Chen Ming followed the middle-aged maintenance worker into the No. 2 space arm next to the dock.

Compared with the city in the central area of ​​the space station, this place is not as lifelike.

There are large factories with various industrial facilities installed everywhere. The huge noise of various equipment running fills the space arm. I don’t know what is being produced.

Although there are not many people in this space arm, it cannot be considered a hidden corner and there is no danger.

However, Chen Ming's hand was still on the pistol at his waist.

It’s unclear whether the middle-aged mechanic didn’t notice it or he noticed it but didn’t care.

He quickly brought Chen Ming to a small house in front of one of the factory buildings.

From the outside it looks like a hardware store, with all kinds of tools displayed inside.

When you walk in, you can clearly feel that the small house has good sound insulation.

The boss sitting in front of the counter perked up the moment he saw the middle-aged maintenance technician come in and asked, "Old Wu? What brings you here?"

The middle-aged maintenance engineer known as Old Wu chuckled.

He reached out to pat Chen Ming's shoulder, but Chen Ming dodged.

Old Wu didn't care and said, "Apply for a card for this new guy and put the money on my account."

The boss was obviously familiar with Old Wu's style and asked with some doubt, "Are you so kind?"

"Don't worry about it."

Old Wu choked the boss back, stretched out his hand to Chen Ming and said, "Give me the terminal. If you don't have one, buy a second-hand one. And tell me the name, too."

Chen Ming handed over the doctor's terminal and gave a fake name, Mu Shuikong.

Old Wu took the terminal and took a look at it, only to see an unknown mark that had been scratched off on the back of the terminal.

He said nothing, took out a tool from his pocket and disassembled the terminal.

"Did you remove the data card?"

Chen Ming didn't say anything, and Old Wu didn't ask any more questions. He just handed the terminal to the boss.

The boss operated the terminal behind the counter for a while, then quickly handed back a new data storage card and the terminal, and said to Chen Ming, "Try it."

Chen Ming inserted the memory card and opened the terminal.

Everything works fine on the terminal, and personal files and savings cards that were previously unavailable because the cards were removed can now be viewed.

Mu Shuikong's personal information is displayed in the personal profile.

The avatar is of an ordinary person, so ordinary that you can’t tell him apart in a crowd.

The resume on file looked like it was randomly compiled, just a civilian spaceship pilot from a marginal colony.

Chen Ming looked at the terminal in his hand, then looked at Old Wu and the boss, and couldn't help asking, "Is this really useful?"

Old Wu put his hand on the boss's shoulder again, patted him and said, "You can use the fringe star area as you like. As long as you are in the fringe star area, even if you run to the military outpost and are found to have problems, you can pass it by giving some money."

"It's the same in the prosperous star field as long as you don't go to those important official and military places to commit suicide."

"If you don't believe me, go out and ask around. How many people in the entire space station are doing this?"

Chen Ming turned his head and looked around the deserted shops and said, "I don't think there are many people here."

Old Wu said as if it was a matter of course: "That's nonsense. Why are you coming here when you have already applied for your ID card? And don't think that there are not many people here now. You will know in a few days."

Chen Ming stared at Old Wu's face for a few seconds, but he didn't hesitate any longer. Instead, he clicked on the savings card on the terminal and said, "Then this card..."

"Just treat it as a legitimate card. It is tied to your identity card one-to-one. If your identity is fine, the card will be fine and will not be checked."

"Cali left fifty for you. There are restaurants and other places everywhere in the city. You'll know when you try them."

"If there's a problem, come find me. You know where I work. Everyone there knows me, Wu Ping'an, the boss of the repair shop."

Chen Ming looked at Old Wu, who had an upright appearance and was not afraid of any slander, and really wanted to say that what they had just done was not a good thing.

However, Chen Ming still suppressed this idea, put away the terminal, and prepared to try whether what Lao Wu said was true.

Even if you get cheated, all you lose is a piece of slag with a relatively low gold content.

I had no idea what to do since I had just arrived, and I couldn't find any relevant information on the Internet. This was the only way I could use to get started.

It doesn't matter if you lose something, since they are things you can't use anyway.

"That's it, then."

Chen Ming threw the gold he had been holding in his hand to Old Wu and said, "But I remember that I didn't ask you to help me apply for the card at the beginning."

Old Wu quickly put the gold away, smiled and said, "Hey, it's only a matter of time. Even if I don't bring you here now, when you make money, you still have to come here to apply for a card, right?"

"But, since you want to know how to make money, I'll tell you."

Old Wu patted his pocket that contained the gold that Chen Ming had given him and said, "Go to Space Arm No. 13. There's a store over there that collects this kind of stuff. It's called Eryang Recycling. Tell me your name and I'll give you a discount."

Chen Ming wrote down the name, but continued, "Actually, I'd like to know if there's any way to make money at the repair shop."

Old Wu stared at Chen Ming's opaque protective suit helmet with some disbelief and said, "Are you really capable?"

"Then you have to ask our leader. He only comes to the repair shop every few days. I don't even know where he is. If you want to find a job, go find him. It's useless to ask me."

Chen Ming nodded, turned and left the hardware store.

Not long after Chen Ming left, the boss slapped away Old Wu's hand on his shoulder and said to him, "I know why you are so generous. How much did you earn?"

"Hey, get a scale out and see."

The boss quickly took out an electronic scale from the counter at the back, looked at the reading of the gold that Old Wu had put on the counter and said, "It's about 24 grams. For gold of this purity, we sell it for about 230 yuan per gram. If you sell it somewhere else, you can get a higher price."

"About five or six thousand."

Old Wu's forehead was full of wrinkles from smiling. He put the gold away and said, "I don't know where this kid came from. He is so generous."

The boss glanced at the computer, then at the street outside and said, "The terminal he just used is an old model used within Xinda Company. He thought he could just scrape off the company logo. A familiar person would be able to tell it's the company's equipment at a glance, and it can't be hidden at all."

The young maintenance engineer who had been quietly standing nearby suddenly asked, "Did he kill the company's people, or is he the company's owner?"

Old Wu said to him in a somewhat unpleasant tone, "It's none of my business, and it's none of your business either. Who knows if he picked this thing up? As long as he can make money, it's fine. Even if he kills the company's boss, it has nothing to do with me."

Old Wu shook the small ball of gold in his pocket again.

If I sell this thing later it should be enough to cover my expenses for a while.

However, the young maintenance engineer had other ideas and whispered, "Do you think he still has..."

With a slap, Old Wu slapped him on the forehead.

"Have you forgotten the rules? From Dock Space Arm No. 1 to Dock Space Arm No. 20, conflicts are prohibited to avoid scaring people away. If you cause trouble here, you are slapping the faces of the big shots and destroying their livelihoods! I don't want to be here anymore!"

"I'm just saying."

"Tell me, it doesn't matter."

Old Wu's face returned to its original state as if he had changed. He subconsciously put his hand on the young maintenance engineer's shoulder and said, "Let's go and have a drink."

"Not going to class?"

"Bullshit, don't you think about how many brainless people come to us to repair their spaceships every day without bringing maintenance technicians? Aren't you afraid of leaving some treasures on their spaceships?"

"Think about it, the repair shop's repair business is so bad, are there only ten people who can repair spaceships?"

"Anyway, if there's work to be done, they'll have to look for us. If there's not enough work, how fun is it for us to just sit there and do nothing?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I just want to ask you if you want to go?"

"go."

The hardware store fell silent.

Chen Ming, who had been listening silently to the whole thing at the door of the store, only turned around and prepared to leave at this time.

But before leaving, he nodded to the well-hidden camera high on the wall outside the hardware store.

As soon as Chen Ming walked out of the store, he stopped walking and planned to eavesdrop on the conversation between Old Wu and the boss.

So much so that he didn't notice the camera at first.

Although Chen Ming discovered it quickly and changed his hiding place immediately, the boss must have noticed his actions.

But the boss didn't seem to care and still directly pointed out that Chen Ming's terminal was used internally by Xinda Company.

This is a reminder to Chen Ming and also a friendly signal to him.

Chen Ming didn't really believe in friendship without reason, but since the other party had expressed his gratitude, it was only natural for him to nod in response.

Wait until Old Wu and his assistant disappeared at the gate of Space Arm No. 2.

Chen Ming walked out from the back of the hardware store and soon left Space Arm No. 2 as well.

On the way to Space Arm 13.

Chen Ming was still thinking about Old Wu’s last words.

What Old Wu said was just as he had thought before, there were not many mechanics in the repair shop.

It shouldn't be too difficult to join in when there are still people slacking off and absent from work every day.

Since it wouldn't be too difficult, Chen Ming had already set the goal in his mind to join the repair shop.

Because when he was thinking about ways to make money, he actually had another idea.

It is to make money by using one's own abilities to recycle discarded weapons, refurbish them quickly and then sell them.

However, this idea was rejected by myself at that time, or postponed.

Because there are two problems that need to be solved by doing this: the purchase of discarded weapons and the sale of refurbished weapons.

The largest source of discarded weapons is naturally the owners of the spaceships docked in the dock.

How could he recover the discarded and damaged weapons from them? Should he go to the docks and ask each ship one by one? The efficiency and possibility of this were simply nonsense.

Therefore, the first step of my idea is to get weapons from repair shops, purchasing them in bulk.

At that time, Chen Ming did not consider the purchase price and why the repair shop should directly sell the weapons it had purchased.

Because even if the source of weapons is really figured out, the next step is how to sell the repaired weapons, which still bothers Chen Ming.

The weapons in the repair shop must come from specialized suppliers. Why should I sell the refurbished weapons back to them? Should I go to the shipyard and ask them one by one? I'm afraid I'll be treated as a fool.

Who would buy weapons that they refurbished instead of from a repair shop?

Besides.

As far as Chen Ming knows, many spaceships will bring a few maintenance technicians with them when they travel.

Responsible for the daily maintenance of the spacecraft and repairs in emergency situations, as well as the care and maintenance of weapons.

A ship has its own maintenance technician. If it can be repaired by itself, it can be repaired by itself. If it can't be repaired, isn't it better to just replace it with a new one than to buy a second-hand one? Besides, when traveling in dangerous space, how can you buy a second-hand weapon? If something goes wrong at a critical moment, you will die without knowing how you died.

Chen Ming remembered that most of the discarded weapons replaced at the mining space station were directly recycled and melted, and very few were refurbished and sold again.

After all, the resources and manpower consumed in the process of refurbishing and then selling are really not as good as directly recycling the materials compared to the price after refurbishment.

Chen Ming didn't have this problem. After all, he only needed to consume mental energy and a minimal amount of materials to repair it, so there would be no loss. Even if he sold it at a discount, he would still make a profit.

And there are indeed some people who are greedy and buy second-hand or scrapped weapons.

But they usually buy them back and have them checked and repaired by their own repairmen to make sure they can be used and then use them as backup weapons.

Therefore, even if you repair the weapons yourself, there is absolutely no way to guarantee how much you can sell in the end.

Even if everything above is done, the route of purchasing discarded weapons and selling refurbished weapons has been determined.

There is still a problem facing Chen Ming.

Chen Ming is just one person. No matter how well or quickly he can repair things, he can never compare with a space station maintenance shop with a mature operating system.

Even if Chen Ming can really overcome so many problems and make the weapons refurbishment and maintenance business the best.

What will happen next is that his interests will conflict with those of the space station maintenance plant.

Chen Ming definitely can't handle it alone.

Since there are difficult problems everywhere, Chen Ming thinks it would be better to join in directly and rely on his own abilities to climb onto other people's shoulders and share other people's cake.

What's more, if I could really join a repair shop, many of the problems I faced with this idea could be easily solved.

If Chen Ming was a member of the repair factory, he could rely on the repair factory to purchase scrap weapons and sell refurbished weapons.

Isn't it much more efficient than going to the shipyard and asking each ship one by one?

That's why Chen Ming said that he only postponed it, instead of giving up the idea.

He felt that his ability combined with this idea was actually quite promising.

Generally, only new weapons are sold in the repair shop, and even if someone buys second-hand and refurbished weapons, the price is very low.

However, it would be different if the person who refurbished the weapon was Chen Ming.

All the weapons that Chen Ming repaired through the panel were brand new from the factory, and there was no discernible difference from the original ones.

With such top-level repair technology, it is entirely possible to sell some second-hand weapons as first-hand ones.

Originally, the weapons purchased by the repair shop could only be refurbished and sold at low prices, or even used to recycle materials.

But after Chen Ming's move, the price suddenly went up again.

If you can really do it, it will definitely be very profitable.

As long as the repair shop can discover his own skills, give himself a chance, and really do it, it will be a win-win situation for both Chen Ming and the repair shop.

If the management of the repair shop has any sense, they will not reject someone like Chen Ming and this way of making money.

But Chen Ming is not in a hurry for the time being.

Because the premise of everything I envisioned is that I can join the repair shop.

Since Old Wu had said that his boss only showed up once every few days, and he had skipped work to go drinking, it was clear that he would not be caught today, so there was no need for him to rush to the repair shop to stake out.

It would be better to go to Space Arm No. 13 first to see if Old Wu has deceived me and if there is any chance to sell the previous batch of goods.

Get your first pot of gold.

This chapter is hard to divide, so I just posted it in 4K. There will be no more in the evening.

(End of this chapter)