Chapter 10, Only ugly girls leave the workshop

Author: March Mazhu

Chapter 10, Only ugly girls leave the workshop

The autumn light has not yet faded, and the pigeons are flying high.

He raised his head and glanced at the pigeons at Matchmaker Wu's house at No. 3 Guifei Lane. Lu An, swallowing secretly, came to the entrance of the alley.

He had repaired bicycles in his previous life and knew that a full-fledged stall only needed a complete set of repair tools and a fixed base.

Guifei Lane is located on the edge of the business district, between the west side of the city and the city center. It is a must-have place for workers who ride bicycles to and from get off work. The flow of people coming and going is very dense, and it is only a few steps away from home. An ideal place for stalls.

There are already many stalls here. Some are selling fish, some are selling tapes, some are selling toys, some are selling barrels, some are selling used books, some are selling clothes, and some are selling earthenware pots, bowls and chopsticks.

We lined up and there were no less than 30 companies.

But they were all daily necessities, there was no repair stall, and no one competed with him for business, which made him very happy.

There has not yet been a wave of layoffs. Most of the families in Guifei Lane and the surrounding areas have serious jobs. To a certain extent, setting up stalls is regarded as "achieving nothing" in their eyes and is not so valued. This makes the place spacious enough and not crowded.

Luann can choose a good place.

As soon as he set up the stall, the female stall owner selling clothes next to him reached out and pulled his sleeve, her eyebrows raised: "Lu An?"

Lu An turned around and found that the girl in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where she came from: "Hello, do you know me?"

The female stall owner said: "Xue Ping and I are familiar."

"Oh, I remembered."

Lu An suddenly realized that if there was no mistake, this must be the girlfriend of his uncle Lu Xueping, but he should add the prefix and suffix, one of his ex-girlfriends.

That bastard was so unscrupulous that he even got into bed with a vendor in front of his own house. But it was obvious that the girl was not quick and did not catch the bastard's heart.

The female stall owner asked: "Has Xueping come to see you recently?"

Lu An set up a small stool, sat down and said, "No."

Hearing this, the expectations in the female stall owner's eyes were a little less.

Seeing this, Lu An added: "You should know that he didn't come to see me, which is good news in itself."

Say Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will come.

Before he finished speaking, he noticed that the female stall owner's face froze.

Looking along the other side's line of sight, Lu An saw Lu Xueping, who was wearing a suit with a gun lapel collar and a meticulously slicked back hair. There was also a girl beside him.

As expected, this guy's tastes are constantly circulating. The first one was a sister type, the next one must be a woman of his same age, and the next girlfriend will be a young girl.

Lu Xueping's eyes stayed on the female stall owner for two seconds, then he walked over and said to Lu An as if nothing had happened:

"I went to the west of the city at noon. I heard that you were going to set up a repair stall, so I came over to support you."

With that said, Lu Xueping threw the 28-inch bicycle in his hand onto the stall and said coaxingly: "Give me a bicycle."

Lu An said: "The big one is 5 yuan, and the small one is 2 yuan."

Lu Xueping asked: "Dacha, how are your skills?"

Lu An said: "The craftsmanship of my bicycle is comparable to your technique of stripping a woman's clothes. It is shiny and spotless."

"Beautiful!" Lu Xueping praised, put his right hand into his trouser pocket, and readily took out 10 yuan and gave it to him.

Lu An collected the 10 yuan, then found a 5 yuan note and handed it over.

Unexpectedly, Lu Xueping did not accept the money, but stretched out his hand and said: "Give me the key to your house."

Lu An reminded: "Sister Qingchi came here yesterday and didn't come in."

Lu Xueping didn't have any good qualities, except that he didn't regard money as money when he was rich. He decisively took out another 5-yuan note and stuffed it into his hand: "I'm sorry for what happened yesterday. I will abide by the rules in the future."

After receiving 15 yuan, Lu An accepted it and threw the key away.

Lu Xueping quickly grabbed the key with his right hand in the air, then whistled and said "see you" before turning around and walking away with his female companion.

The dog man and woman left, and Lu An left the female stall owner and felt sorry for her.

I hope she can continue to pester this uncle, so that even if she only succeeds once, she can earn an extra 5 yuan.

The female stall owner lowered her head and stopped talking.

Lu An had no time to complain for her and was busy with the business at hand.

The so-called Xiaocha is to wipe off the oil and dust on the surface of the bicycle. This job is not difficult, but he has always felt that charging 2 yuan for this job is a bit expensive.

But the market conditions are there, I have little time to sell my business, and I need to make money, so I naturally won’t pretend to be a good person.

The work in Dacha is relatively heavy.

You need to remove the wheel, take out the steel balls, and wipe them one by one as clean as a mirror. Then you need to apply butter to the axle, pour engine oil into the chain, check all the screws and nuts, and calibrate the brake position.

Excluding labor, the cost of Dafa is about 3 cents, but it requires very good skills, otherwise it will be disgraceful for Dafa if it cannot be disassembled and cannot be put back together.

So, in the eyes of laymen, the price of 5 yuan is definitely high quality, low price and great value.

It's like going to a club. If you're a small person, you'll get a massage and wash your feet; if you're a big person, you'll get a one-stop service, plus the girl's name is Missi Missi.

This type of customer group is usually brand-name bicycles or women's bicycles.

It's like a second-hand bicycle, like a middle-aged greasy man's bicycle. As long as they can still ride it, they would rather spend their money on a white pole or a hair salon than spend this wasted money.

After 20 minutes, the big bang was over.

Lu An washed his hands and looked around. There was no business coming, so he took out the history book he carried with him and started reading.

Having lived in two lifetimes, he now has a very Buddhist mentality and does not care about the strange opinions of the people around him. He does business when business comes to him and reads when there is no business. This is called learning and making money at the same time.

The reason why I chose the history textbook is because history is a textbook that carries the rise and fall of history. It is story-telling and more readable. It is easier to sink into the heart in such a downtown area.

After watching for more than ten minutes, business came to my door.

A girl asked: "Master, how much does it cost to cheer up?"

Lu An raised his head and glanced at the other person. He was wearing blue khaki overalls and had an S on the front of his left chest. This was the logo of a state-owned feed factory.

Luann quotes: "Hello, dime."

After hearing the quotation, the girl pushed the bicycle over.

Lu An put down the book and took out the pump to inflate, but it was not enough. When he lowered his head and checked, it turned out that the problem was with the tire.

He said: "There is a nail in your tire and it needs to be repaired."

The girl glanced at the history book and asked calmly: "How much does it cost to repair a tire?"

Luan said: "One dollar and one hole."

The girl took out three dollars and gave it to him: "Pricked two holes, both in the front and rear wheels."

Lu An took the money and asked in surprise: "Do you know about the cooperation?"

The girl laughed and said, "I am the car owner, I definitely know."

Lu An doesn't say much, you give her the money, I'll do the work, and I won't care about her right or wrong.

Watching him remove and repair the tire, the girl asked: "Are you a student?"

Lu An said: "It's a student."

The girl asked: "From No. 1 Middle School?"

Luan said: "That's right."

The girl asked: "Are you in your senior year of high school?"

Luan said: "Senior year of high school."

The girl asked again: "Are you a liberal arts student?"

Lu An gave her a thumbs up and praised her: "Miss, you have good eyesight."

He didn't know if the word "Miss" had become tainted these days, but he thought it should still be an honorific.

The girl asked: "Are you tired from studying in your senior year of high school? Do you have time to fall in love?"

Lu An said: "No, I got up at 6 a.m. and finished class at 9:30 p.m. I'm exhausted."

Then he asked politely: "Miss, you work in an office at a feed factory, right?"

The girl opened her eyes wide and asked curiously: "Yes, how did you know?"

Lu An said: "It's very simple. Only ugly girls come to the workshop."

The girl smiled and stopped talking. She just looked at him. After the tire was repaired, she tried to ride the bike and left.

ps: One thing to say: to make money by repairing cars and setting up stalls, firstly, there was no good way to make big money in 1991, so I started from scratch; secondly, I wanted to write in a more down-to-earth way; thirdly, the most important thing is to lead to this book

The key figures behind.

The front part may be a bit mundane, but I tried my best to write it in March to be interesting. I hope everyone can read it.
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