Disassembling System: Begin With Scrapyard Alchemy

"Brother Xu, don't, your hair is messed up, and your freshly permed head was straightened by you."

He twisted his body to hide from Cheng Xu's big hand, while both hands were still operating.

Cheng Xu didn't stop until he saw that Huang Junjie's head had completely turned into a chicken coop, and remembered the business.

"What, the car is basically repaired for you, but a few parts are too worn out. My friend said that you should go to the 4S shop to replace the original parts."

"Hey, Brother Xu, I'm so moved, how can I repay you?"

"You don't need to repay me, give me a knife, I'll stab you to death."

When Huang Junjie finished the game, he was ready to get up and leave.

"I'm going back first, you can play with yours, you don't need to send me."

"Don't, Brother Xu, it's important to have you in the game."

Huang Junjie followed with a smile on his face, and sent Cheng Xu to the side of the road all the way.

In the evening, when Huang Junjie's family was eating, his father Huang Zhigang remembered the car in the yard and asked:

"Last time you said you gave the car to Cheng Xu and asked him to fix it for you?"

Huang Junjie sandwiched a piece of spareribs and said while nibbling:

"Yes, he sent it to me this afternoon."

"Then did you give them money?"

Huang Junjie suddenly stopped chewing in his mouth and patted his head, thinking how could he forget about it?

This may also be because they often play together, and they have never figured it out very clearly.

As soon as Huang Zhigang saw his appearance, he knew that he must not have given the money, and said angrily:

"You usually help each other, and it's normal not to talk about money, but this car repair is not a small amount of money, you can't just be so vague."

"Dad, I know, I just forgot all of a sudden."

He has also seen the second-hand car that his son bought. There are indeed a lot of problems, and it will be at least a few thousand big if it is repaired.

"Son, you don't know what's going on at Cheng Xu's house now. I'll give you the money in a while, and you'll send it to him."

Zhang Ying, who had been listening and said nothing, also spoke up.

Hearing this, Huang Junjie blamed himself even more. He was only thinking about playing games, and he didn't think about it at all.

In fact, Cheng Xu's life experience is known to the residents who live nearby.

There are only so many people in a village, and it is impossible to have one more person without being known by everyone.

In fact, after knowing that Cheng Xu was adopted, the elders love him even more. If any child dares to bully him, he will definitely be beaten when he goes back.

Since elementary school, Huang Junjie and Cheng Xu have been good friends, and his parents have always asked him to treat Cheng Xu as his own younger brother.

Cheng Xu also lived up to everyone's expectations of him. From childhood to high school, he was among the top students in his class, and he never participated in fights, truancy, or games.

As a child he loved to unearth treasures in the yard where junk was piled up.

Sometimes he finds some old toys, and he likes to play without the old bearings and gears of the toys.

Of course, what he looks forward to the most is the old books that he has taken back, most of them are magazines such as "Story Club", "Zhiyin", "Yi Lin", "Looking at the World", and occasionally some famous books, in his eyes These are more interesting than those old toys.

A lot of reading and dealing with people around with his grandfather also made Cheng Xu's thinking more mature than his peers.

After graduating from junior high school, Cheng Xu was admitted to a key high school, his body also developed, and he finally became a child of someone else's family.

"Can you learn from Cheng Xu?" has become a mantra of many parents and an example of educating children.

Maybe it's because of this sentence, maybe it's because he likes being alone, maybe it's because he lives in a junkyard. In short, Cheng Xu doesn't have many friends, the most iron one is Huang Junjie.

"You kid, when you were a child, you had a conflict with others in the game hall and were blocked by others, or Cheng Xu ran a dozen miles and came to our house to tell us, do you still remember?"

Speaking of Cheng Xu, Huang Zhigang talked about Huang Junjie's disobedient experience when he was a child.

Huang Junjie certainly remembered that although he was not beaten by the gangsters that time, he was beaten by his parents in mixed doubles when he returned home.

"When you were in junior high school, people came to help you with your homework every day after school, and you didn't give me more points in the test."

Hearing that his mother was talking about himself, Huang Junjie couldn't help covering his face. He didn't know the importance of learning at that time.

After dinner, Huang Junjie took the 10,000 yuan that his father gave him and went to the "Dafa Waste Recycling Station".

"Eh? Why are you free today?"

Cheng Xu opened the door and saw Huang Junjie coming over, he couldn't help joking.

"Brother Xu, didn't you help me fix the car? I forgot to give you the money, so I'm here to find you."

Huang Junjie, who had just finished educating him, was rarely speechless at this moment.

"You came here just for this? Didn't I say it all? It's just a few friends and not much money."

Cheng Xu smiled and waved his hand, signaling him not to care too much.

Huang Junjie was a little anxious, and said quickly:

"That won't work. How can you help me? You still give me money. It's 10,000 yuan. You can take it."

Seeing that he took out so much money, Cheng Xu stepped back again and again.

He originally helped Huang Junjie to repair the car, and he didn't have much effort, so he wouldn't let him spend this unjust money.

"If you don't accept the money today, I won't leave."

Seeing that Cheng Xu always refused, he also acted as a rogue.

"Okay, my bed is quite big enough for the two of us to sleep. Come and follow me into the room."

Cheng Xu smiled and was about to pull Huang Junjie in.

The two of you came and went for a few rounds, and no one could convince the other. Under Huang Junjie's constant questioning, Cheng Xu had to make up 800 yuan.

"That friend of mine charged me 800 yuan. It's really not much. If you're really sorry, just give me 800 yuan."

"You're a liar, eight hundred yuan is enough for something, I don't believe it."

"It's all said to be friends. Do you understand the price of friendship?"

"That doesn't work either, then you still owe someone a favor."

After arguing for a long time, the two were not quite sure how much it would cost to repair a car.

In the end, Huang Junjie threw a thousand dollars in the yard and ran away.

Although Cheng Xu also needs money very much, he really doesn't want to take his money, it feels like he is working as a middleman to make the difference.

But there was no way, Cheng Xu could only pick up the money and make another plan next time.

The next day, Cheng Xu found a box, filled it with 40g of gold, and rode on a three-wheeled motorcycle, intending to go to Boss Wang for delivery.

It would have been safer to go in another day, but seeing that 100g was just around the corner, Cheng Xu was too lazy to care about the details.

"Pengcheng Metal Trading Co., Ltd., it seems that this is it."

Looking at the sign on the door, Cheng Xu called Boss Wang.