MTL - Shuttle To Get Rich Since 1985-Chapter 17 build motorcycle engine

Zhang Jun started to move things, and when he opened the trunk, there were fungus, Erguotou, cigarettes, a large piece of meat, and stewed beef.

"uncle."

"Auntie." He Gui took off his glasses as soon as he got out of the car, and after moving his things, he saw two old people, whom Zhang Hong had already introduced.

Zhang Hong's parents are honest rural people, and his father, Zhang Fagui, is a skinny old man. On the contrary, it was Zhang Hong's mother, Liu Yuanhong, who had big bones, a fat body, and fair skin.

"Boss He, sit inside the house." The house was cleaned, and it looked like it had been cleaned in advance, but now Tongzhou is also poor, and the courtyard wall is only one meter high, and it is still rammed earth. The house is built with earth bricks, and there are only three rooms. It was still very low, the barn was at the corner of the yard, and the dry toilet was at one end of the house.

Cui Cui was already playing with a **** dog, and there were people around watching the excitement.

"Mom, let's deal with this meat." Zhang Jun took out fresh pork, palm-thick and big fat, now cutting the meat, you will give the whole lean meat to the butcher, and the meat buyer will chop you with a knife. Not everyone can buy this kind of big fat.

Unlike modern times, this kind of fat basically went to processing enterprises, but He Gui brought this thing here without any brains.

Do you think African swine fever can’t be controlled? A diseased pig costs only two to three hundred yuan, and a live one costs up to seven or eight thousand. While the pig is buried with an excavator, it is directly pulled to the slaughterhouse. You taste it carefully.

Why pork sales are not good, ask the rural people around you, how many people dare to buy meat to eat, but no one wants to give it away, especially those who have pigs at home.

That is to say, these people have successfully prevented hundreds of millions of rural people from buying fresh pork. It’s no wonder that the market doesn’t collapse. Rural people still have a little conscience. If they get sick, they will be dragged out and buried. You can pass the inspection and quarantine. no.

So every time He Gui returned to modern times, he dared not eat, and only came after taking a bath, because he was afraid of some diseases, but so far there were no emergencies, maybe the shuttle space was disinfected, and He Gui still I plan to study it. If it can be disinfected, I will try it on a cancer patient to see if it will kill cancer cells or something.

"Don't make trouble recently. In a few months, I will be recruiting workers, and then I will transfer your household registration there."

"You take the money, build a new house for the two old people, and make it better."

"The matter between me and your sister may not come to fruition, but as long as she doesn't leave me, I will pay for the old man's retirement." In the yard, He Gui straightened it out, took out a bag of 5,000 yuan and stuffed it for Zhang Jun .

Zhang Jun sighed: "That's fine, my sister has been gossiped by villagers in the past two years, and some people gossiped when her household registration was moved to the city a few days ago."

He Gui glanced at Zhang Jun, and pondered for a while: "Why don't you use the money to buy a few houses in the city, and then it's okay to get the second elder to the factory to check the door, but I'm afraid that the second elder will know the relationship between me and your sister. Things, I feel bad."

Zhang Jun nodded: "Let's discuss it later."

In the evening, Zhang Jun and He Gui huddled together, Zhang Hong's father temporarily settled in the main room, and Zhang Hong lived in the same room with his mother.

When Cui Cui was leaving the next day, Zhang Hong was also in tears, and He Gui was also relieved that the journey back to the city had passed so smoothly.

There was someone cooking in the factory. It was a woman in her forties, from the street, honest and good at cooking. She was selected by the Red Army.

An era has a thinking of an era. Even if He Gui is a genius in management, if he is out of tune with the times, it will not be of much use, let alone He Gui is not a management genius.

"Mr. He." Back in the factory, Feng Pants had been waiting for a long time, and he knew that the relationship between the little widow and Boss He was not easy.

But I don’t care about it. The stubborn masters in this period are better. It was even more chaotic before 1983. A certain party in Shanghai was eaten peanuts. Think about it, a red descendant will be given to the crowd because of the crowd. How messy is it to eat peanuts?

He Gui nodded: "Here we are."

"The furniture has been found, and I'm waiting for your decision, sir." Feng's trousers were much better than last time.

He Gui nodded, greeted Feng Trousers to get into the car, and took Feng Trousers directly to Lao Mo for a meal.

"As for the furniture, I don't understand. You can find someone who knows how to do it. If the price is right, just accept it. I don't understand the maintenance of the courtyard house, so I'll trouble you to pay attention. It's still 5,000 yuan here. You keep the account. For the time being, I will give you three hundred a month, and I will go to my place to ride a bicycle later, and it is very hot to ride a bicycle on a hot day." He Gui felt that it was useless to read it, and he didn't understand it. Not familiar with these pants.

The main thing is, He Gui doesn't want to be contaminated by more stubborn masters, who the **** knows if there are any scams in it, and the pants can survive to 2020 smoothly, so they must be on the right team.

The trousers were very excited, and they patted their chests and said that they would definitely bring out the high-quality goods to Mr. He.

Seeing the crooked pants on the bike, He Gui couldn't help worrying, if this guy was killed, would he blackmail himself?

With the whistling of the fan, He Gui felt that the dadeng tonight was shaking extremely violently.

"Thank you." Zhang Hong breathed evenly, and said in He Gui's ear.

He Gui patted a certain part of someone: "You are my woman, and your parents are also my parents. As long as you don't leave me, I won't abandon you."

"Then Kailinna..." Zhang Hong put her arms around He Gui's neck and asked in a low voice.

He Gui sighed, with a scumbag... Bah, in a deep tone: "The possibility between me and her is not very high, her background is too strong, and the family may not allow me to marry her, even if it is married Yes, I want to take care of you too..."

"Hmm..." This time the car took the initiative to get in the car and refueled.

I want to build a car, but after careful consideration, it is still not enough, not to mention other things, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com supporting factories are not good, that is, most of the carburetors for motorcycles are imported now.

A car is not only the engine, the gearbox, but also the chassis, shock absorption, data, and materials can be copied, but there is a big gap between copying and manufacturing, not to mention the windshield.

And in terms of demand, motorcycles are in great demand, and motorcycles always have much fewer parts than cars.

"Three years to make motorcycles, three years later to make cars." In the end, He Gui had to give up his beloved car. After all, the car is tall, and it sounds good to say it, but others don't know about the plan to build a car engine.

When the second-hand machinery and equipment arrived, they boarded the car directly from the port, Yang Hai was looking for a relationship.

The site is less than two kilometers away from the current factory. There is a farm department here in Balizhuang. The land is divided, and there is a large drying yard, as well as houses and warehouses.

With an area of ​​4,000 square meters, He Gui and others spent more than 20,000 yuan in materials. He Gui and others worked for half a month to build several large asbestos tile factories. When the mechanical equipment arrived, it was installed first. Lathes, milling machines, furnaces, etc.

He Gui didn't want to talk about making it big. This place is experimental. After it's done, he must find a partner. There are so many military enterprises.

Installing machinery, master craftsman played a big role, foundry workshop, foundry workshop, processing workshop, welding workshop.

Then I hired more than a dozen old workers, with a guaranteed minimum salary of 100 yuan, although it was a little lower, but it would be fine if I persisted for two months.

He Gui went directly to the 125 engine, and the 70 is a bit outdated now. In addition, a 70 motorcycle requires not only the index, but also about 3,000, and some places are as high as 4,000.

"Start!" He Gui is ready to promote standardized manufacturing, and Yu Hongjun is the factory director.