Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 136 - 136 133 Business Opening

Chapter 136: Chapter 133 Business Opening Chapter 136: Chapter 133 Business Opening “Little Baldy, can you check why my radio isn’t working anymore?”

Er-Er replied helplessly, “Grandpa Cheng, we only repair computers, not radios.”

Grandpa Cheng’s face fell, “You can’t fix it? I thought you could fix anything that runs on electricity.”

Er-Er was silent for a moment before reaching out, “Well, why don’t you hand it over to me for now, and I’ll let my brother take a look when he comes. Maybe he knows how.”

“That would be great.”

Grandpa Cheng happily handed over the radio, “Then I’ll come back in a couple of days, goodbye Old Liu, I’m going home for dinner.”

After finishing his sentence, he turned to his left, but Er-Er grabbed him, “To go home, turn right, that’s the left.”

Grandpa Cheng let out an “Ah,” cheerfully stood correctly, and then turned right, leaving.

Old Liu watched Grandpa Cheng’s retreating figure and said, “If I’m ever diagnosed with dementia, I’ll buy a bottle of medicine while I’m still lucid, drink it, and end it all.”

Er-Er jumped, “It’s better to live poorly than die well, how can you have such thoughts?”

Old Liu didn’t want to talk about that, instead pointing at the radio to change the subject, “What are you planning to do with this? Xiaojiang might not know how to fix it; the radio is too old. It was given to him by his spouse over forty years ago.”

Er-Er said, “There seems to be a stall in our wholesale accessory market that repairs radios. I’ll take it there tomorrow to see if they can fix it. If they can’t… if they can’t, then there’s nothing I can do.”

Old Liu glanced at him and said nothing more.

A while later, he checked the time and said to Er-Er, “How about stir-frying some lettuce tonight? I soaked some black fungus at noon, should we make a cold dish with it?”

“Sure.”

Er-Er put down what he was working on and said, “Then I’ll go upstairs to cook, you keep an eye on the shop.”

“Go ahead, Xiaojiang will probably be here soon.”

Indeed, not long after Er-Er went upstairs to cook, Jiang Yan arrived, followed by Song Jiawen.

Old Liu got up from his little stool and pointed to a computer on the right shelf, “Hurry up and fix this one; the owner is coming to pick it up at seven. I’m going upstairs to eat.”

“Okay, you go ahead.”

Ever since the repair shop opened, Old Liu, having nothing much to do, would come down to look after the shop, and eventually, he started sharing meals with Er-Er.

Mainly because Er-Er, after spending a summer with Jiang Yan, became decent at cooking and making soup, showing a considerable talent compared to Song Jiawen, especially in the culinary arts.

As for Old Liu, aside from boiling noodles, which was all he did every day, he would either go out to eat or not cook at all; he truly didn’t have the slightest clue about frying anything.

Er-Er couldn’t bear to watch it, so he invited Old Liu to eat with him downstairs.

But the kitchen downstairs was so small and pitiful, lacking windows. Even with an exhaust fan, the whole place would still smell after cooking.

Old Liu took charge, deciding to use his larger kitchen upstairs. They ate there too, which also kept the shop downstairs smoke-free and fresh.

Since Old Liu started eating with Er-Er, his appetite had noticeably improved. In just half a month, he visibly looked healthier and had even gained some weight.

…

The military training would last another week, but many had gotten accustomed to its intensity already.

Take Jiang Yan, for example, who, after completing afternoon military training and having dinner and a shower, would still work for two hours here as usual.

Er-Er was truly capable. Although having the shop in a residential area was a bit inconvenient, Jiang Yan had braced himself for a slow first two months.

But unexpectedly, Er-Er printed two big bags of flyers and distributed them extensively in the nearby residential areas, streets, malls… everywhere.

The content on the flyers was simple yet straightforward:

Professional computer repair/recycling old computers/selling second-hand computers!

Fair prices, honest service!

Phone: ********

Address: Xinyu Residential Area 101!

Due to effective advertising, it wasn’t long before residents from the same and nearby neighborhoods started bringing their computers in. The two rows of wooden shelves he had made were packed full.

Last week, Jiang Yan was busy for a long time before he finished all the work.

Then there were a few acquaintances and friends from school who wanted laptop computers.

First came Tian Xiaohui and Dai Lei, followed by Liang Yujun, and then Zhu Jin and Zhu Zhen’s three dormitory roommates.

Jiang Yan didn’t plan to install the computers for free. After all, he intended to make this his business in the future. There would certainly be no shortage of orders from people he knew, and his cost price wasn’t high. If he reported a low price, people would first suspect the quality.

So he decided to add two thousand yuan to each computer after deducting the cost.

It might not seem like a small addition, but in reality, computers were quite expensive those days. Even the cheapest desktops cost at least five thousand yuan, but he was selling laptops with a two-thousand markup for a total of five thousand yuan.

For those buying the computers, it was quite a bargain.

Song Jiawen was somewhat envious. She planned to spend a couple of days painting after the military training ended. The over five hundred yuan she’d earned before was long gone, and now she was eating into her savings.

Of course, Mu Chenyan and Yu Heng had offered her money several times, but she hadn’t accepted it.

She wasn’t very used to it!

Jiang Yan quickly repaired the computers that had been brought in for service, then started to assemble Liang Yujun’s laptop.

Song Jiawen sat cross-legged on the sofa watching him busy. But as she watched, her head began to nod off.

Recently, with the prone forward crawls, as well as previous basic training and running laps, she was tired every day.

But Song Jiawen, having hurriedly taken a shower and washed her clothes, still came downstairs to be with him, for no other reason than to avoid Yu Heng and his brother.

If those two elder brothers had looked for her once a day or once every two days like their mother, she wouldn’t have felt the need to hide out here.

But both of them came looking every day without fail, and fought every day too. She was close to being annoyed to death by them.

Jiang Yan went to the cabinet to take out a small blanket, and also placed a cushion at one end of the sofa, then patted Song Jiawen, “Lie down and sleep.”

Song Jiawen squinted at him, then lay down on the sofa, as lazy as a little cat.

Jiang Yan covered her with the blanket, watched her close her eyes, and her breath gradually became steady. Only then did he turn around and continue with his work.

….

Furen Hospital.

Yu Zekun carried a thermos into Yu Zexiao’s ward.

“How do you feel today?”

“Big brother, I think the wound hurts a lot. Can you call Xiaofeng for me? See if it has split open?”

Yu Zekun: …

He shouldn’t have asked. Every time he did, there was always something.

It was just an ordinary surgery, and he was acting as if he had suffered a great deal.

He replied perfunctorily, “Alright, I’ll go find him in a bit. You just drink the chicken soup first. Auntie stewed black-bone chicken soup all afternoon for you.”

As soon as the lid was opened, a fragrant aroma instantly filled the entire ward.

Yu Zexiao’s nose twitched, but honestly, having hardly eaten anything all day, he did actually feel a bit hungry now.

Yu Zekun helped raise his bed while grumbling, “Look at you, having surgery and neither your wife nor your daughter is here to see you. When you get old, what will you do?”

Yu Zexiao glanced at him. He thought to himself that you’re not much better. Your wife is about to divorce you.

But he said out loud, “Don’t I still have you, big brother? Hey, can you stop nagging and just go call Xiaofeng? I haven’t seen him all afternoon. Is he really that busy?”