Chapter 375 Anything that can be solved with money is not a problem!
After Hai Qingyuan spoke, Yuan Qingjue's eyes suddenly turned red.
And Liu Qingyun nodded and smiled:
"Come and meet the new hall master!"
Hai Qingyuan paused, looked at Chen Yuan, walked to him and bowed slightly:
"Meet the new hall master!"
Chen Yuan nodded and said:
"Hai Qingyuan, Lu Liang should have told you the purpose of our coming!"
Hai Qingyuan nodded slightly and said without any expression on his face:
"Master, with all due respect, the old church master is dead, and the Holy Medical Church is no longer the original Holy Medical Church!
I... don’t want to leave with you!”
"Third brother, what nonsense are you talking about again?"
Yuan Qingjue stood up directly and said:
"Now that we have a new Hall Master, why are you still dwelling on the past! Even someone as afraid of death as me has come back without hesitation!"
"Look at you now, you are neither a human nor a ghost. You are teaching dignifiedly and working as a shoe repairman, and you won't make people laugh when you say it!"
After hearing this, Hai Qingyuan finally had an expression and smiled slightly:
"Second brother, what's wrong with the shoe repair!"
"Our medical skills are to save lives and heal the wounded, and repairing shoes is also to help others! We have to walk a lot in our lives. How can we do it without a pair of suitable shoes?"
"And the shoes are just like the current Holy Medical Church. After repairing, even if it is still the same shoe, it may not fit!"
Chen Yuan snorted coldly when he heard this:
"But in this life, there is more than just one pair of shoes, and there are no shoes that are born to fit your feet!"
"It's all about wearing it on your feet, walking step by step, and getting used to it!"
"Hai Yuanqing, the Holy Medical Church is currently undergoing a difficult period of reorganization. Don't you want the glory of the Holy Medical Church to return again?"
Hai Yuanqing shook his head and said softly:
"Of course I want the Holy Medical Church to return to its peak, but if Fangtang dies, is there any hope for the Holy Medical Church?"
Chen Yuan suddenly smiled and said:
"I understand, you are a person like you. Can't you just say what you want? You have to make a big circle about shoes and feet!"
"Just say it directly if you don't accept me as my new hall master!"
Hai Qingyuan smiled and said:
"Don't dare, Hall Master, you are worrying too much!"
"Okay, don't try to fix it. If you are not convinced, we can compare! It will make you convinced!" Chen Yuan said disdainfully.
"Since the hall master wants to compete, I am happy to accompany you! If the hall master wins, I will voluntarily go with the hall master! If you lose..."
"I voluntarily give up my position as the church leader. From now on, the affairs of the Holy Medical Hall have nothing to do with me!" Chen Xin said.
"Okay, to what?" Hai Qingyuan said unhurriedly.
"You are definitely no match for me in a fight. Whatever you are good at, I will compete with you! That way I can convince you!" Chen Yuan said with a smile.
Yuan Qingjue heard this and quickly dissuaded him:
"Master, you have to think twice! What he is best at is the old church leader's bullet pin, no one can match it!"
Liu Qingyun on the side twitched the corner of his mouth. Last time he and Chen Yuan competed with Chen Yuan and lost. If Hai Qingyuan really competed with Chen Yuan, it would be like moths rushing to the flame!
But Hai Qingyuan's words surprised everyone.
"Master, now I am a shoe repairman, and I will compete with you in repairing shoes!"
"Okay, I promise you!" Chen Yuan smiled.
"Master, this is inappropriate!" Liu Qingyun said awkwardly.
Lu Liang and Yuan Qingjue were also confused. They thought they would compete in medical skills, but they didn't expect...
"What kind of comparison?" Chen Yuan asked.
"There are still twenty shoes in my stall that have not been repaired, ten shoes each. Whoever finishes them first wins!"
After Hai Qingyuan finished speaking, Chen Yuan nodded in agreement, and then everyone followed Hai Qingyuan to the stall on the roadside of Long Street.
Rather than saying it was a stall, it was actually not formal at all. It was just a tricycle with a wooden sign saying "Shoe Repair" standing next to it.
In the back compartment of the tricycle, there were more than 20 miscellaneous shoes, all of which were single ones and could not make up a pair.
And every shoe has various minor problems, including the heel falling off, the glue opening, and even the sole being broken!
Yuan Qingjue glanced at it, frowned and said with disgust:
"These shoes are so worn out, do they still need to be repaired?"
Hai Qingyuan smiled and said:
“The shoes here range from dozens to hundreds of dollars!
Many people don’t necessarily continue to wear their shoes after they have been repaired, but they still come back to repair them because they all know that the last pair of shoes is more suitable for them!”
Chen Yuan heard what he meant and responded with a smile:
"Today I want you to know that there is a time when new shoes fit!"
Then Chen Yuan and the two squatted in front of the repair tools, and Hai Qingyuan first showed Chen Yuan how to operate them.
After Chen Yuan learned the repair process, he smiled at Hai Qingyuan and said:
"let's start!"
Hai Qingyuan responded, and then began his skillful operation.
I saw Hai Qingyuan take a high-heeled shoe that had lost its heel. He did it very quickly and repaired the heel in three strokes, five divided by two.
Then he repaired one piece after another as if there was no one else around, as if he had been immersed in his own world.
The three of them, Li Gangrong and others, looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, not knowing what to do.
Chen Yuan, on the other hand, is different from Hai Qingyuan and seems to be extraordinarily different.
I saw that Chen Yuan did not repair it like Hai Qingyuan, but instead used scissors to cut the ten shoes one by one!
In less than three minutes, the shoes in Chen Yuan's hands were already in a mess.
After Hai Qingyuan finished repairing it, he turned to look at Chen Yuan. He was initially calm, but when he saw those messy shoes, he became furious.
"Master! What are you doing! Even if you don't know how to repair, don't destroy it!"
"How do you want me to explain this to my customers?"
Hai Qingyuan said anxiously.
Before Chen Yuan could speak, a middle-aged woman in her forties came over.
The middle-aged woman looked at Hai Qingyuan and smiled:
"Master Lu, I came to pick up the shoes. Have they been repaired?"
Hai Qingyuan looked embarrassed, because this woman's shoes were cut to pieces by Chen Yuan just a minute ago.
Seeing that Hai Qingyuan remained silent, the woman turned around and saw that her shoes were right in front of Chen Yuan.
"Master Lu, what's going on?" the woman asked displeasedly.
"this..."
Hai Qingyuan was at a loss, while Chen Yuan smiled at the woman and said:
"Sister, how much did you pay for these shoes?"
"More than three hundred yuan!" the woman sighed.
Chen Yuan directly took out a thousand yuan, handed it to the woman and asked:
"Is it enough?"
The woman took the money and looked confused, but Chen Yuan took out another thousand and put it in the woman's hand and asked:
"Is it enough"
"Enough is enough!"
The woman immediately beamed, took the money and left happily.
Chen Yuan patted Hai Qingyuan on the shoulder and said with a smile:
"Hai Qingyuan, do you think I won?"
Hai Qingyuan frowned and said nothing, thinking secretly in his heart.
Chen Yuan continued to laugh and said:
"In this life, time is limited. If the old is not gone, the new will not come! Why waste time on meaningless things!"
"It took you ten minutes to repair ten shoes, but it only took me three minutes to repair the shoes and make the customer smile!"
Yuan Qingjue on the side said thoughtfully:
"I understand. What the hall master means is, don't waste time and do meaningless things. People must know how to be flexible!"
"wrong!"
Chen Yuan retorted with a smile:
"I want you to know that anything that can be solved with money is no problem. If money can't solve it, it only means that we haven't given enough!"