MTL - The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era-Chapter 41 stamp

　　In the Siheyuan of the new residence on Saturday, a iron pan above a coal stove was buzzing with heat, and the rich meat flavours were constantly floating in the room. Yang Dongxu, who was assembling bicycles, kept looking into the pan.

　　 This time has entered the twelfth lunar month, Yanjing passed the first snow last week, let the temperature suddenly come to minus zero. Therefore, the assembly work function in the yard was moved to the partial house.

　　 No one else wants to move in and live here, so there are only Yang Dongxu and Wu Aibing here every day. Normally, he is only Wu Aibing when he is going to school.

　　 There is a distance from Maoer Hutong, plus the winter is too cold to go back to dinner at noon. So I got a coal stove here, Wu Aibing came back to deal with it at noon, and gave the assembled bicycles to those who had planned in the afternoon. After the door was locked, I could go home and take care of my mother.

"Cross, the bars must cross, the longer the brake line is, the better. When holding the brakes, you have to let the brake pads work harder." I made a bar in the rim and glanced at the side. Khan's Wu Aibing Yang Dongxu reluctantly taught in the past.

　　Wu Aibing is good at everything, and his brain is clever, but he is confused about the technology of assembling bicycles. It is like a clever child doing everything, just like a fool when learning to read words.

　　 However, with Wu Aibing's help to assemble bicycles, money can come instantly, but it saves Yang Dongxu a lot of things. More importantly, Wu Aibing is too sincere. Sometimes he sees that he is so stupid. Yang Dongxu can't bear to say that he can only teach again and again.

　　 Bicycle parts are cheaper than Yang Dongxu imagined, because every time they are purchased in large quantities. So the average assembled bicycle is about 60 yuan.

　　 Bicycles with bills and no worries are sold at a price of 150 yuan, and it is in short supply in the factory of the comrade-in-arms who Wu Aibing helped the parts.

　　 At the beginning, Yang Dongxu planned to have only 120 cars, leaving Wu Aibing with enough profit space, as to how much he can sell depends on his ability.

　　Kou Aibing didn't agree with anything, and also said that the apprentice didn't have to pay the salary as long as the apprentice controlled the meal. Seeing him as "cute" Yang Dongxu is really a bit worried about how he will live in the era of the big bang in which scam technology will be updated in later generations.

　　 Finally, it’s easy to say that Yang Dongxu set the bicycle price at 150 to die, lest this guy sell it for 70 yuan. Whenever I think of Wu Aibing to see someone paying 150 yuan to buy a bicycle, the kind of look that I want to say but dare you to say makes Yang Dongxu feel more like a blackhearted businessman.

　　150 A bicycle, sold a Wu Aibing to get ten dollars. This was the last time Yang Dongxu forced him to agree. Then give him 10 bucks for each set of his comrades over there, you can't make people busy. So assembling a bicycle, Yang Dongxu can transfer 70 yuan.

　　Due to school reasons, Yang Dongxu assembled only three vehicles in these days, and one of them was given to his grandfather. After the two remaining cars were sold, the old man Xuan was unreliable for a while, and ran to this side three times a day, fearing something was wrong.

　　 Yes, you are all good people! It's just me black. Yang Dongxu suddenly felt that his later businessman theory was so out of place in this era.

　　 "Is it possible to assemble three cars today, and the person who asked for the car has paid a deposit there, it is a little tight." Yang Aixu asked the embarrassed Wu Yibing a little embarrassedly when he looked at the car that was just like a mess.

　　I don't know why he fell in love with this. The machine gun used in the war can be removed with his eyes closed and assembled. But I can't figure out the car that needs to be crossed.

　　 "It should be no problem. I will get the car bar and brake line in the afternoon. You can put these assembled large parts together." Yang Dongxu nodded after looking at the four bicycle rims that had been made.

　　 "This is no problem." Wu Aibing patted his chest and promised, as long as he didn't let him get the car bar, and that brake line, the other he was sloppy.

　　 The bar in the handle was not in a hurry to correct the rim, pouring hot water from the kettle. Yang Dongxu and Wu Aibing washed their hands and prepared to eat. At this time, the chicken stewed mushrooms in the pot had rotten soup, and the white-faced buns on the pot were transparent.

　　 Chickens are naturally not ordinary chickens. They were caught by Wu Aibing last night. Now whether it is Qianhai, Houhai, or the overgrown grass in the water over Beihai Park. In winter, many people go there to catch rabbits and catch pheasants, not even wild animals that can see foxes.

　　 Authentic pheasant, with the old mushrooms picked by Xuan Old Man in summer, plus some dried vegetables and Xuan Old Man’s secret recipe, although this is not the first time to eat, every time there is a rush to bite the tongue.

　　 "After eating, take advantage of the enthusiasm, you send me to the post office to send a letter, and then we come back to assemble the bicycle." After a lion shakes his head, Yang Dongxu soaked a bowl of soup and soaked the buns in it. In fact, this time the pot stickers are more flavorful, but unfortunately neither he nor Ai Bing will meet with noodles, and can only make use of ready-made buns.

　　County days Yang Dongxu left home almost half a year. Although he has a forty-year-old mind, he used to be away from home all year round. I don’t know why I’ve been particularly homesick recently, so a letter from the previous month became a half a month now, or a week.

　　 "Why don't you send me the letter, I'll send it to you, or the address? I remember, it's pretty cold outside." Wu Aibing, who was eating sweaty forehead, said.

"I still have to call Uncle Chen Weimin Chen, my grandfather’s student. I can’t go back this year. My grandfather is too busy to find time. So I want to give Uncle Chen Call him and let him take care of my parents." Yang Dongxu sighed.

　　When I came here in the summer, I said that I would go back after the Spring Festival. Yang Dongxu also had a heavy winter vacation at that time. But who had thought that Zhou Yiren would be so busy that he couldn't make time.

　　Although there is no child trafficking in this era, Yang Dongxu can let a child run thousands of miles home and no one is at ease. So I don’t have to think about going home for the New Year. I can only see if I have a chance to go back next summer.

　　Think about the saving character of your parents, even if you have money, you will be wronged. So Yang Dongxun is ready to say hello to Chen Weimin in advance, giving him time to send something, and to send some new year's goods for the New Year. You can’t watch something bad if you sell it, don’t you?

　　 Of course, although Chen Weimin was very willing to help, Yang Dongxu did not take advantage of it. When writing home, he occasionally wrote a letter to Chen Weimin, which gave some suggestions on some economic markets and how to develop agriculture.

　　These suggestions were of great use to Chen Weimin, and sometimes they sent letters to Yang Dongxu on their own initiative. Listening to my own grandfather said that the fertilizer plant built in Chengwang District at the beginning of the year had already been put into production, and this event made Chen Weimin stand out, maybe he could move up next year.

　　After eating, Wu Aibing took Yang Dongxu to the post office by bike, and he called Chen Weimin. Some things are unclear in the letter, so calling is more convenient.

　　Unfortunately, the phone cannot be installed in private homes, even if you want to make a call in Yanjing, you can only go to the street office or a national institution like the post office.

As for whether you can install a phone to your hometown, don’t even think about it. Now the phone line in Anhui Province is only laid in the district, and there is no phone in the town. If you have anything, you have to ride the bike to inform you, let alone lower it. The countryside is gone.

　　 But there is one advantage is that now you don’t need money on the phone, yes, you don’t need money. Because there is no phone for private individuals, all calls are public to public, so there is no telephone charge. This allowed Yang Dongxu to see the place ahead of later generations in this era, and the telephone charge was even free.

　　 Of course, even if it is free, ordinary people generally cannot use the phone, which means that the current phone is not made by anyone who wants to make it. What's more, Wu Aibing had a hair post to work in the post office, so Yang Dongxu only got this convenience.

　　 After calling, he came out of the post office and Yang Dongxu handed over the new one to Wu Aibing. Wu Aibing ran over to the counter and bought a stamp to post. The counter was too high. Yang Dongxu was a little out of reach.

　　 "It's done, let's go back." Wu Aibing shook the letter in his hand to Yang Dongxu, saying he was done, and then threw the letter to the person who received it at the post office.

　　Yang Dongxu nodded his head without saying anything and turned to leave, but suddenly walked out without taking a few steps. Wu Aibing, who was behind him, almost hit him~www.novelbuddy.com~ What's wrong? Wu Aibing looked at Yang Dongxu strangely.

Yang Dongxu stared blankly at the counter, frowning and expressing a look. Just now a sudden flash of light flashed in his mind, but the flash of light disappeared too quickly. He didn’t catch it, but his instinct felt that he seemed to ignore what was important. Things.

　　 looked at Yang Dongxu without looking at the direction of the counter without a word, Wu Aibing turned around and glanced carefully at all things in that direction, found nothing wrong, turned to Yang Dongxu puzzled.

　　 "Ai Bing, haven't left yet, haven't the letter been sent yet?" This was asked by Wu Xiaobing's hair Xiao Liu Shengli who came out from behind with a tea cup.

　　 "It has been sent, I am not..." Wu Aibing didn't know how to explain for a while.

　　 "Yes, send the letter!" Yang Dongxu ran to the counter with bright eyes. Although Wu Aibing was strange, he could only follow from behind. When he arrived at the counter, Yang Dongxu stepped on his feet and opened his innocent eyes. He said, "Auntie, help me get a version of the stamp. I want a full version. It's the kind of monkey with the red glow just now."

"Why do you want so many stamps, kid? A full version of stamps is not cheap." The staff behind the counter looked at Yang Dongxu with a smile, apparently treating him as a seven-year-old kid who was interested in seeing bright things. Treated.

　　 "It's okay, I have money." Yang Dongxu took a large unit of ten dollars and passed it through the small window on the counter.

"This..." The staff at the post office was a little dumbfounded. After working for several years, she passed the money in her hands. There was no one hundred thousand and eighty thousand. It was the first time she saw a child take out 10 yuan. She Can't help but look at Wu Aibing behind Xu Dongxu, the meaning of his eyes is very obvious, you don't hurry to take care of your children.