Chapter 4: Tools for Street Racing
Yuhongjun casually picked up an iron rod and approached the main gate, where he saw a man and a woman outside. They were dressed quite stylishly, clearly indicating that they were disciples from a prestigious courtyard. A glance at the motorcycle made it immediately clear to him that a fat sheep had come to their door
That little rascal
"Bro." Yang Hai took out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes and handed it to He Gui
During the evening inventory, Yu Hongjun was taken aback to find nearly 2,500 pieces of substantial wealth, and even He Gui's gaze changed. However, He Gui continued to eat and drink as usual, displaying the demeanor of a simpleton combined with that of a fool.
"The one I replaced is made of old parts," the first elder said as he took out a component.
It would be best to have a machine factory, as I would like to create something
After putting it on, He Gui took off his gloves
This is customized by someone else
Some welding jobs were not paid for, and a dozen people received less than one hundred yuan, but Yu Hongjun did not think so; he saw the money.
The Red Army nodded and said: "Repair."
"Exactly." Wang Li echoed from the side
He Guizhi pointed to the Red Army and said, "Issue the ticket"
Zha screamed in panic, tightly embracing Yang Hai. The appearance of this young woman was not very clear, as the incandescent light made it difficult to see. The sound waves pierced through, causing Yang Hai to feel his hair stand on end, as if his entire body was ablaze with blood rushing through his veins
These are my friends, and they also want to install one. Yang Haisheng, fearing that He Gui would not give him face, first offered benefits to He Gui
Yang Hai let out a cold laugh: "What a boast. Have you ever seen a motorcycle? Even if you take off the exhaust pipe, you can't say it can be heard for several kilometers."
Ah ah ah ah ah 1
The sound suddenly exploded, and then I pulled the throttle with all my might
When the Red Army issued the ticket, He Gui removed the exhaust pipe and tossed it aside; it was hot. He then replaced it with a street racing exhaust pipe, along with heat insulation barriers and other components.
"Is there anyone to repair the car?" A voice called out from outside as it was already time to sleep.
"I will collect five yuan from you." After considering for a moment, Yu Hongjun issued a receipt.
What a waste of time, and then we have to dismantle the exhaust pipe. Yang Hai immediately intervened, saying: "Don't, buddy, how much is it? I'll take care of it."
Is anyone there
What is valuable is cutting, welding, and polishing to produce two exhaust pipes, and then the Red Army directly hangs a sign for car repairs on the nearby road, enjoying excellent meals every day, including pig head meat and Erguotou.
"Let's go, I'll take you there." Without saying a word, Yu Hongjun earned several thousand in a month, which was worth it.
Within a few miles, this piercing sound can be heard. On the street, Yang Hai steps on the gas, feeling like the most stylish one in the entire street. However, once in the city, one must be more low-key.
First, tie up the dog, then open the iron gate, and then knock on He Gui's door. He Gui has already heard the commotion.
Everyone was oblivious as Yang Hai sinisterly grinned and struck a match
In the following half month, He Gui became extremely busy, and Yu Hongjun also joined the ranks of polishing. After half a month, the orders decreased, but every evening, one could hear waves of sound from afar. However, these fellows also knew that there was not much fun in the city, so they went to the suburbs, where it was said that they scared all the chickens in the area to death
The second to be installed was Zhang Yang. When Zhang Yang waited for He Gui to finish the installation, he excitedly twisted the throttle, vroom vroom!
"Virtue, here you go." Yang Hai, seeing He Guishuang's straightforwardness, took out a box of Zhonghua cigarettes and tossed it to He Gui.
After a restless night, Hongjun went to deposit money the next day, then bought some materials and returned home, only to find many people queuing up again
At noon, after leaving Lao Mo, Yang Hai drove through the streets to He Gui's place, where He Gui was busy fabricating exhaust pipes, welding, grinding, and so on
Yang Hai, accompanied by Wang Li, pressed the accelerator, and the exhaust roared as they left the compound, followed by more than ten others. Yang Hai was from the Air Force compound, and then they proceeded to blast through each compound one by one
In this era, many places in the north have dry toilets, which means piling up some soil, and after using it, covering it with a shovel. Over time, this will accumulate into a mound of soil, and each time one has to climb up the mound to use the toilet. Once the accumulation is sufficient, it is taken down into the ground, and new soil is brought back.
For an entire week, the repair business has been quite good. During the agricultural off-season, we focus on maintaining agricultural machinery. However, most of the work involves simple welding and similar tasks, as farmers are capable of repairing their own tires.
Woo la la la
"What is the purpose of customization?" Yang Hai asked casually
Early in the morning
The sound can be heard from several miles away. He Guiduo added a few more words.
Brother Hai, impressive
He Guigui installed an additional layer of anti-scald barrier on top of the exhaust pipe, while Yang Hai took out ten large bills and issued a receipt to the Red Army
The next day, Yang Hai, pushing a cart with Wang Li, had just stepped outside when they saw the other people in the courtyard
Among the disciples of the courtyard, they also subtly compete with each other; however, when encountering those outside the courtyard, they unite against external forces
The new model is several thousand units, the speed of the hand-held tractor is slow, but it has great power, making it suitable for transportation tasks without any issues, such as hauling fertilizer for others, transporting grain for public delivery, bringing compost into the fields, and delivering bricks to the kiln.
Ulala
1000. The Red Army did not act recklessly, but directly ignited it using a crank, and then quoted a price, the new one is around 2500 (I found the price from 1988, but not from 1985, so I am unsure of its accuracy, this was checked on Baidu)
It was no surprise to the Red Army either, and he asked, "What do you want?"
The young woman Wang Li murmured, "Why don't we repair it somewhere else?"
Certainly, only the elderly can do it; middle-aged individuals do not dare to say anything to the Red Army. The Red Army opens the door, takes out the receipts from the drawer, and puts on their glasses
Brother Hai, where did you find this thing
Yang Hai saw the exhaust pipe that was raised high and asked, "What is this?"
He Guì charges every night, returning to modern studies of motorcycle modification and manufacturing technology
Yang Hai saw He Gui about to ride his motorcycle and quickly said: "Be careful, this is quite valuable"
Looking for death
It is simply too impressive
He Gui picked up the tool for street racing, shaping it like a snake raising its head, because the Happy 250 has a longer rear. Of course, He Gui himself does not understand; the data was all obtained from enthusiasts.
The Red Army collected the full payment from eight individuals, while several others clearly did not have enough money, and then they left the street amidst explosions.
He casually picked up an exhaust pipe, gestured with it, and scratched his head: "I picked the wrong one"
After pedaling a couple of times, I felt there wasn't much of a problem, so I began to disassemble it. Once I took it apart, I examined each component carefully and managed to fix it in no time.
I am astonished
"Please let me go to Lao Mo, and I will take you there," Yang Hai said with a chuckle.
An old man, smiling, took out a cigarette and pointed to the two assembled tractors in the yard: "Lao Yu, how much are you selling those two tractors over there? They are used goods, so can you make it a bit cheaper?"
"Need materials." The next day, He Gui directly said three words to the Red Army
The old man immediately said, "I will buy, I will buy."
It is simply and directly stated: "One hundred, one year warranty, not responsible for damage, not responsible for fines"
The exhaust pipe undergoes high temperatures, with a gradual change in color from the back to the front, showcasing a beautiful gradient of blue and silver hues that looks quite refreshing. Not to mention the design; just look at my own straight and dull one, it's utterly unattractive.
The Red Army soldier observed closely from the side, and the old man knew that He Gui's skills were commendable. They had a light meal at noon, and in the evening, he shared pig's head meat with He Gui, who, as always, spoke very little.
The old man wanted to say something else, and another person said: "I will buy one."