Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

"What the hell?"

　　 "Look at you and you won't know."

　　 These are a few sheets of paper that have been stapled together by a stapler, with a slightly blurred handwriting printed on it with a mimeograph.

　　 Zhang Hai picked up the pieces of paper and looked at it, his face gradually filled with joy. After reading these pieces of paper, Zhang Hai was already a little ecstatic.

　　 He stood up and said, "Tell the machine to stop first, so that everyone can go to the cement plant. I want to have an impromptu meeting."

　　 A few minutes later, the hustle and bustle of the machine stopped, people stopped busy, and a temporary meeting was held in the cement workshop.

　　 The shade of the cement workshop and outside is full of members of the Wahou team. The entire Wahou team’s young and strong members are concentrated in the brick and tile factory, so there is a strong youthful atmosphere here.

　　 Zhang Hai's face was ruddy and excited while standing in front of the people, and his voice was louder: "Members, report everyone good news."

　　 At this point, Zhang Hai deliberately paused, and was strongly despised by Wan Feng.

　　 You can finish talking in one breath, and you are still gasping. At this time, selling Guanzi is owing a beating. Wan Feng wants to kick him in the **** behind Zhang Hai.

　　 "The products of our brick and tile factory have a market."

　　 There was applause.

　　 "This time it is not a general sales, but a big sales. Our red bricks are almost equal to being underwritten by others, and we have received 100,000 sales of cement tiles."

　　 This time there was a wave of applause, and the house cover was almost lifted up. Everyone applauded desperately, and everyone's faces were excited.

　　 "Everyone, work hard, the good day is about to come, I just tell you the good news, I have finished my words, let's continue to work!"

　　 After the members went out, Zhuping leaned over: "Captain! You just said that we took the task of making 100,000 tiles?"

　　 Zhang Hai nodded and raised the pieces of paper in Yang's hand: "It is written clearly in black and white, and we have to supply 100,000 tiles before the end of the winter."

　　 Zhuping slumped and sat on the ground with a thump: "I said that the captain who got this task?"

　　 "Your nephew."

　　 Zhu Ping’s eyes fell on Wan Feng’s body: “Nephew! You don’t want to harm your uncle, right now, we can produce 200 tiles a day. What can I do to achieve the output of 100,000?”

"Look, when you can’t sell, one by one is eager to go to the house. If you have orders, you don’t think too much. What's the great expansion of production. Tomorrow, let Xiao Dexiang make another thousand sets of molds for us. The requirement is that there is no specific figure for how much and how much. We can transfer some of the people from the press. If the area of ​​the house is not enough, then build another one. The problem will not be solved. Anyway, I got the order, you guys. It’s not my business whether it can be produced or not, and tomorrow I will send a carriage to pull five hundred red bricks and five hundred tiles and send them there first. People need to see the samples. Oh, yes, I also need one tomorrow. The cart, the minimum is two heads, and the cart will wait for me at Laoliangtou on the top of the mountain at 5:30 tomorrow morning."

　　 After that, Wan Feng left the brick and tile factory and was about to leave. His aunt Zhu Yan came over sneakingly.

　　 "I bought everything you bought?"

　　 "I bought it, it's all here, it just happens to be for you, you go and give points."

　　 Wanfeng took off his back pocket, took out the white cloth inside, and handed the bag to his aunt.

　　 Auntie took her bag and went happily.

　　 Wanfeng rode away from the brick and tile factory to Luan Feng's house.

　　 Luan Feng was wearing that copycat sportswear and was tying it on the sewing machine. When he saw Wan Feng, both eyes smiled with stars.

Wan Feng threw the white cloth on the cabinet at her house: “Don’t lie on the sewing machine all day long. If you should go out and go around, don’t get tired of your eyes. Someone may look for you after the brick and tile factory is off work. I will sew the cloth on the clothes. I have bought the cloth, and the price has been covered. I will sew a piece of clothing for two cents."

　　 "Huh? They all bought them? These gluttonous goods, look at people's wear and follow the greedy eyes."

　　A woman is not good at this point, she can only allow herself to be beautiful and cannot bear others to be beautiful.

　　 "Sixteen or seven people buy it. If you let you sew it, you can make more than three yuan."

　　 "So much!" Luan Feng turned his face and looked very bright.

　　 "I have finished your grandma's clothes, can you see if it will work?"

　　 Luan Feng took out a cloth bag from the back room and a piece of clothing from the cloth bag.

　　The clothes are well made, and the front is the kind of button woven with thread, although it is a bit rough.

"Not bad. I took the clothes. You don't need to pay me for the two feet of white cloth. Just use it as the handmade money for this dress. Okay, I'm leaving." Wrapped the clothes in a newspaper and walked out. Luan Feng's house.

　　 Luan Feng smiled and sent Wanfeng to the door, his watery eyes kept watching Wanfeng up the mountain beam and came to the melon field of Laoliangtou.

　　Lao Liangtou is in the melon field and don't know what he is busy with.

　　 Wanfeng walked into Guadi and grabbed a melon casually, punched it open and took a bite.

　　 "Bah! It's raw."

　　 Old Liangtou laughed quack: "You have sold more than ten melons, but you still can't tell the difference between the raw and the cooked."

　　 "Who said that, I didn't pay attention."

　　 Lao Liangtou threw a melon over.

　　While eating melons, he asked, "Old man, how many cantaloupes can be packed in a carriage with a chain?"

　　Lao Liangtou didn't seem to understand Wanfeng's words: "With a chain?"

　　 When pulling corn in the autumn, the carriage must be brought with a board chain. The board chain is some one-meter-high wooden boards connected together with discarded bicycle straps or rubber canvas pieces. UU Reading www.uukanshu. It's time for the com to stand up on a carriage, similar to the carriage plate of a motor truck, just to expand the loading area.

　　 Old Liang scratched his head: "I haven't tried it. I'm afraid it will cost at least five or six hundred catties."

　　 "Then six hundred catties, you just pay the ten yuan, I will load the goods at 5:30 tomorrow morning, you have to give me the melon before 5:30, can you do it?"

　　 A five-and-a-pound melon can hold six hundred and seventy jin for ten yuan.

　　 Old Liangtou pondered for a moment: "No problem, I really can't ask my son to help me cut the melon, but can you sell it out for six or seven hundred catties?"

　　 "That's my business."

　　Wanfeng walked out of the garden, while pulling a few cantaloupe into his pocket. This garden melon should be harvested in a few days, and it will be too late if it is not sold.

　　 When I returned to my grandma's house, it was just after dinner, that the grandparents gathered together.

　　 Wanfeng put the clothes wrapped in newspaper on the table: "Grandma, your new clothes are ready, and you can try them after you have finished eating."

　　 Where can Zhu Yan wait until she finishes eating, grabbing the newspaper and tearing it open to take out her clothes.

　　 "Wow! So beautiful, Mom! You can try it on."

　　 "It's a shame that this money, what kind of clothes I have, how old I am."

　　 Despite my grandma's nagging, my aunt still put the clothes on my grandma's body.

　　Although the color of the clothes is not red but sauce-colored, it turns out to be red when worn on my grandma's body.

　　 The round peony flowers on the clothes are clearly exposed under the light, and they seem to emit a faint light, obviously showing a graceful and luxurious beauty.

　　 In the blink of an eye, grandma seemed to have changed someone, as if she was ten years younger.