The Eighties: From Rags to Riches 8: License in Hand, Stall to Store (1)
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After Master Qian and the two thugs fled like frightened dogs, a wave of even more enthusiastic cheers and discussions erupted in front of Jiang Tao's stall. 0
"Master Xiao Jiang, amazing!" 0
"I was so scared just now! I didn’t expect you not only to have great skills but also such courage!" 0
"That Master Qian is truly despicable; he deserved that treatment!" 0
"Serves him right! Spending fifty bucks to buy a mute loss—let's see if they dare to cause trouble again!" 0
Jiang Tao repeatedly cupped his hands in gratitude to the enthusiastic neighbors around him. "Thank you all for your support! Thank you for being witnesses! There's nothing more to see, everyone can disperse now, don’t let it delay your shopping." 0
Though he spoke cheerfully, he felt a wave of weakness inside. Just now, in order to fix that broken radio, his mental power had nearly been exhausted. His head buzzed, the surroundings seemed to shimmer with double vision, and his legs felt a bit wobbly. He forced himself not to sit down immediately, afraid of revealing his weakness. 0
As the crowd gradually dispersed, their gazes towards him were filled with admiration and respect. Today’s display had not only established the reputation of "Miao Shou Jiang" but also laid the groundwork for his authority in this market—these days, having skills alone isn’t enough; people need to know that you’re not someone to mess with. 0
Lin Wei was the last to leave with her two colleagues. Before departing, she cast a deep glance at Jiang Tao, her expression complex—surprise, admiration, and perhaps a hint of… concern? She didn’t say much else, only leaving him with a reminder: "Alright then, be careful in the future and don’t always stir up trouble." Then she continued her patrol with her team. 0
Watching her retreating figure, Jiang Tao mused, "This girl… doesn’t seem so unfriendly after all." 0
Once everyone had left, Jiang Tao finally felt the tension in his nerves ease. He plopped down on a small stool and let out a long sigh. He touched the heavy fifty bucks in his pocket and couldn’t help but smile wryly. 0
"Damn it, earning this fifty bucks wasn’t easy; I almost lost my capital! It seems this ability has its limits; I can't just waste it. But… seeing Master Qian’s defeated look is so satisfying!" 0
He knew that although this time was risky, the rewards were immense. Not only had he completely resolved Master Qian and his crew's harassment, but he had also unexpectedly earned a significant amount of money. More importantly, he had firmly established himself in the market and gained respect. 0
In the following two days, Jiang Tao’s business boomed beyond belief. The impact of the previous incident was so great that the reputation of "Miao Shou Jiang," who could fix all sorts of troublesome items—even those deliberately broken—spread like wildfire. Every day as soon as he set up his stall, a long queue formed automatically in front of him. The items brought to him were varied—from common radios, fans, watches, bicycles to sewing machines, flashlights, and even faulty electric stoves and leaking metal thermoses… 0
Jiang Tao was busier than ever; fortunately, most issues were minor problems or parts he happened to find at the Scrap Station. He handled them skillfully and efficiently. Of course, when faced with critical parts he lacked or tasks beyond his current abilities, he would honestly inform customers without misleading them. His integrity and professionalism further won him customer trust. 0
That morning, after fixing an elderly lady's sewing machine that had been acting up, Jiang Tao was about to take a breather when he saw Lin Wei walking towards his stall alone. Today Lin Wei wasn’t in uniform; she wore a light blue shirt and dark pants that softened her usual stern demeanor and added a touch of elegance. 0
"Comrade Lin, not busy today?" Jiang Tao greeted her with a smile. 0
Lin Wei seemed to carry a hint of a smile as well; she looked less tense than before: "I’m off duty today. Here’s your Individual Business Owner license; it’s been approved. Let’s go to the office so you can pick it up and complete some paperwork." 0
"Really? That’s fantastic!" Jiang Tao exclaimed joyfully; this license was truly timely! He quickly apologized to the customers waiting in line: "Everyone, I’ll be back shortly!" Then he hurriedly tidied up before following Lin Wei towards the Management Office in the market. 0
On the way there, Lin Wei casually asked, "So… those guys didn’t come looking for trouble again?" 0
"Nope; they’re probably intimidated by your authority," Jiang Tao joked half-seriously. 0
Lin Wei’s face flushed slightly as she shot him an annoyed glance: "Stop joking around! I’m just doing my job properly. You need to be careful too; I don’t think that Master Qian is a good person—who knows what bad intentions he might have." 0
"Yeah, I know; thanks for the reminder," Jiang Tao felt warmth in his heart; it seemed this girl genuinely cared about him. 0
 
 
 
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