Siheyuan: I earned foreign exchange in the heyday

After arriving at the factory, Chen Changan first took a tour and then came to the workshop.

Chen Changan began to have the workers clean up the site. He estimated that the scrapped engines that Mr. Xiao had arranged would arrive in the morning, so he asked the workers to prepare in advance.

Sure enough, before ten o'clock, a truck appeared in front of the processing plant. The things that Mr. Xiao had arranged had arrived.

When they arrived at the factory entrance, everyone worked together to move the two engines down.

The driver left immediately after the goods were unloaded, and even refused the cigarette that Chen Changan gave him.

He just said that he was carrying out a mission and had to go back to report. He couldn't take anything from the people. Then he left in a hurry.

Chen Changan also returned to the workshop to see what kind of engine Mr. Xiao had sent him.

After checking it out, Chen Changan became a little furious. Isn't this the engine of Harley WAL?

I don't know where this thing came from. After all, before World War II began, Xiao Ri took advantage of Harley's hard times and took away all the engine information of WAL.

By the time of World War II, both the America and the Little Britain had similar twin-cylinder engines.

This is not difficult for Chen Changan. What are the conditions of his processing plant? There is no way to exhaust Chen Changan, and Chen Changan does not understand this kind of engine.

Never mind, it's just a hobby for fun. Let's disassemble one first.

In the days that followed, Chen Changan treated it as his own technical accumulation. Together with several technical workers, he disassembled the machine and measured the dimensions of each component.

While dismantling, drawing, restoring, and studying materials, I was immersed in the world of machinery.

It's the weekend again, and Chen Changan can finally relax.

The only way to relax is fishing. It's a pity that I didn't meet Uncle Xiao this time, which also posed such a big problem for me. Uncle Xiao was probably afraid that Chen Changan would complain to him.

Fishing alone is always boring. I used the same fly fishing line and didn’t catch any big fish this time. But the fried small fish I caught last time were also delicious.

Let’s continue eating today. Chen Changan often comes here to fish, and many people know Chen Changan.

When they saw Chen Changan catching fish, they all came to watch and learn or to ask Chen Changan to trade fish.

Unfortunately, Chen Changan would not do anything that had no benefit. How could he tell others his fishing skills for no reason?

As for flying lead, if there is no special explanation, I am afraid you will not understand what it is even if you watch it.

Since the fish caught were not big and there were not many of them, the crowd of onlookers also dispersed. Even fewer people changed fish. Perhaps only those who liked this fish like Chen Changan would change.

Carrying a large bucket of long carps, humming a song from later times, he returned to the courtyard leisurely.

In just a few days, Yan Fugui seemed to have changed, looking older and more haggard. He also became more taciturn.

In fact, Yan Fugui also felt very uncomfortable. After all, it was he who forced Yan Jiecheng to ask for food expenses and money, and also asked Yan Jiecheng to buy coal for the family.

It must be because I pushed him too far that he tried to steal the coal from the factory. In the end, he was in an irretrievable situation. So Yan Fugui still felt very guilty.

When Chen Changan returned to the courtyard, Yan Fugui was planting flowers and plants in the small courtyard at the door.

Seeing Chen Changan coming back, he didn't come up to see what Chen Changan was holding like before, and took advantage of it.

In his heart, Chen Changan should also be responsible. After all, Yan Fugui handed Jie Cheng over to Chen Changan personally.

No matter what Yan Jiecheng did in the factory, you have to take care of this factory, right?

When something went wrong, he washed his hands of the matter and watched his son end up in this situation.

When I begged Chen Changan, he kept saying that he couldn't save himself. His attitude was so firm.

Yan Fugui thought that because of Yan Jiecheng's involvement, Chen Changan would lose his job as factory director.

But in the end, his son went to jail, but Chen Changan was fine and continued to work as the factory director.

This made Yan Fugui feel very unbalanced. Why should my son be sentenced so harshly when he got into trouble, and you were fine? We have already paid all the money, but in the end, this is the result.

Yan Fugui knew in his heart that he could not defeat Chen Changan, and on the surface he no longer paid attention to Chen Changan, but in his heart he believed that Chen Changan was the number one murderer of his son.

Chen Changan saw that Yan Fugui no longer talked to him. Sincerely, Chen Changan was very happy.

Doesn't anyone think that it's really annoying when every time someone comes back from shopping, they are blocked at the door by someone who is looking at what they bought and speaks to them in a tactful way as if they are trying to take advantage of them?

Now he suddenly realized that this person is no longer looking for him or blocking him, and Chen Changan felt so happy.

Nothing more to say, just eat some more fried fish in the evening.

Not only Chen Changan likes to eat it, but his sisters also like to eat it. After all, it is fried so crispy that even the fish bones can be crushed in one bite.

After dinner, Chen Changan was sorting out engine parts drawings in his room.

Chen Changan’s idea was very simple, to change the twin-cylinder engine into a simpler 125 or 150 engine.

After all, Chen Changan once had a roommate who was a motorcycle enthusiast, and the two of them had studied these things before.

So Chen Changan wanted to give it a try. After all, although his four years of studying mechanics were in vain, he had also learned about motorcycle engines as a hobby by himself.

Although he had some clues, it was too late and he had to go to work tomorrow, so Chen Changan prepared to pack up. He would have plenty of time later and study it slowly.

I had just taken off my clothes, soaked my feet, turned off the lights and lay on the bed when I heard a "bang" outside the window. Then I heard the sound of running water.

Chen Changan immediately realized something, and without even putting on his clothes, he opened the window and looked out.

I saw a short figure running towards the middle courtyard. Near the moon gate, it seemed to bump into someone. Chen Changan heard a small "ouch".

Then Chen Changan saw He Yushui walking out of the middle courtyard. When passing by the front yard, he accidentally stepped on something and scratched himself, almost falling down.

He was still mumbling something but I couldn't hear what he was saying. Maybe he was in a hurry, so he didn't delay and ran out of the yard in a hurry.

After Chen Changan calmed Xiuying who was getting ready to get up, he put on his clothes and went out to take a look. Just as he thought, the big fish tank at the door of his house was broken.

Fortunately, there was a hole in the middle part, and half of the water in the tank flowed out, and half of the yard was covered with water.

The fish that Chen Changan caught were also small. Several fish ran out from the gap. He almost fell because he accidentally stepped on a fish due to the rain just now.