Zhengyangmen: Don’t date Su Meng

The courtyard is particularly quiet at night. The cool breeze gently blows the fallen leaves, making a rustling sound.

Han Chunming sat alone in front of the window, holding a book in his hands, completely immersed in the world of the book, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

The moonlight was like water, sprinkling on his body and reflecting his focused expression. The walls of the courtyard exuded an ancient atmosphere, and the darkness around him did not make him feel uneasy at all. Instead, it made him more immersed in the world of books.

The wind continued to blow, and the rustling sound came and went, as if it was accompanying him.

Han Chunming completely forgot the passage of time. His thoughts drifted along with the words in the book. He put aside all worries and troubles and enjoyed the pleasure and satisfaction brought by knowledge.

On this quiet night, Han Chunming was accompanied by books, immersed in the ocean of knowledge, and he ignored the noise and interference from the outside world.

The morning light is breaking, and a new day begins.

Han Chunming continued to open the book he had not finished reading yesterday. While reading, he waited for his mother to call them for breakfast so that he could go out with Li Chengtao to start his big business of making money.

Han Chunsheng snored loudly and turned over from time to time, but Han Chunming was used to it and immersed himself in reading.

The five books that the Broken Marquis gave him were really good stuff. He couldn't put them down and sighed in his heart:

[This ragtag Marquis has a lot of good stuff in his hands. I'll have to ask him for more in the future.]

"Xiao Wuzi, second brother, it's time for dinner." Han Chunyan's voice sounded outside the door.

There are differences between men and women, and she would not barge in rashly so early in the morning.

"Okay, I know, second sister." Han Chunming put down the book, stood up and woke Han Chunsheng up, "Second brother, it's time to eat."

"Um, yes." Han Chunsheng opened his eyes dazedly and responded casually.

Before he finished his breakfast, Li Chengtao appeared at the door and Han's mother invited him into the house to eat.

"Aunt...mom, I won't eat anymore. We've already eaten at home." Li Chengtao sat on the steps at the door waiting for someone.

Han Chunyan asked: "Chunming, what are you doing so early in the morning?"

"Nothing, just going for a walk. Don't wait for me for lunch, you guys eat first, I may not come back. By the way!" Han Chunming went back to the house to get the money, put on his coat, and finally took two steamed buns, and left the courtyard with Li Chengtao, smiling.

"Let's go to the place selling bicycles in the street office. I have something to ask him."

"Okay, let's go!"

Li Chengtao pushed the pedal hard and the bicycle rushed forward like an arrow.

Han Chunming, who was sitting in the back seat, was shaken and staggered, almost being thrown off the bike. He quickly stood up, stretched out his hand to steady himself, and shouted angrily to Li Chengtao, "Ride slower!"

However, Li Chengtao seemed not to hear and continued to pedal at full speed. Han Chunming was so angry that his face turned red. He raised his hand and slapped Li Chengtao on the back, trying to make him slow down.

Although the slap was not heavy, it successfully caused Li Chengtao to feel pain and slow down.

When they arrived at the destination, Han Chunming jumped off the car, threw the remaining steamed buns to Li Chengtao, patted his butt, and walked towards the stall owner selling bicycles.

The stall owner was wearing grey work clothes which looked a bit worn, and he had a thick beard. One could tell at first glance that he was not someone to be trifled with.

"Master, let me take a look at the bicycle."

When a customer comes, the stall owner naturally greets him with a smile and asks him which bicycle he likes.

Han Chunming paced slowly in front of the bicycles, his eyes moving between each bicycle, examining them carefully, and gently walking around each bicycle with steady and rhythmic steps.

His fingers gently touched the frame, feeling the texture and wear of the metal, then he bent down to check the wheels, carefully observing the wear of the tires and the condition of the brakes. His expression was serious and focused, not missing any details, turning into the most professional customer.

After turning around twice, he seemed to have some confidence in his heart.

He stopped and pointed at one of the bikes, asking with a hint of inquiry in his voice: "How much is this one?"

The master stood on tiptoe and saw the bicycle that Han Chunming asked about. A hint of disappointment flashed across his eyes, but he still answered honestly:

"thirty!"

Han Chun understood clearly and asked, "How new is this?"

"It's 60% new. The one in front of you is 70% new. Take a closer look. I only have one. You won't find it again if you miss it. The day before yesterday, Cheng Jianjun from your hospital came and took a fancy to this bicycle. He asked me to keep it for him and he would go back to collect money and come back in a few days. I don't know where he went."

The master was quite talkative and he revealed Cheng Jianjun's background while talking.

Han Chunming smiled but didn't say anything. Instead, he asked, "Master, if I bring you a 60% new bicycle, how much will you pay me?"

The master had a serious look on his face, his eyes fixed on Han Chunming, and his tone was full of obvious vigilance: "I don't accept stolen bicycles!" His voice was low and firm, warning Han Chunming not to be stupid.

After hearing this, Han Chunming showed a confident and calm smile on his face.

He straightened up, looked his master in the eye with determination, and answered without flinching, "I am not a thief!" His voice was loud and powerful, declaring his innocence and integrity.

The master looked at Han Chunming, as if trying to judge the truth of his words. Han Chunming remained calm and looked him in the eye without disguising himself.

After a moment, the master nodded, believing in Han Chunming's character, and replied: "Twenty-five!"

"What about 70% new?"

"forty!"

Han Chunming continued to ask: "Eighty percent new?"

"Sixty." The master made a gesture of good luck.

"Ninety percent new?"

The master patted the bicycle seat and said solemnly: "Seventy, this is the highest price. Even if you ask around, I'll still give you the highest price!"

Han Chun understood everything and understood the market situation.

"Do you want it or not? Why are you asking so many questions?" The master was a little annoyed and urged Han Chunming to make a decision as soon as possible.

"No!" The master's face was full of surprise and he couldn't help shouting. He waved his hands to drive Han Chunming away while muttering to himself. It was obvious that he was very dissatisfied with Han Chunming for asking so many questions but not buying.

The master's eyes revealed impatience, thinking that Han Chunming was simply wasting his time and affecting his business. His movements were quick and powerful, as if he wanted to drive Han Chunming away as soon as possible.

"Master, don't be anxious. If I push you a bicycle that is 90% new, will you take it?" Han Chunming said with a smile.

Looking at Han Chunming's confident smile, the master finally nodded, but he still had to say some things in advance.

"Han family kid, let me tell you this in advance. If you push the car here and sell it to me, it will be considered speculation. If I buy it, it will also be speculation. If we keep it to ourselves, no one will know about it. But if someone leaks the news, neither of us can escape. You understand!"

Han Chunming understood this principle. If he dared to do business at this time, he would be speculating!

"If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, who will know where the bicycle came from?" Han Chunming said mysteriously.

The master gave a thumbs up and said, "Okay, if you have a bicycle, bring it here and I'll sell it to you at the price I just mentioned!"

The matter was settled, and Han Chunming drove Li Chengtao away.

On the way, Li Chengtao asked in confusion: "Chunming, where are we going?"

"Don't talk, I'll tell you later!" Han Chunming stopped at the door of a courtyard house, went forward and knocked on the door. After a while, an old man opened the door, and when he saw it was Han Chunming, he stretched out his hand to let them in.

This is a quadrangle house with a yard, a separate door and a separate household, which is very private.

"Uncle Wang, then you can rent the yard to me for a year at the price we agreed on before. What do you think?"

Uncle Wang nodded, and then Han Chunming drafted the agreement, pressed his fingerprints, signed, and paid the money. Finally, Uncle Wang left the key and left with the money and the contract.

It all happened so fast that Li Chengtao didn't have time to react.

"No, Chun...Ming, why did you think of renting such a big yard? And rent it for...a year? Isn't this a waste of money?"

Han Chunming brought two chairs out of the house and placed them in the yard. He patted the chairs gently and asked Li Chengtao to sit down with a smile.

It is late autumn now, the temperature in the morning is just right, and the breeze brings a slight coolness. It is a good time to enjoy the cool air.

After Li Chengtao sat down, Han Chunming also sat down on another chair. The yard was very quiet at this time, with only the rustling sound of leaves occasionally breaking the silence.

"Taozi, did you get the money?"

Li Chengtao nodded. Although he didn't know what Han Chunming was trying to say, he still honestly took out a cloth bag from the inner pocket of his trousers, which contained all his assets.

"We'll each contribute 200 yuan. Your job is simple. Ride your tricycle to the alleys and collect broken bicycles from door to door. Then bring them here. I'll be responsible for repairing them. I'll use the new parts I buy to assemble one or two bicycles and sell them to the bicycle shop.

Of course, it doesn’t have to be a bicycle shop. As long as they don’t mind not being able to get the steel stamp, you can sell the bike to them.

This is the money-making idea I came up with! ”

Li Chengtao's mind was a little confused. He instinctively felt that something was not working, so he immediately asked, "Do you have this skill?"

Han Chunming nodded, pointed at Li Chengtao's bicycle and said, "The one you ride, I'll refurbish it for you later, and I guarantee it will be 90% new!"

"Okay, that's...almost." Li Chengtao nodded, then waved his hand and said, "That's not what I'm talking about. Even if... you have this skill, then... then... where are the parts? Where do you get them?"

"Don't worry about this. Shanren has his own channels. I can bring a bunch of new parts in the afternoon. As long as you can receive the bicycle, we can open today!" Han Chunming was full of confidence.

"That's not a problem. We have a broken bicycle in the yard. I can buy it with some money."

"Okay, then let's sign the contract first, and everything has to be formal!"

Han Chunming moved out another table and prepared to draft the contract.