Siheyuan: The farm in my mind is in your hands.

"So much!? Then wouldn't that mean he would make the same amount of money as a regular worker in a month?"

Yan Bugui was really envious, because others earned more money riding tricycles than he did as a teacher.

The key is to work at night and not interfere with the daytime. If he can also ride a tricycle, wouldn't he be able to earn more than 50 yuan a month in salary?

I would be willing to do that even if I only have to sleep five hours a day!

"Dad, what are you mumbling about?"

The three aunts just heard the man muttering about one dollar and twenty cents a day and thirty-six cents a month. Isn't that all money? So they became a little curious.

"You don't know, I met Jia Xu when I just opened the store, and he made 1.2 yuan in one night!"

“There are so many?!”

Yan Bugui and the third aunt discussed it for a while and decided that birds of a feather flock together. These two people were both good at calculating.

Knowing that Lao Cai's tricycle had already been divided into day and night shifts with Jia Dongxu, they would definitely not make any money if they inserted themselves into the operation at this time.

So I wanted to figure out a way to make a profit without losing money.

Chen Jianghe has to go to the office today. Staying at home is just about trivial matters in the courtyard, which are insignificant compared to the affairs of the world.

"Hey, Chen Jianghe, wait a minute."

The third aunt saw Chen Jianghe pushing his bicycle out of the door from the window and quickly called him to stop.

In this compound, apart from Old Yan from their family, Chen Jianghe has the most ideas.

It is very necessary to listen to other people's suggestions at this time, because other people will never cheat you on big things.

"Third Aunt, what's the matter?"

Chen Jianghe looked at the time in the space. It was only half past six. He got up early again today.

"Come in, your uncle has a question and wants your advice."

As Yang Ruihua spoke, he opened the door curtain, unable to refuse the kind invitation.

But generally speaking, there is no advantage to be gained in Old Yan's family affairs, so Chen Jianghe was a little reluctant to go in.

"Jiang He, come in and ask your third aunt to send some freshly dried sweet potatoes to your house. They go really well with wine."

Or maybe Yan Bugui knew what Chen Jianghe was thinking. Like him, he would not release the eagle until he saw the rabbit.

"That's too formal, let me thank you first."

As soon as Chen Jianghe parked his bicycle, he went into Yan's house. He could just send Lou Xiao'e to the steel mill in a while.

"That's what I mean..."

After Yan Bugui told Chen Jianghe the story, he realized that Jia Dongxu earned more than one dollar a night.

But based on his understanding of Jia Dongxu, this brother is definitely keeping something to himself.

Either he was cheating outside, or he was hiding some secret stash of money.

"Uncle San, do you want to ride a tricycle too? But there is only one tricycle in our compound, Old Cai. There are too many wolves and too little meat. I'm afraid it won't be your turn!"

Chen Jianghe said what he meant. If Yan Bugui wanted to share the small cake of the Jia family at this time, it might be a bit difficult.

"That's right, but look at our family, a family of six, and we rely on your uncle's salary to make ends meet. No matter how carefully we budget, we still can't make ends meet."

The third aunt's face was full of bitterness. She originally wanted to do some ideological work on Chen Jianghe, but she accidentally touched on her own sore spot.

No wonder the couple tried every possible way to deduct money from their children. They were really used to being poor and calculating.

“It’s not that there is no way around it.

It just requires you two to bear some risks in the early stage. Of course, although it is called a risk, it is actually not a big problem.

After all, we all live in the same courtyard, so the monks can’t escape, and neither can the temple.”

As Chen Jianghe was speaking, he saw little Yan Jiedi crawling all over the floor, so he picked her up and pinched her little face.

This child was quite cute when he was young, why did he grow crooked later...

"Tell me what method you can use."

Upon hearing that the bad boy really had a way, Yan Bugui became excited and urged the man to speak quickly.

If he were to compete with Jia Dongxu in riding a tricycle, his physical strength really couldn't compare with that of the young man. Wouldn't it be great if there was an easier way?

"Well, it's easy to say. Since Dongxu really wants to ride a tricycle, you can sponsor him one.

Now you need a ticket to buy a new car, but you don’t need a ticket to buy a second-hand one. You can just pay to buy a second-hand tricycle.

Let Dongxu pedal during the day, so that Uncle Sanda will have two tricycles to choose from at night."

The more Chen Jianghe thought about it, the more he felt that this method was feasible. If Shazhu or Damao was willing, he wouldn't mind training them both into tricycle riders.

"What?! Buy a tricycle for Jia Dongxu? Am I crazy, or are you crazy, Chen Jianghe?"

Then, Yan Bugui reacted immediately, and his small eyes behind the lenses turned around and around.

"Is what I think the same as what you think?"

He was playing a riddle with Chen Jianghe, which stunned the third aunt.

What are these two doing? There is nothing we can’t say at home.

"The Third Uncle is the Third Uncle, but don't be too outrageous when the time comes, otherwise you will scare people away and you won't be able to earn this money."

Chen Jianghe stopped there.

It was almost time, he had to send Lou Xiao'e to the steel mill, and then he had his own work to do, so he was very busy.

"Okay, okay! Goodbye, Chen Jianghe." Yan Bugui personally saw the man out the door, and now he had an idea in mind.

"Don't forget the dried sweet potatoes you promised me, Auntie." Chen Jianghe reminded her.

At this time, Lou Xiao'e also went out. She was very happy to see the man waiting for her.

"Jiang He, you were waiting for me. I thought you left first!"

"No way, my wife is more important. Come on, I'll take you to work."

The couple went out in a loving manner, leaving Yan Bugui and his wife behind.

"Old Yan, what's going on?"

The third aunt hasn't figured it out yet. If she doesn't find out clearly, she won't be able to eat or sleep.

"Hey! It has to be Chen Jianghe again, this guy is full of ideas.

Go deliver the dried sweet potatoes to their home first, and I’ll talk to you about it when you come back.

By the way, pick something big, it will look good."

As Yan Bugui spoke, he began to think about how to bring up this matter with Jia Dongxu, and also how to get his share of the money.

"Okay, I'll go." When the third aunt saw Yan Bugui writing and calculating, she knew that this time there was a plan.

When she came back from Chen's house, as soon as she entered the door, she saw Yan Bugui smiling and waving the notebook in his hand.

"Not only can we earn money from riding a tricycle this time, but we can also make some extra money."

So he told Jia Dongxu about his plan to lend money, including how to calculate the interest and how to repay the money.

"That's it. From now on, I can go riding a tricycle at night. In addition, I can receive interest from Jia Dongxu every day. Isn't this two sources of income?"

"Oh! It has to be you two. I didn't understand it just now! These dried sweet potatoes are not given in vain. I also think this method is feasible!"

The third aunt is very happy now, because her family can get double the money in the future!

As long as Old Yan can endure hardships, their family will definitely earn more money than Jia Dongxu!

The key point is, Old Yan is so thin, can he ride a tricycle... Aunt Three is also a little skeptical.

"Every penny earned is a penny earned. My share is pure profit, so I won't lose anything no matter how much I earn."

It has to be the third uncle who has already found a way out for himself in advance.