furious. He was a high-ranking official and had visited the house several times but was reluctant to spend money to buy it. This little spendthrift not only bought it but also planned to tear it down.
"You're a spendthrift. I think you're getting more and more mad at yourself. Your parents aren't here, so I think I should give you a beating on their behalf."
"Why are you cutting me? Besides, what right do you have to cut me?" Wan Feng asked doubtfully.
"I bought a new motorcycle and you want to tear it apart. If not you, who will you kick? Don't hold me back, I'm going to kick him."
So that's what happened.
"Haha, how can I build it if I don't tear it apart and study it?"
Of course it has to be disassembled. How can you understand the structural principles and material composition of the vehicle without disassembling it?
Zhou Bingde's foot froze as he stretched it out. "You want to build a motorcycle?"
"Of course. When I finish building the motorcycle, I promise to give you one as a gift."
Zhou Bingde's expression immediately changed from anger to joy: "Really? That's more like it. Then I can't wait to ride your motorcycle."
"Don't worry! If you can't ride it in '83, you'll definitely be able to ride it in '2033."
"Two thousand and thirty-three? You kidding me, you little bastard! I'll probably be fucking dead by then, so why would I still be riding a motorcycle?"
"Hey, just kidding. You're guaranteed to be able to ride the motorcycle we built within next year at the latest."
The Jialing factory built a motorcycle in five months. Even if they fell short, six months should be enough! If six months isn't enough, seven months is definitely possible.
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