Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

　　 "Xiao Jun! In the afternoon, these little brothers each give two cents to buy something to eat, and then it will be paid out of mine. Your brother will not need money for reading in the future."

　　 Wanfeng's decision aroused the cheers of the children.

　　 Liang Wan’s carriage came very quickly, Wan Feng and the others waited for about ten minutes. Liang Wan drove the carriage and Luan Feng sat in the carriage.

　　Wan Feng waved goodbye to Xiao Jun after several people put the sewing machine on the carriage.

　　 "Is this the sewing machine you bought?" Liang Wan asked as he wrapped the sewing machine with a rope.

　　 "What did I buy that thing for? I don't know how to use it. Luan Feng bought it and her master contacted her."

After Xiao Jun and his group of people left, Liang Wan drove the carriage back to Luan Feng’s house and took the sewing machine back to Luan Feng’s house. He and Wan Feng carried the machine into Luan Feng’s room and put it in Luan Feng’s choice. Location.

　　 With her own machine, Luan Feng’s hair is very excited and has no wind, her face is ruddy and her eyes are full of autumn water. If her mother is not there, she will definitely treat Wanfeng’s face as a watermelon.

　　 At that time, there was a sewing machine at home in the countryside, but it was always a shameful thing. Not to mention the brilliance, the toilets probably had to glow.

　　 Luan Feng pads the four legs of the sewing machine until he is sure that the machine is not shaking at all, and turns on the machine for a real operation.

　　 "How is it, is it all right?"

　　 "Very good, thank you..." Luan Feng swallowed another Xie character when he saw Wan Feng's eyes.

　　 This **** is the most annoyed by the word thank you. When I hear the word thank you, I get a black face and I don't know what's wrong with it.

　　 "Next, you will try to make clothes to take care of the work. It doesn't matter if you have no work. Now it is the off-season to make clothes. When you are busy in winter, wait for me to get some cloth tickets and pull some cloth for you to practice."

Just said this, the radio box on the wall suddenly creaked: "Jianwei Brigade Broadcasting Station, Jiangwei Brigade Broadcasting Station, now broadcast notifications, now broadcast notifications, the brick kiln of the Wahou team is out of the kiln today, useful Comrades and comrades who used bricks and tiles went to see them. When the brigade bought bricks and tiles, they promised to deliver them home without money. If you want them, you can go and see."

　　 Fuck! Today is the day of leaving the kiln, how did I forget.

　　 He is the technical instructor of the kiln, and he cannot do without him at this time.

　　Exporting a kiln is different from loading a kiln. There is no temperature limit for loading a kiln. However, when leaving the kiln, not only the temperature in the kiln is suffocating, but the bricks are like burning charcoal.

　　 "Luan Feng, I have to go to the brick kiln as soon as I leave the kiln today and leave."

　　 Wanfeng rushed to the brick and tile factory as quickly as possible.

　　 Brick and tile factory is no different on weekdays, there is neither firecrackers, nor gongs and drums.

　　 Brick kiln ceased fire a few days ago, and the closed doors of the kiln were all opened, in order to let the wind dissipate the high temperature in the kiln.

The members behind the wa are all gathered in the shade of the cement tile factory, as if waiting to watch a play.

　　 Wanfeng looked at the unobstructed sunlight in the sky, frowned, went to a kiln door, stuck his head in it, and walked out.

　　 The temperature in the brick kiln is at least 30 or 40 degrees.

　　 At noon when the sun is scorching the earth and the temperature in the brick kiln is the same, leaving the kiln is dangerous to the kiln workers.

The work of leaving the kiln is not something anyone can do. Although the brick kiln is extinguished for a few days and the air is ventilated, the temperature inside is still around forty degrees or even higher, and the temperature of the brick itself is even higher, reaching 70 to 80 degrees. Degrees, even wearing rubber gloves are hot.

　　 Fat people are not suitable for doing this stuff, they will faint in the kiln if they don’t get it right, the most suitable for doing this stuff is thin people with a good heart.

　　 Fortunately, there were not many fat people in 1980, and they couldn't find fat people who wanted to find them.

Although these few people who came out of the kiln after 　　wa had been trained, it was the first time for real swords and guns, and no one could predict what problems would arise.

　　 Wanfeng found Zhang Hai: "It’s not good to leave the kiln at noon. People will not be able to bear it. It's better to leave it later. Anyway, our small kiln only has 60,000 bricks in a hurry."

　　 Zhang Hai waved a big hand: "It's okay, we rural people are not so squeamish."

　　 This is not a question of squeamishness.

　　 Out of the kiln is a hard work, usually no one is willing to do it, but because no one is willing to do it, the treatment is also the highest. The Wahou team gives the kiln people twice the treatment.

　　The people were selected by Wanfeng. They were all healthy, hard-working people in the Wahou team. Anyway, he had been out of the kiln after two years of work. He still knows what kind of people are capable and capable of doing well.

　　 Zhuping, his brother-in-law, is not this material. His inattentive temperament can't do such a job.

　　 Before the liberation, the kiln was called the back kiln, which was carried out by people for dozens of yuan at a time. Of course, it is no longer needed. It is pulled by a car.

　　 There are a few two-wheeled wooden carts with a track width of 70 to 80 cm. One cart can hold about 100 bricks.

Zhang Hai said that people in rural areas are not so squeamish. Wan Feng resolutely did not agree. He must insist on entering the kiln after the temperature drops outside at 5 pm. These are the first time out of the kiln~www.NovelMTL.com~ Give them a process of adaptation.

　　 Their small brick kiln is only 60,000 bricks and not hundreds of thousands. It takes only two days for the four bricks to come out of the kiln slowly, so hurry up.

　　 Hearing that Wanfeng hadn't eaten yet, Zhang Hai sent a few vegetable dumplings made of rice noodles. Wan Feng held a bowl in one hand while eating while inspecting the tile-making enterprise under Zhu Ping's leadership.

　　 Two styles of tiles have now been produced more than 1,000 pieces, and cement bricks have also produced 10,000 pieces.

　　 Wanfeng checked the quality of the tiles and it was very good.

　　After a period of proficiency, the output and quality of cement tiles have been greatly improved.

　　 "I said my nephew, if we don't sell some products, there will be no capital turnover, and the loan money can be used up." Zhang Hai followed Wan Feng and kept nagging.

　　 "If you don't have enough loans, as long as the commune supports what you are afraid of, the products will be sold sooner or later."

　　 "Repay the loan? This is more than four thousand loans."

　　 "Hehe, if you don't borrow 4,000, it's over. If it doesn't work, you can borrow 6,000 and make up 10,000. It's easy to remember!"

　　 Wanfeng’s answer made Zhang Hai dumbfounded, easy to remember, and easy to remember, but don’t you need to pay it back?

The first car of bricks came out of the brick kiln at 5:10 in the afternoon. Even if the outside temperature has dropped, the people who came out of the kiln were sweating profusely when they came out of the first car of bricks. The first thing they did when they came out of the kiln was Find water to drink.

　　Wan Feng picked up one piece and weighed the weight with his hands, and then took another piece of brick and touched each other.

　　 The two bricks collided and made a sound.

　　 From the analysis of the color and sound of the bricks, the quality of the bricks is still decent, even if it does not reach the level of the first-class bricks, it is definitely higher than the second-class.

　　 This is pretty good for the descendants of Wa who burned bricks for the first time.