For Li Du, assembling a bunch of parts — not even a complete set of parts — into a motorcycle was extremely difficult!
He recalled that the largest object he had ever assembled since he was a child was, well, a computer desk …
But for Hans, Stephen, and even Hannah, assembling a motorcycle with these parts was no different from assembling a computer desk — it was effortless.
Stephen was an expert in this area, so he took the lead.
So Li Du just stood there and watched as a bunch of parts were put together by a few hands. Finally, the prototype of a motorcycle was formed.
After half a day, when it was lunchtime, a motorcycle appeared in front of him. Hans filled the tank with petrol and then twisted the throttle. The motorcycle roared to life.
"That's incredible. That's amazing," Li Du exclaimed in admiration.
Stephen wiped the grease off his hands and smiled. "There's a complete set of parts here. We only added some circuitry, and the rest is already in the box."
Li Du said, "I think it's too difficult. To be honest, I can't even assemble a motorcycle if you take it apart."
Stephen said, "It's actually very simple. If you've been in contact with these things since you were young, then you'll understand that they're not much different from Legos."
His words were domineering, but it was true. Li Du had been in contact with textbooks and workbooks since he was young, while Stephen and Hans had been in contact with machinery and manual work since they were young.
The motorcycle they assembled was not like the one they had picked up last time, which was controlled by an operating system and had all kinds of software installed on it. It was just a very ordinary old motorcycle.
With the experience of assembling the first one, it was easier to assemble the rest.
In the end, they assembled a total of five motorcycles. Most of the parts were used up, leaving only a pile of scrap.
After a busy day, it was time for the lights to shine again. But after the heavy rain, the weather was clear, and they could see the stars twinkling in the night sky.
Hans clapped his hands and said, "We should have thought of this earlier. Why would a pile of rubbish parts and parts be so carefully stored in boxes? This is a disassembled motorcycle. "
Li Du asked, "What's the value of this motorcycle?"
Hans laughed and said, "It depends on the operation. If it was just an ordinary motorcycle, it would probably be around four to five hundred dollars."
In the American car market, ordinary motorcycles and cars were cheap. This kind of second-hand motorcycle was even more so.
Li Du smiled bitterly and said, "It's not even 3,000 dollars in total. Won't we suffer a loss? "
Hans patted his shoulder and said, "I'm talking about selling it normally, but Big Fox won't do that. Don't worry, when I show you magic, the motorcycle's value will at least double!"
Stephen was squatting on the ground, fixing the wires for the last motorcycle. Hearing their conversation, he looked up and said, "Big Fox, it's not just four or five hundred dollars. Each of them can be sold for more than a thousand dollars."
Hans rolled his eyes and said, "Of course, I know, but you have to do it well …"
"There's no need to operate it. Although these motorcycles are second-hand goods, the engine's displacement is big enough. This is a modified off-road motorcycle. Look, 600 cc displacement. It's the king of the road."
Stephen patted the engine of the motorcycle and wiped it carefully with the tarp. It was obvious that he liked the motorcycle very much.
Hans, on the other hand, did not pay attention to the displacement. Stephen was responsible for the assembly of the key parts. He was responsible for minor tasks such as installing the tires, seats, and lights.
Looking at the nameplate on the engine, Hans was happy. "I didn't notice. It's a Kawasaki engine? Very good, the situation is more optimistic than I thought. Then it's not just 1,000 dollars — I can sell it for 2,000! "
Stephen rubbed his hands and said, "We have to test the bike. How about I do it?"
Li Du nodded. They worked together to lift the motorcycles onto the Iron Knight, and then moved them to the suburban road. There were fewer cars and fewer people here. The last time they tested the Harley-Davidson motorcycle, it was also here.
After checking again that there were no problems, Stephen got on one of the bikes. With the roar of the engine, the exhaust released a large amount of smoke, and then the bike was launched.
Li Du was surprised. "That's fast!"
"600 cc displacement. This is a group of bad-tempered bad boys," Hans laughed happily.
The bike made a round and came back. Stephen got off and patted the front of the bike. "No problem, they'll be the bullies on the road!"
Li Du looked at him and said, "You like this guy a lot?"
Stephen shrugged and said, "Anyone who likes motorcycles will like them. Look, how charming they are."
Seeing this, Li Du said to Hans, "Then give this bike to this guy."
Hans leaned on the bike and said, "Whatever you say, bro."
Li Du took out the key and threw it to Stephen. "Alright then, it's yours."
Stephen was an honest man. After receiving the key, he was flattered. "No, no, no, Li, this gift is too expensive. I can't accept it …"
"At most, it's only worth 1,000 dollars. How is this an expensive gift?" Li Du laughed. "You've helped us a lot. I'm giving you this bike not because of its value, but because you like it."
Hans nodded and said, "Take it, kid. Li doesn't like to owe people favors."
Hannah also nodded. Stephen scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Then, this Little Tyrant belongs to me."
"You built the bike yourself, so you know how to handle it. But I still want to remind you that if you want to stay with Hannah until she's 80, don't let it go faster than 200 kilometers per hour."
Stephen said seriously, "Of course, I know how dangerous this thing is."
After testing the other four bikes, there were no problems. Li Du gave one to Hans and said, "We don't have any means of transportation. You can take one."
Hans laughed and said, "How embarrassing is that?"
"It's your flesh and blood, after all," Li Du teased. "So, you can take one with you. We can't sell all of your flesh and blood."
Hans scolded, "Sh * t, what do you mean my flesh and blood?"
Li Du laughed. "Not yours, it's yours and Stephen's flesh and blood."
Stephen didn't care about the teasing. He was cleaning the motorcycle and discussing with Hannah how to renovate and decorate it.
The next day, Stephen and Hannah went to decorate the motorcycle, while Hans took Li Du to the suburbs.
He was riding the newly built motorcycle, which was just big enough to carry one person. The two of them enjoyed the wind on the road.
The motorcycle drove to a small town in the suburbs. There was a large open space in the town, with a rostrum propped up by a wooden frame, iodine tungsten lamps hanging on electric poles, and some cars.
Li Du asked, "What's this for?"
Hans laughed and said, "I'm showing you another industry in Arizona — old goods trading!"
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