The all-round housekeeper is a stick

Chapter 201 I Don’t Want to Waste Time

Lin Mumu spent more than a month collecting more than a dozen city photo albums and came to City S, which she had originally planned to visit.

After arriving, Lin Mumu asked about the school and the house, and often took snacks to the big tree to listen to some grandmas chatting.

She is now 11 years old. Even if Lin Mumu is rich and willing to spend money, it would be difficult for her to find a school that would accept her on her own.

Otherwise, let her start from the first grade.

She didn't want to waste time like this.

After asking around for a few days, Lin Mumu found a scrap yard and an old man who looked like he was spending his time at the scrap yard.

I bought a lot of old car parts from him, and asked the old man to lend me space for one dollar. Then I squatted beside him with some simple tools and started assembling the bicycle.

At the beginning, the old man sitting on the recliner didn't pay much attention to Lin Mumu.

But Lin Mumu assembled a bicycle in less than an hour, which really surprised the old man Xi Yong who had taken a nap.

Seeing that Lin Mumu had no intention of stopping, Xi Yong stood up and walked to Lin Mumu's side to watch.

Xi Yong was a little surprised when he saw Lin Mumu's skillful disassembly and installation.

If a boy had this skill, he might not look at him with such high regard.

But this is a girl, a teenager, and she doesn't even look over 15 years old.

Xi Yong was surprised to see such sophisticated disassembly and assembly skills.

Seeing that the new bicycle was assembled, Xi Yong was about to ask her how she planned to ride the two bicycles, but unexpectedly the little girl saw him first.

"Uncle, if I leave and come back later, do I still need to pay?" Lin Mumu was talking about the venue rental fee.

Xi Yong was surprised: "You still want to come?"

Xi Yong pointed at the old cars she had bought. They had almost been dismantled. The remaining ones were probably not enough for another car.

Lin Mumu nodded: "I also want to add another tricycle to use for setting up a stall."

There are many people setting up stalls to do small business now, and many people come here to buy other people's discarded cars and assemble them.

When Xi Yong heard Lin Mumu say that she also wanted to assemble one, he pointed to another room next to it.

"The tricycles and carts are all in that room, but the ones that can be used have all been taken away, and the rest are unusable. Girl, who did you learn this skill of assembling tricycles from?"

Xi Yong is a retired master craftsman from a machinery factory. He has taught so many apprentices and seen so many disciples grow up. Among the teenagers, only Jing Hong has such skilled techniques.

However, Jing Hong watched his father learn since he was young, and was influenced by him. He also used his vacation time to study for several years before he reached a similar level.

So while Xi Yong was surprised at Lin Mumu's good craftsmanship, he was also curious about who her master was.

"I'm self-taught, sir. So you want to buy a bicycle? I'll sell you two for 150 yuan."

Before Xi Yong could even investigate whether Lin Mumu's claim of self-study was true or not, he heard her trying to sell him the car. He was a bit amused.

"You buy all that stuff and the $1 this place gives you, and it's less than $20. You sit here for two hours tinkering with it, and then sell it to me for $150. Do I look stupid?"

"Not really. The price of selling junk and selling a bicycle is naturally different. Craftsmanship is what's valuable. Don't you want it, sir?"

Xi Yong neither shook his head nor nodded. He was more curious about who her master was.

"First, tell me which great master you learned from, and then I'll consider whether to buy your bicycle."

To express his sincerity, Xi Yong tempted me by saying, "If you're willing to introduce me to your master, I can consider buying not only these two cars, but also any cars you assemble in the future..."

Xi Yong was still worried that Lin Mumu might misunderstand him and think he had some ulterior motive, so he tried to comfort her: "I'm just curious about who taught you to be so outstanding, and I want to meet you. I have no other intentions..."

Before Xi Yong could finish his words, he saw the little girl take out two large bags from the bag she was carrying.

One bag held the remaining parts, and another held the tools. Then they were tied to a bicycle.

She got on another bicycle and lifted it up with one hand.

"Uncle, I'm going to sell my bicycle somewhere. I'll come back when I'm done. Do you want to take a break for lunch?"

Lin Mumu didn't answer the driver's question, nor did he want to bargain with him. He just wanted to go out and sell the bicycle first.

This old man was just as she expected. He was not just an ordinary old man who looked after the scrap yard.