In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 238 Returning to Fanfan's Repair Shop, only to be blocked at the entrance?!
The herbs were obtained from Yangxintang Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic in the town, which is considered one of the more reputable clinics there, staffed by a traditional Chinese medicine doctor in his sixties.

However, his medical skills were not very good.

For a period of time, Boss Liang secretly sought out that old doctor for treatment. As for what illness it was, those who know, know.

Of course, they got plenty of medicine, but when it came time to use it, it was completely ineffective.

The old doctor still had some impression of Boss Liang. After all, from the patient's perspective, he was a foolish and rich man, and most importantly, he was obedient.

However, when Boss Liang came to get the medicine with the prescription, he couldn't help but feel jealous.

He might not be a household name in Luhe Town, but he was quite adept at treating and saving lives. Although his colleagues liked to call him "Brother Hei," he did have some medical skills.

The "Black Brother" in the pharmaceutical industry couldn't stand the prescription that Boss Liang had somehow gotten from some obscure corner; he always felt that the other party was trying to provoke him.

Then he started pointing out the ingredients in the prescription that Boss Liang had prepared, mainly saying that the medicinal properties were all antagonistic, and that this was simply misusing medicine, which could kill someone if they were not careful.

But Boss Liang didn't care about all that. He was a staunch supporter of the Fourth Uncle. Moreover, when he got the medicine, he deliberately didn't grab the right one, only grabbing two-thirds of the medicine, and then went to other pharmacies in town to get the rest.

Mr. Liang certainly didn't want such an astonishing prescription to be copied by those unscrupulous drug dealers.

So Boss Liang brought back many packets of medicine, and if someone else were to divide them up on the kang (a heated brick bed), they probably wouldn't be able to tell them apart.

"Why shouldn't I get on the kang? This is my home, okay?" Duan Dahai followed Boss Liang's example, taking off his cotton shoes and then sticking his legs into the quilt at the head of the kang, complaining all the while: "You old rascal, Uncle Si gave you the folk remedy for free, and you didn't even think to sell him some medicine so that Uncle Si could make a little profit."

"Does that mean I'm not going to buy it?" Boss Liang explained while distributing the medicine. "I specially bought some oranges, apples, bananas and the like a couple of days ago to thank our Fourth Uncle. I was also thinking of asking him to prescribe some medicine for me according to the prescription."

"But then, Uncle Si remembered that I was Yu Dawei's friend, and he refused to accept any money, insisting on giving it to me for free." Boss Liang looked wistful. "I've really never met such a kind Uncle Si. I didn't get the money, and I didn't dare to accept the medicine either. I was thinking of taking my wife and kids to buy some nice things and visit Uncle Si a couple of days before the New Year."

“Then I suggest you go early.” Yu Dawei washed his hands, poured three tubs of hot water from the thermos, and then took off his shoes and got onto the kang (heated brick bed): “Every year before and after the New Year, Uncle Si’s house is always packed with people, from other villages, from the neighboring town and county, and even from the city.”

"So many people?" Duan Dahai was a little shocked. Did Fourth Master have some kind of illustrious status? Surely not.

“Our fourth uncle in the Yu family has been a kind and generous man all his life. He has saved countless lives by treating the sick. When life was tough before, we could only keep his kindness in our hearts.” Yu Dawei picked up the water jar. “Now the world has changed. Even when life is tough, we can still afford to buy a couple of pounds of fruit. During holidays, people always visit his house.”

There was something Yu Dawei didn't mention, because he hadn't noticed it before, but now he was starting to have some doubts.

It seems that the people who visit Uncle Si's house most often during holidays are middle-aged men around forty or fifty years old. Occasionally, there are women, but they are still very few.

A few years ago, when he was in junior high school, a big boss from the city drove up to the village, which shocked him and his friends.

Yu Dawei had never even heard of the fruit that was in the car.

Now that Yu Dawei has connected this to Boss Liang, he has a sudden, inexplicable realization.

He decisively fell silent and took a sip of hot water to calm his nerves.

"Well then, there are three portions in total. One for you, Lao Duan, one for Brother Dawei, and one for me." Boss Liang generously pushed the two smaller portions in front of the two people next to him.

"How did you divide it like that? The two of us combined don't even have as much as you have." Duan Dahai said that this was the first time he had ever seen such a way of dividing things.

"It's good enough that you have it. Besides, you two are at most supplementary, while I need it. Can you compare to me?" Boss Liang was afraid that these two would take his share, so he hurriedly protected the herb packet with both hands.

Yu Dawei and Duan Dahai were speechless as they looked at him. Sometimes they felt that Boss Liang, who was thirty-eight years old, had the heart of an eight-year-old. At the last New Year's gathering, he could even play with several children.

He has a slightly carefree attitude, but that doesn't mean he's truly irresponsible. It's just that the more you get to know Lao Liang, the more interesting you find him.

Perhaps that's why Sister Liang was so tolerant of him.

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Not long after Yu Dawei warmed up, he went outside and, together with Duan Dahai and Boss Liang, loaded the 680Q engine onto Boss Liang's pickup truck.

The engine weighs about 150 kilograms, or about 300 pounds. If three Yu Daweis found a suitable leverage point, they could lift it like a child's play.

However, one was too weak and was currently recuperating, while the other was a thin and frail man named Brother Duan who didn't seem to have much strength. Yu Dawei ultimately decided to use the excavator in the yard to lift the engine into the back of Boss Liang's pickup truck.

Boss Liang's pickup truck bed is slightly wider than a tricycle, and the four wheels make it more stable to carry things.

This is another tough time for the pickup truck driver.

Lao Liang's pickup truck is a very representative BQ1030 pickup truck from the 1980s and 90s. It was a pickup truck brand model jointly launched by Baoding Automobile Manufacturing Plant (the predecessor of Zhongxing Automobile) and BJ Automobile Manufacturing Plant. The vehicle was based on the chassis design of the Bei 121 pickup truck.

It has a maximum power of 62.5kW, a peak torque of 197.3N·m, a top speed of 130KM/h, and an actual fuel consumption of about 13-15L per 100km.

Old Liang's car is a third-hand car. It was originally acquired from the oil city and underwent major repairs before it came into his possession.

Most people in the town who can afford a car are looking at second-hand, third-hand, or sometimes even fourth- or fifth-hand cars, mainly because new cars are too expensive and older cars offer better value for money.

Yu Dawei has always been a man of great skill and daring. He casually found two steel cables of different lengths in the yard, fixed them to both ends of the engine, tied them together in a knot, and then drove the excavator to hoist them up.

The Kobelco excavator can lift two or three hundred pounds as easily as playing with it. With Yu Dawei moving slowly, the engine sits safely on the wooden planks in the back of the pickup truck.

Wooden blocks must be used as shims; otherwise, after the car leaves, there won't be enough friction to cause it to skid.

The three then got into the car and prepared to drive to Yu Dawei's Fanfan Repair Shop.

The iron box welded to the back of the truck bed was removed by Boss Duan using a gas welder when we returned from Yushui County.

When they arrived at Fanfan's repair shop, the three of them were blocked by a blue Jiefang truck as soon as they entered the yard.

"Hey, this guy's got another job." Boss Liang sat in the passenger seat, looking on with envy. He turned to Yu Dawei in the back seat and said, "Brother Dawei, why don't I just follow you around? I'll fix whatever car you repair and I'll get the parts for it. You'll be making a fortune every day. I'm so envious."

"Get your excavator parts sorted out. There are too many and too varied to handle," Yu Dawei kindly reminded him. "These things not only tie up capital, but it's also uncertain when anyone will actually buy them. Most of the dump trucks and big trucks that come here are just getting their tires repaired; major repairs are rare."

Yu Dawei offered some advice to Boss Liang and also explained the purpose of the car appearing at his factory.

"But it doesn't look like it to me." Boss Liang turned his head and glanced at the right door of the car. Old Ji was chatting with the other party and pointing at the front of the car with his finger. "This car doesn't really have some kind of problem that needs major repairs, does it? Why don't you get out and take a look?"

“Okay.” Yu Dawei opened the back door, preparing to get out and take a look. “Brother Duan, you park the car at the entrance first, and we’ll go in after he leaves.”

“Okay.” Duan Dahai watched as Yu Dawei got out of the car, then shifted into reverse, skillfully turned the steering wheel to the right, and parked the car against the wall in an open space near the entrance.

"It's not easy to fix, it needs to be repaired urgently. The problem is that the town doesn't have all the replacement parts. It will take at least two or three days to get them all."

Just as Yu Dawei walked over, he overheard Lao Ji chatting with the driver, a purple grape cigarette dangling from his mouth.

Whether it's a driver or a car owner, if their car breaks down and they need to find a mechanic to repair it, they'll generally be offered cigarettes respectfully and chatted with ingratiatingly.

This is also one of the few industries in China where you can make money while standing tall.

"Hey? The boss is back. Let's see if he has any ideas." Old Ji's eyesight wasn't as good as Axe's and Little Agui's. He only noticed his boss after the other two had put down their tools and come over.

Old Ji quickly took a deep drag of his cigarette, threw the butt on the ground, and then stomped it out with his foot.

Smoking is not allowed at Fanfan Repair Shop because gasoline is used most of the time for things like brushing parts and cleaning oil stains.

So when Yu Dawei invited Lao Ji over, he said that theoretically, smoking was not allowed in the factory, but that remained just a theoretical rule.

However, Yu Dawei had also considered the issue of using gasoline to clean the parts. He couldn't ignore safety factors just because it cleaned them thoroughly. If the repair shop becomes a large-scale operation later on, he would switch to diesel fuel or adopt a safer cleaning method when cleaning the parts.

Repairing cars is no small matter; it can easily result in broken arms or legs. In my past life, I worked in car repair alongside Yu Dawei, and many of us who have come this far have ended up with missing limbs.

Yu Dawei still has to be responsible for the people under his command.

(End of this chapter)