"Brother Guang, repair two machines." After hearing Cheng Xiaoyu's words, Brother Guang stood up and gave up his position to him. A glint flashed in his eyes. The machine in Cheng Xiaoyu's hand was also a scrapped machine he had seen before. This boy is now
Technology is booming.
After sitting down, Cheng Xiaoyu said to Sister Mei: "The N85 has an amplifier, a power chip, and a micro-plug; find me an original factory connection for this rag; and this TCL one, lend me a scrap TCL board."
That kind of confidence made everyone around him stunned. When did the lazy guy become diligent and no longer confident?
"What are you thinking about? Go get it from Daewoo. This guy has figured it out. If we still have machines in the future, we may have to ask Daewoo to help repair it?" Don't look at Brother Guang, who is usually only responsible for repairs and not doing anything else, but this Huanyu mobile phone store is really
The person speaking was not the usually chirping Sister Mei, but Brother Guang, who was said to have squatted on the fence when he was young and had some social friends.
"Oh, okay, let's go." Sister Mei immediately rummaged through these things in the accessories pile. If she didn't have any, she ran to the accessories store in the lobby to buy them. As for the scrapped TCL boards, Brother Guang had more than one here, and they were all piled up.
In the box in the corner, he hooked it out with his foot to signal Cheng Xiaoyu to pick whatever he wanted, then he lit a cigarette and watched Cheng Xiaoyu fix the phone.
Fifteen minutes later, Brother Guang's eyes changed. He was holding the old-fashioned machine that needed to be connected in his hand. He had also repaired this phone. It seemed that the problem was related to the connection. He had replaced several of them, including the display screen.
It doesn’t work. The current sub-factory parts have completely replaced the original parts. It’s impossible that the sub-factory doesn’t work. Could it be the triode that Cheng Xiaoyu removed just now?
An hour later, all three phones were turned on and music started playing. Brother Guang slapped his thigh and said with a smile: "Daewoo is really enlightened now. If you can't sell the phone, Brother Guang, I want all of them."
"Of course." Cheng Xiaoyu wiped the sweat from his forehead. Fat people are afraid of heat. In addition, the air circulation in the hall is not good and the heat is very hot. His body is already soaked. However, compared with the sense of accomplishment of repairing the phone, this hot and irritating feeling is nothing.
disappeared, but what really excited him to take out the cigarette and light it was the change in the index finger of his left hand. The mist-like energy that only he could see reappeared in the index finger, and with the help of his left hand, it repaired itself instead of relying on it.
A burst of energy will be generated and stored in the index finger. If you want the magical left hand to help repair it, you must first consume it, and then extract the energy from the body. As for how to divide this energy, the consumption ratio and other detailed issues, Cheng Xiaoyu has no idea at the moment.
Thinking about it carefully, because he had another two thousand yuan in income, and before the day passed, he had already earned more than two thousand yuan after the cost. This made him excitedly take a big gulp of cigarette, with a smile on his face enjoying the success.
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"Smelly boy, that's it. If Brother Guang has any trouble with the phone in the future, don't hold it for me." Brother Guang patted Cheng Xiaoyu, and the smile on his face became thicker and more sincere. Second-hand mobile phone market
Who is the most popular person in the store? One is the clerk who can sell goods, the other is the seamstress who can get good machines and has sufficient supply, and the other is the repairman who can repair difficult machines. In the past, Cheng Xiaoyu was in Huanyu
The transaction volume is only a few yuan or a thousand yuan per month. Brother Guang and Sister Mei are just as polite to him as many owners of small stores on the edge of the city. The previous machines may have been borrowed from others.
, but these three units are real on-site repairs. Although Cheng Xiaoyu's fat hands are still a bit unfamiliar during the repair process, especially the level of chip transplantation is still a bit behind, the key is that this kid can accurately determine the fault and boldly repair it.
It was really effective, which made Brother Guang admire him with admiration.
"Brother Guang, what are you talking about? Why are you being polite to me?" Cheng Xiaoyu accepted the VIP treatment he had enjoyed for the first time - the paper cup handed over by Sister Mei, drank up the mineral water in it, and was about to leave.
There are two other phone calls, both of which are similar to broken board wires or problems that cannot be repaired manually. Cheng Xiaoyu did not try to use magical repair methods. What he was thinking at the moment was that the energy should not be used easily. If he accumulates it, it may be of great use.
, I also want to see if the energy will mutate when it accumulates to a certain extent. Having already earned more than two thousand yuan, Cheng Xiaoyu is very satisfied. The excitement in his heart cannot be digested in a short time. He now needs time to gradually digest what happened to him.
miraculous transformation.
"I have a few phones here. Several people have repaired them. Take them and have a look. If you can, fix them. Let me tell you. Anhua's repairmen can't fix these. They cost two hundred yuan each.
Taiwan, this is a high price, now ordinary new brand-name machines only cost a few hundred yuan." Brother Guang opened the drawer and took out a mobile phone packaging box. After opening it, there was a row of phones on the side. There were all types of phones. Cheng Xiaoyu took a look at it.
None of these phones cost less than a thousand yuan. Taking into account the difference between the recycling price and the price after repair, the repair fee of 200 yuan is really not low.
"Okay, then I'll take it back and have a look. I can't guarantee that it can all be repaired. Also, Brother Guang, I'm buying some accessories today, and suddenly I feel that repairing phones is actually quite interesting." Among colleagues, they also knew that Cheng Xiaoyu's store was open.
Over there, these dozen telephones were worth several thousand yuan if repaired. If they were not repaired, they would be worthless. It was normal for Cheng Xiaoyu to take them away at will.
Next, Brother Guang was even more sure that Cheng Xiaoyu had unprecedented maintenance skills. He purchased large quantities of parts. At the purchase price of the parts, five hundred yuan was enough to buy a large box of large, medium and small parts. He did not understand that Cheng Xiaoyu
Why did he suddenly become so powerful? Is there an expert behind it or...
Subconsciously, Brother Guang positioned this expert on the master Cheng Xiaoyu in Meicheng had mentioned. Maybe it was someone who remotely informed Cheng Xiaoyu how to repair these phones. He could see the faults accurately and dare to take action. The fault was in the repair process.
The technique, this was in line with his conjecture, Brother Guang took it for granted. Watching Cheng Xiaoyu leave with his bag on his back, he had a vague idea in his heart.
"Put a big ticket of three thousand yuan into my waist... We ordinary people are so happy today... Let's go if we say we want to go..." After leaving Anhua, he saw that it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. Cheng Xiaoyu was not in a hurry.
Going back to the store, he hummed a hodgepodge chorus all the way, maybe only he could understand what it meant.
Three thousand three hundred yuan, excluding the five hundred yuan spent on accessories. Although the two thousand yuan in his pocket has costs, it is enough to make Cheng Xiaoyu want to spend some money. This is not a question of more money or less, but that he knows that he
Already possessing the ability to continue to make money, there will certainly be no shortage of situations like today's in the future.
"Five big skewers."
"Hey, two sausages."
"one cup of Coke."
This is the way Cheng Xiaoyu can think of consumption now. Eating snacks in an alley near Anhua and throwing away more than thirty yuan would have been a bit painful in the past, but the price of a day's food and rice also needs to be paid for cigarettes.
, now... Drinking iced Coke, eating Xinjiang meat skewers, grilled sausages, and fried vegetables, the exposure to the scorching sun seems to be unable to eliminate the happiness in Cheng Xiaoyu's heart at this moment. The happiness of little people is always easily satisfied. (To be completed.)