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Chapter 81 Forever Brand Bicycles

Hou Yufen leaned over to take a look.

Qian Cheng pointed to the ledger and said, "For eggs, we collected over 900 jin this month and sold 800 jin, earning over 30 yuan. For bean sprouts, we earned over 50 yuan. In total, we earned over 80 yuan."

Hou Yufen smiled: "That's quite a lot."

Qian Cheng put the money away and said, "Mom, I'm thinking of going to the county in a few days to buy a bicycle."

Hou Yufen was taken aback: "A bicycle? How much would that cost?"

Qian Cheng said, "It costs over a hundred yuan. For a permanent license plate, you need a receipt."

Hou Yufen said, "We don't have any tickets."

Qian Cheng said, "I'll try to find a way. Boss Cui should have some connections."

Hou Yufen nodded and said nothing more.

She believed in her son.

The next day, Qian Cheng went to the county to deliver eggs and took the opportunity to visit Cui Minggui.

Cui Minggui was reading a newspaper in his office when he saw him come in. He put down the newspaper and said, "Little Qian, you're here? Have a seat."

Qian Cheng sat down and told him about his desire to buy a bicycle.

Cui Minggui smiled after hearing this.

"You little rascal, you're really good at causing trouble."

He thought for a moment and said, "I do have a bicycle ticket. But I'm saving it for my son's wedding, so I'll have to ask first."

Qian Cheng said, "Boss Cui, don't rush. Ask around first, and if that doesn't work, I'll think of something else."

Cui Minggui nodded, looked at him, and suddenly asked, "Is the house finished?"

Qian Cheng said, "It's finished, three brick houses."

Cui Minggui laughed: "Great, now that you have a house, it's time to get married."

Qian Cheng laughed too: "It's still early, let's talk about it after we get into university."

Cui Minggui looked at him with admiration in his eyes.

This kid has ambition.

After leaving Qingping Hotel, Qian Cheng went to Xinhua Bookstore.

Zhang Mingxi loves reading, and he thought he would buy her a few books.

Upon entering the bookstore, the middle-aged man with glasses was still there. He recognized Qian Cheng.

"Here we go again? What are you buying this time?"

Qian Cheng asked, "Are there any books on English?"

The middle-aged man said, "Yes, there are English grammar books, English conversation books, and a college entrance exam English tutoring book."

He took the book out and placed it on the counter.

Qian Cheng flipped through them and found them all quite useful.

"How much are these?"

The middle-aged man calculated: "Three yuan and two jiao."

Qian Cheng took out his money and paid.

He packed up the books, left the bookstore, and headed towards the station.

It was still early when we got back to the village.

Qian Cheng went to the Zhang family first.

Zhang Mingxi was listening to the radio in the room when he saw him come in, and his eyes lit up.

"You're back?"

Qian Cheng nodded and handed her the books.

"For you."

Zhang Mingxi took it and saw that it was an English book; his eyes lit up immediately.

"You bought it?"

Qian Cheng said, "Yeah, I bought it on the way."

Zhang Mingxi opened it and took a look, and was overjoyed.

"Great! I was just worried about not having any books to read."

Seeing her happy expression, Qian Cheng felt pleased as well.

The two sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), flipping through books and talking.

The radio was playing a broadcast, and the sound of an English lecture drifted gently through the air.

Qian Cheng had been keeping the bicycle in mind.

A few days later, he went to the county again to find Cui Minggui directly.

When Cui Minggui saw him arrive, he greeted him with a smile: "Xiao Qian, you've come at the right time. I've discussed the bicycle ticket with my family, you can use that ticket first."

Qian Cheng was overjoyed: "Boss Cui, thank you so much."

Cui Minggui waved his hand: "No need to thank me, it's just a ticket. But I have to make it clear, this ticket is for industrial coupons, and you have to pick it up at the county department store. It's a permanent license plate, 127 yuan. Do you have that much money?"

Qian Cheng said, "Yes, I've saved enough."

Cui Minggui nodded, took a ticket from the drawer, and handed it to him.

"Take it, go ahead."

Qian Cheng took the ticket and looked at it. It was stamped with a red seal that read "For Bicycles Only" and was dated this year.

He carefully tucked the ticket into his pocket and said, "Boss Cui, I've got this ticket. If you need anything in the future, just let me know."

Cui Minggui laughed: "Okay, that's enough."

After leaving Qingping Hotel, Qian Cheng headed straight for the county department store.

The department store was located on the busiest street in the county town. It was a three-story building with glass windows, much more impressive than the supply and marketing cooperative. Qian Cheng pushed open the door and went inside. There were quite a few people inside, all there to buy things.

He found the bicycle counter, where a row of brand-new bicycles were displayed, gleaming brightly. There were Forever, Flying Pigeon, and Phoenix models. Qian Cheng immediately took a liking to the black Forever bicycle; its frame was sturdy, the handlebars were shiny, and the bell jingled when pressed.

The saleswoman, a woman in her forties, saw him and asked, "Buying a bicycle?"

Qian Cheng nodded and handed over the ticket and money.

"Permanent brand, 127 yuan."

The sales clerk took the ticket and money, looked at them, nodded, and issued a ticket.

"Take this and go to the warehouse to pick up your car."

Qian Cheng took the ticket and found the warehouse. The warehouse was in the backyard. An old man took the ticket, went inside, and brought out a brand-new Forever bicycle.

The handlebars were still wrapped in protective paper, the paint on the frame was intact, and the tire hairs were still there.

The experienced craftsman said, "Check it over and see if there's anything wrong."

Qian Cheng pushed the cart around, rang the bell, and tested the brakes; everything was fine.

"Okay, no problem."

The experienced worker nodded and handed him the invoice.

"Keep the invoice safe; you'll need it for license plate registration later."

Qian Cheng took the invoice and pushed his bicycle out of the department store.

Standing on the street, he touched the gleaming handlebars, feeling incredibly pleased with himself.

This is a bicycle, a Forever brand, it costs 127 yuan.

He got on and gave it a try. He pushed off with his foot, and the bike moved forward steadily.

He rode his bike around the streets of the county town. The wind felt wonderful on his face.

After he had ridden around enough, he rode towards the station. Halfway there, he suddenly remembered that he still needed to buy something for Zhang Mingxi.

He stopped the car and went to a nearby department store, where he bought two pounds of brown sugar, two pounds of pastries, and a piece of floral fabric. The fabric was light blue with small floral prints, perfect for making a garment.

After buying the items, he tied them to the back seat, got on his bike, and headed towards the village.

It's about 60 li (about 30 kilometers) from the county town to the village. It takes two or three hours to walk there, but it's much faster by bicycle.

Qian Cheng got on his bike and sped off.

The wind blew, and the trees along the roadside seemed to rush past. He rode faster and faster, feeling incredibly exhilarated.

After riding for more than an hour, we arrived at the village entrance.

There were people at the village entrance who were stunned to see him riding his bicycle over.

"Hey, isn't that Chengzi?"

"What was he riding? A bicycle?"

"It really is a bicycle, and it's brand new!"

"This kid's struck it rich!"

Qian Cheng rode to the village entrance and stopped.

Several people gathered around, asking questions all at once.

"Chengzi, where did this bicycle come from?"

"Bought it? How much did it cost?"

"It's a little over a hundred yuan, a Forever brand, a nice car!"

Qian Cheng smiled and said, "I just bought it; I rode it back from the county."

Aunt Li came over, touched the handlebars, and exclaimed in amazement.

"Goodness, this is a big deal. You can count the number of people in our village with bicycles on one hand."