My 1991

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

He raised his head and glanced at the pigeons of 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 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. There are fish sellers, tape sellers, toys sellers, wooden barrel sellers, used books sellers, clothes sellers, and pots and tableware sellers. There are no less than 30 sellers lined up together.

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 "nothing" in their eyes and is not so valued. This makes the place spacious enough and not crowded. Luann can pick a good spot.

As soon as he set up the stall, the female stall owner selling clothes next to him stretched out her hand 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 with each other."

"Oh I remember."

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 Hun Buqing was so unscrupulous that he even got into bed with the vendors in front of his own house. But it was obvious that the girl was not quick and failed to capture 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 expectation in the female stall owner's eyes was a little less.

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

Say Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will arrive.

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 meticulous look on his back. There was a girl with 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, and 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."

As he said that, 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?"

Luan said: "My bicycle skills are comparable to your skills in stripping women's clothes. It's 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 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-dollar bill 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 get 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 small cleaning 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 work as a stall, and I need to make money, so I naturally won’t be hypocritical and be a good person.

The work in Dacha is relatively heavy.

You need to remove the wheels, 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 Dacha is about 3 cents, but it requires very good skills, otherwise it will be embarrassing 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. The small one gets a massage and feet wash; the big one gets a one-stop service, plus a girl named Missy Missy.

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 doesn't care about the strange opinions of 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 has a story-like nature and is 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.

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, "A dollar and a 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 smiled and said, "I am the car owner, I must know."

Lu An didn't say much, just give her the money and I'll do the work, regardless of her rights or wrongs.

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

Luan 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 riding the bike and left.

ps: Let me say something: 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 more down-to-earth; thirdly, the most important thing is to lead to this book The key figures behind.

The first 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.