The year 1906 ended with the riots in various countries caused by the dreadnoughts, and the ordinary people of all countries were still running for a living.

In the French port city of Le Havre, Blumanque gets up early in the morning to prepare beans and forage for the two horses in the stable. Blumanque was a freight coachman, who used to drive carriages for others to earn money, and later relied on his usual savings and relatives to buy a carriage to earn money for himself. He usually makes a living by transporting goods to the docks, and occasionally helps other merchants deliver goods, and his life is quite good. He also takes good care of the two horses that support his family, so he gets up early every morning to fill the two horses with bean feed and hay before he eats by himself.

Today, after adding feed to the stable, Blumanque saw his wife cooking breakfast and a pair of children playing in the yard, and a sense of satisfaction rose in his heart. Broomanck is quite satisfied with his current life, has his own career and family, can go out for drinks twice a week and chat with his friends, what else is not satisfied.

After Brumanck had eaten his breakfast, he had carefully inspected the carriage and mounted his horse and sailed towards the docks. Brumanke, who was driving the carriage, thought about what his wife had told him in the morning.

His son, Frank, is old enough to go to school, and he needs a lot of money to get into a good school. It seems that he needs to pick up more goods to meet the needs of his family, Blumanke thought secretly in his heart.

As he pondered his thoughts, the roar of a car came from behind him, and he pulled the carriage to the side of the road. Brumenque knew about cars, and now there were dozens of cars in the city, all of which were cars of the rich and capitalists. Jean Victor, the owner of the docks who works on his own, also has a Renault car, which is usually very precious and never lets the workers touch it.

The car drove past Brunenc, who was stunned when he saw the cars of the past, Brunman had seen most of Le Havre's cars, but had never seen such a strange car. The front half is the same as a normal car, and the back is a cargo compartment similar to your own carriage. Blumenke dared to swear that he was absolutely not mistaken, it was a cargo compartment, and what rich man had a special fetish and liked to sit in the cargo compartment? Blumanke slapped out his cranky thoughts, and working to earn money was his concern.

When Brumanck arrives at the docks, he sees the strange car that has caused him to think wildly and is parked in the cargo area. The stevedores gathered in a circle as if they were watching the commotion, and Blumanck stopped the carriage and walked over. Seeing that his friend Wilgard was also in the crowd, Blumanke squeezed into the crowd and patted Wilgard on the shoulder and asked.

"What's going on?"

"This is what Monsieur Jean Victor bought to deliver the goods."

Hearing his friend's words, Blumenque was a little incredulous that such a valuable thing as a car was used to transport goods. Running this strange-looking car doesn't look expensive at all, but it costs hundreds of pounds, and it's incredible that it's delivered on it. At this time, Blumenke heard a conversation coming from the crowd in front of him.

A stevedore named Andrut was talking to the crowd around him. "Today Brockley drove this van, yes, it was called a truck, and I was surprised to come. And he said, 'Did Monsieur Jean Victor change his car?' Blockley replied, 'No, it's for transporting goods.' 'Then it must not be cheap,' said Blockley, 'and it wasn't too expensive, it cost the boss £185.' I was amazed at the time, this car is so cheap that I can buy one, and I don't think the girls will refuse an invitation from a rich man." ”

The crowd was amused by this last witticism. Someone shouted: "Andrut, you can never save enough pounds, you will die of this heart." Obviously, this was a shout from a worker who knew Andreut well, and everyone laughed at Andreut. At this time, the whistle sounded, and the crowd dispersed to start a new day's work.

Hearing the conversation of the workers, Blumanke was secretly anxious, and now he had everything he had earned in his own carriage. If you don't use horse-drawn carriages for transportation in the future, how can your family survive? While working, Blumenke calculated in his heart the efficiency of this strange car to pull goods, and the result was that he did not dare to face it, the load was 1.5 times that of his own, and the speed was 2 times that of his own carriage.

At the end of the day, everyone gathered in front of the truck and talked about it. "He's so fast, he's so loady, and if it weren't for a few pieces of broken glass during transport, it would have been a perfect masterpiece." Driver Blockley commented at the end of the day's delivery, "Hey, Blockley, you're not going to drive this car in the future." A clever worker stepped forward and asked Blockley, "No, the boss mainly wants to see how the car performs." The clever worker stepped forward and whispered to Blockley. How about you recommend me to Monsieur Jean Victor to be a truck driver, and I will invite you to drink. Brockley replied with a slight thought. Please at least three times. "No problem." Another secret deal was struck.

When he returned home in the evening, he returned home with a worried face, and his wife asked what was going on, and he told his wife what had happened during the day. "Then what should I do with Blumanke, if there is no income, this family will not be able to sustain itself." Hearing her husband's wives say worriedly, Blumanke thought for a moment as if she had made up her mind. "Before the news spreads and the price of the carriage has not fallen, I will sell the carriage to Rouen next door, and then mortgage the house to buy a wagon." When his wife heard that she was going to mortgage the house, she cried sadly, and Blumanke stepped forward to comfort her. "Don't worry, I'll make more money with this van and we'll be able to have a better house."

The next day, Blumanke approached the Volkswagen dealership in Le Havre and said, "How do you sell the van?" Brumanck asked the Volkswagen employee at the front desk, and a salesperson stepped up and asked, "Sir, I want to buy a van." ”

"Yes, I don't know how you sell it?" Blumanke asked, knowing it, trying to make sure.

"For £185 a car we can train you for free for a week, mainly learning to drive and repair."

Blumanke thought for a moment and said, "Can I pay the deposit first?" I won't be able to pick up the car in a week. ”

"No problem."

Led by the Volkswagen sales staff, Blumanke signed a pre-order contract. When he returned home, he drove his carriage to Rouen, but fortunately the news had not yet arrived. Blumanck sold his carriage and two pack horses at the market price, and the thought of the horses he had carefully cared for was sold, and Blumanck's heart was also revolting. Returning home to mortgage his house to the bank, Brumenque, who took enough money, returned home a week later in a Volkswagen van. The neighbors were also chattering, and they were all amazed by Blumanck's boldness.