Traveling through the 60s, an interstellar woman makes a fortune by selling men

"Hurry up and take the needle out of Zhou Yun's body," Jiao Zhongli glared at Wei Wei, "so that the three of them can change out of their wet clothes."

Why? Wei Wei refused to accept it, but he still had to pull it out. Who said they were not little thieves? You can't offend people to death.

Wei Wei had to endure it even if he was vomiting to death.

Jiao Zhongli, this time he offended Wei Wei to death, even more than Ma Yishan.

Jiao Zhongli walked into the forging room that Wei Wei had displayed on the outside. After looking at everything, he felt that the most interesting thing was a compact machine with a bumpy shape and about the size of a TV set.

There is a slightly forged one, I don’t know what kind of equipment it is, and there is a bicycle style that is very popular recently, standing against the wall.

Jiao Zhongli:...!

His wife also recently got one at home! It’s very similar to this!

Jiao Zhongli's IQ is no problem. Being able to sit in this position obviously means he is capable enough. He seemed to understand something in the sparks of calcium carbide.

Jiao Zhongli once protected scientific researchers. This room looked like a laboratory.

So, what does this lab do? And this bike? Could it be...

Suspicious and questioning eyes looked at Wei Wei who followed silently.

"Just make something and exchange it for something." Wei Wei didn't explain it too clearly, but everyone who understood it took a breath!

Isn't it just buying and selling to avoid the important and ignore the important?

"You are so young, how dare you buy and sell." Jiao Zhongli was furious, "Where are your parents?" Don't think that you can get away with pushing a child in front of you to push the cylinder.

Also, the skyrocketing power supply is probably due to the small stove being turned on here.

"What did I buy? What did I sell? Don't talk nonsense without evidence."

"Bicycles, you sell bicycles based on the high amount of electricity. It's not just one, but many bicycles." Thinking of the high amount of electricity, this is a month's salary of an ordinary worker. Some female workers have not done this in a month. How much money is it? Jiao Zhongli would not let Wei Wei hesitate.

"I am changing, where can I sell it? How can I use my skills in exchange for daily necessities?" Wei Wei retorted plausibly, gritting his teeth secretly, Ma Yishan, wait for me, if it wasn't for you, I would Read the name backwards.

"You're so arrogant." Jiao Zhongli was so angry but not good at words, so he was blocked by Wei Wei and had nothing to say.

"Where? The bicycle repairman on the street makes money with his skills in repairing bicycles. Aunt Zhang's family sells tofu at the end of the street. Because they have a stone mill at home, they can trade and buy tofu with them. Their behavior is different from mine. What's the difference?" Wei Wei spoke plausibly, and if you listen carefully, it makes sense.

Jiao Zhongli was speechless, yes, what's the difference?

"I want a bicycle, but I don't have the money to buy one, so I build one myself. Is it illegal?" Wei Wei pursued the victory.

"I want a radio and TV some other time, but I can't afford to buy one. Why, can't I find a way to make one myself?" Wei Wei then asked.

Jiao Zhongli couldn't answer. If he could make it himself, he would definitely make it himself. His eyes fell on the unused scrap copper and iron in the corner.

Thinking that the brand new and stylish bicycle at home was forged from this pile of things, it is a huge profit.

At the same time, I feel distressed, how much did my wife spend? This is a scam.

"Where are your adults?" Jiao Zhongli said that he was not as knowledgeable as children, but adults must be educated.

"No sir, I did it by myself." Wei Wei said righteously.

Why is this so unbelievable?

At this moment, Grandma Jiang's call came from afar.

Jiao Zhongli looked suspicious, could he be an accomplice?

After receiving the signal, my colleague went out and quickly brought Grandma Jiang back.

Wei Wei frowned and dragged Grandma Jiang in, which was unexpected by her.

In her opinion, even if Grandma Jiang heard the noise, she should protect herself wisely, instead of going to the tiger mountain knowing that there are tigers in the mountain.

As soon as Grandma Jiang came in, she was very anxious, "Comrade Jiao, this child is still young, what can he do?"

Grandma Jiang is an elderly person. She has a shallow sleep and will wake up at the slightest movement. How could she not hear such a big movement next door?

Grandma Jiang actually knows this person?

Isn't this nonsense? The captain of the Public Security Bureau often comes to mediate and resolve conflicts on this street. Can you recognize him?

"Aunt Jiang, you came just in time. This child is next door to you. Have you seen any suspicious people coming in and out? This group of people actually dare to build private vehicles."

After all, Jiao Zhongli still didn't believe that this was done by a child.

Grandma Jiang suddenly realized, "No, this car was indeed built by the child himself. This child, like her uncle, is smart, and his uncle is also like this, he can build anything."

Wei Wei is embarrassed, how come Grandma Jiang is a bit like her uncle's crazy fan, and she can make everything.

Wei Wei's surname is Wei. Ever since Grandma Jiang met Wei Wei, she has always regarded her as the continuation of the Wei family.

"With these instruments, what can a child do without anyone's help?" Jiao Zhongli felt ridiculous. This old woman, please stop messing around.

"Why not, Weiwei, you can build one for your Uncle Jiao to see." Grandma Jiang didn't talk nonsense to him, she would tell if it was a mule or a horse, just pull it out for a walk.

Wei Wei didn't show any concern, and immediately started the furnace of the half-forged four-wheeled wheelchair, and immediately made the remaining parts...

By the time dawn broke, Wei Wei had assembled the car.

Grandma Jiang looked proud, and even sat on the spot, opened the eyes of these police comrades who had been waiting all night, and casually introduced its functions.

Jiao Zhongli...

It's really good, but it breaks your ability...

"How about it? Can it be done?" Wei Wei asked Jiao Zhongli, whether he could do it or not, he had to say the right thing.

After not sleeping all night, all the police officers had dark circles under their eyes, but their spirits were high.

I personally witnessed the emergence of a new type of car. It seems to be not difficult to make. It is more practical than bicycles and there are ways to get it. It would be great if I could get one. My wife/mother would get up in the middle of the night and queue up, and there would be a place to sit. It also has a place to put things, which is great.

Jiao Zhongli's back was almost penetrated. If he said no, he would be outraged.

He also wanted a car like this. It would be better if it was longer and more agile.

But, in one sentence, he didn't know what to do.

People and children have said it, the car repairman on the street earns money from his skills, Aunt Zhang’s family at the end of the street earns the power of grinding stones, and Wei Wei, a child, earns a living by relying on his own ability. They just watched After one night, I only put half of the car together, and the money I earned was technical money, so why could the uncle on the street earn it, but her child couldn't?

What about discrimination?

Come on, let's take the team back, report it to the superiors, and let the leaders decide. He's still in trouble.

The result that Wei Wei wanted was partially achieved. At least the money earned had a source and was not black money. This was good news. At least there was no penalty.

Having said that, if there is really a punishment, Wei Wei will bite him to death. It's all barter, there is no money transaction, if you don't believe it, just go and check it yourself.

The money has been locked up by Wei Wei, and even if they dig deep into the ground, they can't dig it out.