Childhood

"Manager, I really did not expect those two young people to have such sharp eyes."

As soon as Cheng Xu left, the salesman, Wang, began to complain.

"You should have been more careful. The most important thing for us salespeople is not to judge people by their appearances." Luo took a big gulp of herbal tea and continued, "But that pale and thin young man is indeed capable. I think that even many of our car dealers aren't as good as him."

"Is he really that incredible? I definitely couldn't tell. In fact, we could all see the problems he mentioned about the car." The salesman seemed a little unconvinced.

"It's not the same, we're the veterans. He only looked at it for a few minutes. Moreover, you should have more knowledge than him." Luo cupped his hands. "It's mainly because of his observation skills. He's really sharp. I'd even hire him to come to our shop and be a consultant for when we collect cars."

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"Brother Xu is definitely an immortal god. With just three sentences, the boss reduced my price by 30,000 yuan!"

On the way back, Huang Junjie was so excited that he could not stop talking.

"You're still calling me brother?"

"Right, you're my daddy. It's costs 30,000 yuan to have me call you daddy, but I'll call you that until you die."

Cheng Xu shook his head and exasperatedly said, "By the way, leave your car at my place for two days."

"What do you mean two days? Are you looking down on my generosity? I'd leave it with you for two years."

"No, I'm saying that I know a mechanic who can help you fix these small problems."

"The he*ll, you're so good to me. Do you have any feelings for me?"

"Forget it, pretend I didn't say anything."

"No, Brother Xu, I'll treat you to barbecue every day, and if I run out of money, I still have two kidneys."

Cheng Xu finally lost. He did not care about everyone else, but he trusted Huang Junjie's character.

Since elementary school, he was often laughed at and bullied by some children because his grandfather ran a scrapyard.

"Garbage man! Garbage collector!" Children would always come up with a bunch of nicknames for him.

On top of that, as a child, Cheng Xu had sallow skin and was scrawny. He could not beat the others in a fight, nor could he catch up to anyone in a race.

During these times, it was almost always Huang Junjie who stood in front of him, scolding people on his behalf, helping him fight, and sometimes even taking a beating with him.

When Huang Junjie's father found out about the situation, he contacted several unemployed youths that he knew to support the boys. From then on, those days of being bullied were gone forever.

Huang Junjie had been selling all the scrap items from his shop to the Donweist Scrap Recyling Center for many years.

His family owned a small supermarket and a KTV. The amount of scrap produced over a period of time was quite a significant amount.

Other scrapyard owners had tried to increase the price to get their scrap supply, but they were all rejected.

It could be said that his family had helped Cheng Xu a lot over the years, so it was not a big deal to help Huang Junjie look after a car.

The two of them drove the car to the most prosperous street in the small county. After a busy morning, they were starving.

"You can choose anything you like to your heart's content," Huang Junjie said to Cheng Xu as he pointed at the food junction.

"Forget it. I'll just find a random shop. It'll be fine as long as there's air conditioning." As soon as Cheng Xu got out of the car, he hurriedly walked to the shade. "Then let's go to this restaurant!" 

Huang Junjie also thought it was too hot to stand under the sun, so he quickly followed Cheng Xu.

They ordered a plate of twice-cooked beef, a plate of sweet and sour pork tenderloin, a large bowl of seaweed and egg soup, and a plate of smashed cucumber salad. All this was already quite luxurious.

"Boss! And two bottles of coke for us."

Huang Junjie slumped into his chair, still feeling a little hot. 

"Didn't you order soup? Why do you need coke?" Cheng Xu shook his head. "You just have too much money to burn."

"It's not fun to drink soup in summer, but coke is."

"Then tell the boss that you don't want the soup."

"That won't do. You can eat rice with the soup." Huang Junjie patted Cheng Xu's shoulder and continued, "It's not often I get to treat you to a meal. You should take a break. It's not like you eat a lot."

Cheng Xu took a big gulp of the coke that the restaurant owner had served them, tacitly agreeing with Huang Junjie's statement.

Fortunately, the food in this restaurant was good. Of course, Cheng Xu did not use his system to sense it. 'This sort of thing... Sigh, there's no need to find trouble for yourself.'

After the meal, the hot weather made them give up on the shopping trip. After sending Cheng Xu home, the two of them bid their goodbyes.

Cheng Xu had seen so many different kinds of cars today, that when he turned his head and saw the small broken three-wheeled motorcycle in the courtyard, he suddenly thought longingly about what kind of car he should buy in the future.

Within two minutes, Cheng Xu decided that his three-wheeled motorcycle was still better. Those flashy branded cars outside were all bought for the sake of spending money, but only his three-wheeled motorcycle helped him earn money.

Back in his room, Cheng Xu opened his system interface.

[Gold: 14.7g]

[Breakdown]

[Mysterious Shop] (To be unlocked)

Then, he counted his own money. It was 14,582.50 yuan.

"Let me calculate how much the difference would be if I were to buy it with cash," Cheng Xu muttered to himself as he took out a calculator and started calculating...

"D*mn it, I'm still short 15,000 yuan. It's too difficult to make money."

Cheng Xu sighed and began to pace around his room. Suddenly, his eyes noticed a metal box on the table.

When he opened the box, there were about seven or eight old mechanical watches inside. They had all stopped working. Some of them even had cracked windows.

Looking at the watches, Cheng Xu suddenly had a bold idea.

He used his system to separate the dust and dirt from the watches, and then carefully studied the movement.

The core of a mechanical watch was, of course, very complicated. Even if the watch was disassembled and placed in front of an average person, they would not be able to understand the principles of the mechanism.

Naturally, Cheng Xu had also noticed this problem. He took out two more watches and examined the mechanisms one by one, finally finding some similarities.

It was difficult to figure out the function of each gear in a watch, but after noticing the faults, it was much easier to find the abnormal gears.

Obviously, the reason for the failure of the gold-plated watch was that one of the gears inside had come apart and could not be driven to work, which caused the entire watch to stop moving.

Cheng Xu tried to control the gear with his mind and carefully placed it back into the position it had deviated from.

"It has to work!" Cheng Xu muttered to himself and wound the spring a few times on the watch. He looked at the big gold watch—it had started working again—and heaved a long sigh of relief.

Cheng Xu suddenly realized why he always used the Breakdown function for such a frivolous purpose. If he was not using it as a sensor, he would use it for telekinesis.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. It's good that it's useful."

This might have something to do with the environment Cheng Xu grew up in. There was always a lack of supplies at home, and many things had to be used multiple times.

There were stools made from scrap tires, flower pots made from styrofoam boxes, cups made from cans, and so on. They were all very practical.