Xiao Jun and Wan Feng returned to the supply and marketing cooperative first, and Xiao Dexiang came soon after.
Xiao Dexiang frowned when he saw the large frame of Wanfeng's bicycle. "That couldn't have been crushed by a horse-drawn carriage. It would have taken at least a large flatbed truck to do this. It's practically scrapped. Repairing it is going to be a bit difficult. But it's not impossible. It needs to be taken to the factory for heat treatment, then straightened. The parts that don't work need to be welded, which will probably cost a lot of money."
"How much does it cost?" This is what Wan Feng cares about. If it is too expensive, he will not do it.
Uncle Xiao Jun thought for a moment and said, "The factory should probably charge two or three yuan per hour for labor, and it won't be more than that."
Hearing that it was only two or three dollars, Wan Feng breathed a sigh of relief and took out five dollars from his pocket and put it in Uncle Xiao Dexiang's hand.
"Uncle Xiao, if you want to work in the factory, you need to find someone. Apart from paying the labor costs of your factory, you can use the rest to buy some cigarettes and alcohol for the workers who are helping you."
Xiao Dexiang patted Wan Feng on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I'll take it to the factory right away. It will probably take no more than two hours, and I guarantee it will be as good as new before noon."
After that, he picked up the big rack and was about to leave.
"Wait, I still need to modify this big frame."
What Wan Feng wanted to change was the horizontal beam of the large frame.
With his current height, the bicycle seat is a bit too tight, and he has to twist his butt even when riding a bicycle with a big pole. He needs to lower the beam about ten centimeters.
Only in this way can he look majestic when riding a big pole.
He told his request to Xiao Jun's second uncle, and it was up to them to decide how to make the changes.
Xiao Dexiang took the big rack away, and Wan Feng and Xiao Jun sat under a big tree outside the auto repair shop of Gushan Supply and Marketing Cooperative, watching ants climbing up the tree and chatting.
Liang Wanze ran into the supply and marketing cooperative to watch people playing chess. A group of bad chess players were arguing with each other until their faces turned red and their necks were thick with anger.
Each of them was holding a two-cent popsicle and sucking on it.
The master craftsman in the repair shop was repairing Wan Feng's bicycle with his own hands.
"I plan to go to Qingshan for fun during the summer vacation. My third aunt lives in Qingshan. Do you want to go?" Even the popsicle couldn't stop Xiao Jun from talking.
Wan Feng looked at Xiao Jun and blinked.
This guy is going to Qingshan this year? Is it early zero?
"I'm not going. I have a lot of things to do during the summer vacation."
"Is there still something going on during the holidays?" Xiao Jun was very confused.
How can a sparrow understand the ambition of a swan?
"Make money, what to spend if you don't have money?"
"Doesn't your mother mail you money every month?" Xiao Jun already knew Wan Feng's situation. He knew that Wan Feng's family mailed ten yuan to Wan Feng every two months.
"I'm an adult now. It's shameful to spend my family's money. I want to make my own money."
"You are such a piece of shit, beating around the bush and cursing at me. I'm older than you, and I often spend our family's money. Isn't that even more embarrassing?"
"You can find a way to make money."
"How do I make money? I don't know." Xiao Jun scratched his shiny head. Every summer his mother would shave his shiny head bald to keep him cool, but actually it was to save trouble.
"When the summer vacation comes and you go to the Gushan market, I'll come and you can follow me. You'll learn it once you see it. I won't dare to do it for more than one summer vacation. I guarantee you can make ten dollars."
Xiao Jun's eyes lit up: "So many!"
Wan Feng curled his lips and said, "Look at your useless appearance. Are you satisfied with ten yuan? Remember to be as tall as Gushan Mountain."
Xiao Jun turned his head doubtfully to look at the solitary mountain behind him. When did this mountain become tall?
Time passes by like running water without us noticing.
The master craftsman who completes the task first.
Wan Feng never thought that a bottle of wine could generate so much energy. The old master dug out a half-new wheel for him from the pile of junk. He only replaced a dozen spokes to make it a complete wheel. This alone saved Wan Feng several dollars.
In the end, Wan Feng only spent fifteen dollars at the repair shop for two new inner and outer tires, plus a bunch of other accessories and repair costs.
Don't underestimate the fifteen yuan. At that time, pork was only sixty or seventy cents a pound. Only cadres smoked cigarettes that cost more than two cents, and a pair of ordinary leather shoes only cost two yuan.
These fifteen dollars are enough for a whole family to live comfortably for a month.
At around ten o'clock, Xiao Jun's second uncle also brought the big frame. In addition to basically restoring it to its original state and lowering the height of the beam according to Wan Feng's requirements, what made Wan Feng overjoyed was that Xiao Jun's second uncle also spray-painted the big frame in dark green.
At that time, except for the green bicycles in the postal system, all other bicycles were black.
"The water pumps produced by our factory are of this color. I couldn't find a black one at the moment, so I sprayed a green one for you." Xiao Dexiang seemed a little embarrassed.
"This one is good, the green one looks better." As long as the hat is not green, Wan Feng really doesn't care if something else is green.
"Uncle Xiao, do you have enough money? If not, just speak up. Money is not a problem." At this moment, why did Wan Feng feel like he had the charm of a wealthy man?
"That's enough, that's enough. The factory charged me three yuan for processing. I used the remaining two yuan to buy cigarettes and alcohol for the other workers who helped me. Everyone was very happy and was looking forward to having work like this again."
As he was talking here, Wan Feng suddenly had an idea.
"Uncle Xiao! I have some words in my hand. I wonder if your factory can take them?"
Xiao Dexiang immediately perked up: "Come and listen."
Wan Feng immediately ran into the supply and marketing cooperative and called Liang Wan out, and bought some fruits from the fruit stall in the supply and marketing cooperative and took them to the repair shop.
Wan Feng introduced Liang Wan and Xiao Dexiang to each other, and the group began to talk freely while eating fruit.
"Our Wahou team is going to make a batch of molds, probably several hundred to a thousand sets. I wonder if you are interested in taking it on? We are very good at it."
"What kind of mold is it? What are its dimensions and weight?"
"It's a mold for bricks and tiles. It shouldn't require any high-tech content, but the specific size is not yet determined. I can only estimate it to be roughly this size to this size." Wan Feng used his hand to gesture out a frame ranging from one foot to two feet in size.
"How can I do this with just a big one?"
"When our captain starts working on this problem, have him come to you and you two can discuss it. I estimate that the design will be ready in the next few days."
"Okay, we'll contact each other then." Xiao Dexiang and Wan Fengliang Wan waved goodbye.
The master had already assembled Wan Feng's bicycle and even rode it for a ride himself.
"Not bad, not bad. It feels really good to ride. It doesn't go off the track at all."
Wan Feng also took a ride on it and it felt really good. It was very light and fast and was not inferior to a new bike at all.
After saying goodbye to the master, Wan Feng and Liang Wan set out on their journey home together.
Now that he had a bicycle, Wan Feng no longer rode the horse-drawn carriage. He rode a bicycle, but he couldn't reach the seat, so he had to ride on the big pole.
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