Back in the 1980s, hiking in the mountains was also a way of life

After Wang An finished speaking, he himself felt uncertain.

The main reason is that Wang An and several second-generation rich kids established this motorcycle factory. It was purely a whim to make some money. At least for the next three to five years, Wang An never thought that the motorcycle factory could replicate many parts.

Unfortunately, things were different then than they would be later. At that time, motorcycles in China were still in their infancy. Apart from Xingfu's outdated technology, there were no other companies in the country that could independently develop motorcycles.

These are all heartbreaking facts!

As for Jialing, they are currently also relying on imported parts, which are then assembled into motorcycles. They don't have their own technology.

Therefore, for the next three to five years, motorcycle factories will essentially be assembly plants, no different from small workshops.

After Wang An finished speaking, Wu Dong said helplessly:
"Shuaizi, your older sister, and I have asked around and hired a few retired senior technicians and engineers from the Bingcheng Machinery Factory and Bicycle Factory. These old guys not only have to be provided with food and lodging, but their salaries are also higher than mine as a regimental commander. I just don't know if they can handle things. Sigh!"

An ordinary county-level head of a village cloth troop is at the same level as the county secretary and the county head. The only difference is that the head of a village cloth troop is called a "regimental commander," while the county secretary and the county head are called "directors."

Furthermore, according to the principle of "D directing the gun," both the head of Wuzhuangbu and the county head must cooperate with the county secretary.

Upon hearing this, Wang An was overjoyed. He knew that at that time, most of the talented people were working in state-owned enterprises, holding secure jobs and would never voluntarily come to small factories.

At that time, college students and people with higher education looked down on private companies and were unwilling to work for individuals.

Therefore, it is quite an achievement that Wu Dong and his team were able to hire retired senior technicians and engineers.

After all, no matter when, a research and development company can always hire as many ordinary workers as it wants, but it will always lack people with real technical skills.

Although Wang An was pleased inside, he said aloud:
"They're quick to copy things. I'd be happy if they could even assemble the parts and make the motorcycle rideable, hahaha."

If he had the complete parts, Wang An would also be able to assemble a motorcycle, mainly because it's really not that difficult.

Although Wang An was indeed capable of assembling, he dared not reveal this skill at all.

The main issue is that Wang An, being a slacker who didn't even graduate from junior high school, would be perfectly normal to say he could assemble bicycles, but to say he could assemble motorcycles would be pure nonsense.

Because I know a little about motorcycles, I can analyze whether different brands and models are good or bad and explain that. But how could they be assembled like that? It's simply inexplicable!
Upon hearing this, Wu Dong frowned and said:

"This should be fine, right? Those old technicians at the machine factory started out tinkering with tricycles. Those little rat taxis on the streets of Harbin were produced by their factory before they retired. I think assembling a two-wheeled motorcycle shouldn't be a big problem."

Upon hearing this, Wang An felt even better. Although those three-wheeled scooters weren't very technologically advanced, they were still motor vehicles that ran on gasoline, so calling them motorcycles wouldn't be wrong.

Therefore, Wang An said with great pleasure:

"That's no problem at all. If you can tinker with a tricycle, you can definitely tinker with a motorcycle. Brother Wu, you guys are really something, managing to invite such a big shot. That's great, really great, hahaha."

After saying that, Wang An couldn't help but burst into laughter.

It would be strange if Wang An wasn't happy, seeing that he was about to make money.

Wang An's laughter, however, left the village head Sun Dafu and the accountant Li Youcai completely bewildered. After saying a few more useless words, Wu Dong finally spoke:
"Okay then. I'll call you when the parts arrive, and then you can come over and take a look."

Wang An replied, "Okay, that's all for now, bye."

After hanging up the phone, accountant Li Youcai asked with some curiosity:
"Xiao An, from what you're saying, you guys are messing around with motorcycles? Motorcycles must be making a lot of money, right?"

Wang An casually remarked:
"Hey, what money am I making? I just get a little something from them. Um, sir, how much is it?"

To be honest, Li Youcai really has no sense of boundaries; he has the nerve to ask such a question.

However, at that time, rural people did not pay much attention to these things. Many people, in order to show off, would reveal how much money they earned before anyone even asked.

While Wang An was on the phone, Li Youcai was already timing himself, so after Wang An asked his question, Li Youcai replied:

It took 11 minutes in total, which is 4 times, so it costs 6 cents.

Making a phone call is not even enough for Wang An, a platoon leader, to earn a day's wages. This shows that although 6 cents may not sound like much, it is definitely not something that an ordinary person can afford.

Of course, people at this time usually make phone calls carefully, trying to keep the conversation short. There are very few people like Wang An who make calls that last for more than ten minutes.

Wang An nodded, paid the money, and exchanged a few more words of nonsense with the two leaders of Kaoshan Village before leaving the village office and leisurely heading home.

As Wang An passed by Niu Dali's yard, he couldn't help but think of the time when he and Lu Yueyue were chatting idly next to Niu Dali.

Sure enough, just thinking about Lu Yueyue's incredibly graceful figure and sweet voice made Wang An's heart immediately burn with desire.

Thinking of this, Wang An glanced at his watch, turned around, and walked towards Shen Wei's house.

What can relieve my worries? Only Shen Wei.

The main reason is that this time of year is when Shen Wei goes home to add hay and water to the donkey, giving Wang An the opportunity to have a very in-depth conversation with her.

Even from a distance, Wang An could see smoke coming from Shen Wei's chimney, which meant that Shen Wei was giving the donkey warm water.

It has to be said that the donkey that Wang Anjia sold to Shen Wei has really had a good life since it came to Shen Wei's house.

Because Wang An's farming has already reached a level of mechanization, and Shen Wei's land is also planted and harvested together with Wang An's land. Most importantly, Shen Wei spends all her time at Wang An's house except when she goes home to sleep, so this donkey basically does no work all year round.

However, although the donkey doesn't work, it's not entirely useless, because it gave birth to a foal last year, so Shen Wei's family now has three donkeys: two big ones and one small one.

When Wang An reached the door of the outer room, he deliberately coughed before pushing the door open. He saw that Shen Wei had already stood up from the stove bench and was about to walk towards the door.

Upon seeing Wang An enter the room, Shen Wei's face immediately lit up with a smile, and she said in a soft, sweet voice:
"Xiao An, you've arrived." (End of Chapter)