Courtyard Houses: From Families of Martyrs and Orphans to Giants of the Times

Early the next morning.

Lin Jian'an had just opened his eyes.

He was still thinking about the system's task.

[Establish your own repair shop]

This is no small matter.

If we really want to get started...

From then on, many things became completely reasonable.

Repairing radios.

Repairing the fan.

Repairing bicycles.

Even for repairing televisions in the future.

They pushed the concept of "repair shop" onto the general public.

and.

We now have a fixed place.

Goods from the black market.

It is also easier to turn over.

"We have to get it down."

Thinking about this...

Lin Jian'an got up immediately.

As soon as he stepped out of the house...

There were already people waiting in the courtyard.

"Jian'an!"

"You're finally up!"

The third uncle was carrying a teacup.

He looked very enthusiastic.

When are you going to fix my fan?

"And my radio!"

"Brother Jian'an."

"Take a look at this flashlight for me first."

Behind.

There were even two people from the outer courtyard standing there.

They were obviously brought here based on a tip.

"..."

Lin Jian'an was amused.

Overnight.

I've really become "Master Lin".

"queue."

I have something to do today.

"Let's talk about it this afternoon."

"Okay, okay, okay!"

No one dared to complain.

Because now.

There are people in the neighborhood who can repair radios.

I reckon he's the only one.

Scarce.

That's the source of their confidence.

And just then...

The stalker had already come running over excitedly.

"Brother Jian'an!"

"Going to the junkyard again today?"

"Um."

"I'm going too!"

"Let's go."

result.

The two had just been discharged from the hospital.

There was even a silly guy named Zhu following behind.

What are you doing following along?

"I have nothing to do."

"We'll see."

"I'd like to see it too."

"How did you manage to make your fortune, kid?"

"..."

Lin Jianan almost burst out laughing.

but.

He didn't refuse.

Sha Zhu is a guy.

Although she's a chatterbox.

But he's not inherently bad.

We might need it in the future.

along the way.

Banggeng was incredibly excited.

"Brother Jian'an".

"Are you really planning to open a shop?"

"Um."

"So, can I be a waiter?"

"You need to learn to read first."

"..."

The stick wilted instantly.

Silly Zhu next to him burst out laughing.

"Hahaha!"

"You little brat, you've finally met your match."

"I can read!"

"I can write great jokes!"

That's your name.

"..."

The whole way was noisy and disruptive.

soon.

The three arrived at the scrap yard.

Just entered the door.

The old gatekeeper was delighted.

"Yo."

"Lin boy is here."

"You've become quite famous lately."

Even people at the machine repair shop are asking about you.

"Good luck."

"Come on."

The old man rolled his eyes.

"Knowing how to fix radios is just luck?"

"You're quite capable, kid."

talking.

He suddenly lowered his voice.

"You mentioned that empty warehouse before."

"There really are people who don't want it anymore."

Ok?

Lin Jian'an's heart skipped a beat.

"real?"

"The old man who used to repair bicycles."

"I went back to my hometown a while ago."

"The place has been empty."

"If you want to use it."

"I can ask around for you."

"How much?"

"Three yuan a month."

Three pieces?

Not expensive.

Especially since that place is in a pretty good location.

It is near a scrap yard.

There is also a flow of people.

The key is--

hidden.

Thinking about this...

A system notification immediately sounded.

Suitable store location detected

[We recommend taking it immediately]

[Can improve task completion rate]

"OK."

"I rented it."

"That was so satisfying?"

The old man was clearly surprised.

after all.

Three yuan.

This is quite a lot for ordinary people.

"That place is dilapidated."

"It's leaking."

"fine."

"As long as it works, that's fine."

"become."

The old man grinned.

"You're sure to amount to something someday."

Done.

Take them directly there.

The warehouse is located next to the scrap yard.

Not big.

It's about 20 square meters.

The door is an old wooden door.

The window was also cracked.

It was all dusty and gray inside.

It was covered in spider webs.

but.

Lin Jian'an was satisfied at first glance.

Because of this place.

It's perfect as a base.

Holy crap.

Even Sha Zhu was shocked.

"Are you really planning to open a shop here?"

"Um."

"But this is so dilapidated."

"Only by breaking through can we achieve safety."

"What?"

"It's nothing."

in fact.

Lin Jian'an had thought it through very clearly.

I'm too young now.

It's too formal.

On the contrary, they are more likely to be targeted.

This is a semi-abandoned shop.

The most suitable.

Low-key.

It's also convenient for hiding things.

And this moment.

The system interface has been refreshed.

[Repair Shop (Unnamed)]

Current level: 0

[Upgradeable]

[Current Function: Basic Repair]

See here.

Lin Jian'an felt immediately relieved.

It became.

after.

I now have my own business.

And just then...

Banggeng suddenly shouted from the corner.

"Brother Jian'an!"

"There's something here!"

Everyone turned around.

All I could see was behind the broken cabinet in the corner.

There was a pile of old parts.

There's also half a bicycle.

"Yo ho!"

Sha Zhu's eyes lit up.

"That's a lot of iron."

The system scanned it.

next second.

It directly hits red.

[Inspect Repairable Vehicles]

Phoenix brand bicycle (damaged)

Repair requires: 30 points

[Value after restoration: 180 yuan]

Holy crap.

Lin Jian'an's heart was pounding.

Phoenix brand!

This is top-quality stuff.

Currently on the market.

Even with tickets, it's hard to buy them.

"I made a profit..."

And on the side.

The stick is already incredibly excited.

"Brother Jian'an!"

"Did we strike it rich again?!"

"almost."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Bang Geng laughed so hard he couldn't stop.

But just then...

Outside.

Suddenly, a strange, eerie voice rang out.

"Yo."

"Isn't this our boss, Mr. Lin?"

Everyone turned around.

next second.

Their expressions changed.

Because there were people standing at the door.

It was actually—

Street black market administrator.

Sun Mazi.