The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 201, Buying a Car (Subscribe!)

   Time flies so fast, and in a blink of an eye it is December 23, 1993 of the lunar calendar.

   The New Year is almost here, and the weather is getting colder.

   After breakfast, Zhang Xuan went to Ouyang Yong.

   Entering the gate of Ouyang's house, the eldest sister is coaxing the child and coaxing him to eat.

  Ouyang Zhu and Ouyang Yong used lime to remove dog hair.

   Looking at the gray dog ​​hair all over the floor, Zhang Xuan asked curiously, "Why does the color of this dog hair look familiar to me?"

   Zhang Ping said: "Brother, you are here, this dog is the one I brought back."

   Zhang Xuan was a little surprised: "Didn't you say you need to raise some, why did you kill it?"

  Ouyang Yong explained: "This greyhound went to steal meat from someone else's house and was beaten to death."

   Zhang Xuan was speechless. But think about it, it seems really not surprising that Greyhound has such an ending.

   After teasing the child for a while, he asked, "Has this child been named yet?"

   Ouyang Yong said: "Didn't you take it, it's called Ouyang Ji."

  Ouyang Ji?

  When did you get it?

   Zhang Xuan recalled for a long time, and then he remembered that he had told his mother a lot of names on the phone, but he was not satisfied with those names!

   How did you decide?

   Could it be that he couldn't wait, so he just picked one name from the pile of names he said?

  Think about it, it's really possible.

   But don't worry, Ouyang Ji is Ouyang Ji, read it a few more times, it doesn't sound that bad.

   After the child finished eating, the dog's hair over there was almost finished, so Zhang Xuan told Ouyang Yong the purpose of coming today, to buy a motorcycle.

  Ouyang Yong asked in surprise: "Buy a motorcycle? Can you ride, can you ride a motorcycle?"

   Zhang Xuan lied and opened his mouth: "Yes, I learned from a teacher when I was studying in Yangcheng."

  Ouyang Yong didn't believe it, so he threw his motorcycle key to him: "Let me show you the ride."

   Zhang Xuan said nothing, took the key and inserted it, one straddled, and the accelerator was added, and the motorcycle went straight in circles in the yard.

   That skill is higher than Ouyang Yong, I don't know how many grades.

  Ouyang Yong looked bewildered, his mouth opened wide, and he was shocked.

   At the end, he couldn't help but ask: "How long have you been studying?"

   Zhang Xuan said with a smug look: "How about half a month? It's still good for you, right?"

  Ouyang Yong was even more confused, "Can you learn this in half a month? You didn't tell a lie?"

   Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes, "Think about it, what is my identity? Is it necessary for a college student to tell you a lie?"

  Ouyang Yong said: "A college student is born to be able to ride a motorcycle, are you bragging?"

   Zhang Xuan tilted his head to look at him, and stabbed him leisurely: "You have changed, you didn't say that before.

   At the end of last year, when you wanted to chase my sister and ask me for a job, you once said a flattering piece of bullshit. I don’t know if you remember it, but you said: College students are omnipotent. "

   Hearing this, Ouyang Zhu and his wife laughed out loud.

  Ouyang Yong's face twitched, and he shut up instantly.

   After lunch, the two of them rode to the next big town.

  There is no way, there is no motorcycle store in my town, so I have to go to the next town to buy it.

  Thinking of a motorcycle store…

   Zhang Xuan tried to say: "By the way, there are no motorcycles in town, you can open a motorcycle shop in town."

   Ouyang Yong shook his head: "I don't have that capital."

   Zhang Xuan said: "I can borrow you how much you want."

  Ouyang Yong thought for a while, then shook his head, "Forget it, I don't like to open a shop and do business, and few people in town have spare money to buy motorcycles."

   Zhang Xuan comforted: "You have to find something better to do. You can't drive a motorcycle for rent all the time. It comes and goes in the wind and rain, and it's easy to get old even if it's hard work."

  Ouyang Yong didn't care, Yingfeng said loudly: "I like it, I make more money."

   Zhang Xuan ruthlessly criticized: "You only have a few dollars, so you can make more money."

  Ouyang Yong retorted: "I'm not a college student, I'm quite content with dozens or hundreds a day."

   Zhang Xuan is speechless, this is a man with no ambition, and he cannot be transformed spiritually.

   Forget it, don't persuade, waste your saliva, let him.

   These days, motorcycle rentals really make money, and one day can be used to pay for other people to work for many days.

   Moreover, Zhang Xuan also saw it as a human being in two lifetimes. The most important thing is people's hobbies in life.

   Just like seeing Mi, he is unwilling to let go.

  Similarly, Ouyang Yong likes motorcycle rentals and seems to understand.

   Anyway, in this life, she has herself and her own bottom line. No matter how bad the life of the eldest sister is, it will not be too bad.

   Took 30 minutes to get to the next town.

   The two of them did not detour and went straight to the Suzuki motorcycle store.

   The owner's surname is Sun. He is a 30-year-old with a flat head. It seems that he and Ouyang Yong are old acquaintances. As soon as they meet, they serve cigarettes and are called by the brothers.

   Boss Sun scattered a cigarette to Zhang Xuan: "Come on, little brother, take a cigarette?"

   Zhang Xuan smiled and waved his rejection, "If you don't smoke, keep your money."

   Just kidding, this is not a school. He dares to smoke. Comrade Ruan Xiuqin learned about it. It is foreseeable that he will have to nagging for a long time.

   Seeing Zhang Xuan entering the store, he started to inspect the motorcycle with a familiar look. Boss Sun couldn't help but secretly asked Ouyang Yong:

   "Who is this? I think you're very cowardly towards him."

   Ouyang Yong told him in a low voice, "My brother-in-law."

   Boss Sun's eyes widened, and he suddenly realized: "That great writer? That great writer who came from the capital to interview"

   "Have you heard of it here too?"

   "It's more than just hearing it, you can hear it every three or five minutes, and your ears are almost full of cocoons."

  Ouyang Yong winked, "No cow, I can't compliment me too much."

   Boss Sun carefully looked at Zhang Xuan with strange eyes, and nodded again and again as if he was looking at the western landscape:

   "It's not too much, not too much. If it were me, I would have to lower my posture. These are big thick legs. Hold them tight, and you will have no worries about food and clothing."

  Ouyang Yong smiled proudly, and then said, "I'll give you a fair price later."

   Boss Sun patted his chest and assured: "The two of us have nothing to say, this time I only need to pack money for cigarettes."

   The two were talking, and the topic slowly shifted from Zhang Xuan to hunting wild boars.

   Zhang Xuan didn't care about them either.

   It took half a day, a license plate, a car purchase certificate, and a brand new Suzuki motorcycle.

   A full 8400 yuan was spent.

   Expensive!

   According to the current price, this 8400 is equivalent to more than 150,000 in later generations.

   But Zhang Xuan is too lazy to care too much, he is not short of that money.

   And what made him happiest was that in the roar of motorcycles, he remembered many past events in his previous life, full of sweet memories.

  Although it was still a bit gloomy and cold in the evening, I was in a good mood under the bright red sunset.

   Riding all the way back to Shangcun, Zhang Xuan would always say hello when he met acquaintances on the way.

  When people in the village see motorcycles approaching, they will panic and give way, and then all turn around to discuss their opinions and envy them.

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