Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

There are six bundles of 447 feet of checkered cloth, and the price is the same as the last two times. Among them, four bundles are priced at 24 cents and 41 meters, one bundle of cloth is priced at 27 cents, and one bundle. The price is three cents a meter.

In fact, even if these cloths are all priced at three cents and one meter per million peaks, they feel extremely cheap.

As for the size, because Wan Feng had only two hundred and thirteen feet of cloth tickets left, Yan Shijie also counted these cloths into two hundred and twenty-six feet using only the cloth tickets in Wan Feng's hands.

Xia Qiulong is responsible for using the car to take the Bra to the factory, and Wan Feng is responsible for paying the money.

"How much did our tractor unload before you came?"

"I was half unloaded when I came. It should be finished now. I guess it will be over in a few minutes."

According to Wanfeng's calculations, it was time to come.

"You didn't go to see how your sister-in-law is selling?"

"Where do I go to find her, Hongya County is so big, how do I know where she is."

Also, it's past ten o'clock, Xin Li should be waiting at the door of a certain factory. I don't know the specific location, but I really can't find it there.

"When I went to Yangfang with Zhou Bingde yesterday, I saw something. There is an abandoned soda factory in Yangfang with a set of filling equipment. If I expect it to be good, it should be a set of equipment that has not been out of the factory for a long time. The minimum is seven. New layer. Now they want to deal with it at a scrap price, you find a way to find a relationship to buy, first find a place to store it."

Xia Qiulong blinked suspiciously: "Why did I buy that stuff?"

"Let it go first, maybe it will come in handy in the future. The scrap price is one hundred and eighty yuan. If you don't have the money, I will pay half."

Xia Qiulong turned his head and thought for a long time: "Brother, my head is a bit clumsy. I really can't think of the use of buying it. Tell me a little bit and let my brother get the hang of it."

"Of course the soda equipment makes beverages, or why not buy it."

"Make a drink? Who drinks it? Can that thing work?"

"Will it work? I'll know after two years. Buy it and find someone who knows how to maintain it. Buying a new set of equipment is very expensive. Even if it's useless, you can sell it at the same price in the future."

"Let me think about it."

Wan Feng didn't say anything. This was considered an investment. The equipment weighed about two or three tons, one hundred and two hundred. It was really useless and would not be worth paying for in the future by selling scrap iron.

Yang Hong's tractor came over suddenly.

After Xia Qiulong and the stevedore on the car loaded the cloth onto the car body, Wan Feng and Xia Qiulong waved goodbye.

Around eleven, the tractor stopped at Luan Feng's door again.

Yuan Wen helped Wan Feng carry the cloth one by one into the house and stamped it on the kang in the back room.

After the cloth was unloaded, Wan Feng threw a box of cigarettes to Yuan Wen. This is the third time that people have helped him unload the cloth.

"Have you eaten?" Luan Feng smiled and asked Wan Feng, who was waving with the tractor that was going away.

Wan Feng shook his head.

"It would be nice for you to come back one step earlier. We just finished eating, come in and wait for me to copy two eggs for you."

The goods rushed to the stove and drove away.

There is a saying that goes well: The wicked woman goes to the stove, and the pot flies.

Wan Feng was worried about Luan Feng's family.

Wan Feng entered Luan Feng's house, while Jiang Min was still busy working on the sewing machine.

"Don't be so eager. You should rest after eating and rest for a while. Money is not earned in a day. Don't have trouble with your body."

When a woman sees money, she becomes a beast. This is a terrible phenomenon.

"I want to pay off the family's money sooner, so that I can treat my father."

"Your father is fine, he will get better, and, will he eat and live here?"

Jiang Min nodded: "It's okay."

"The countryside can't compare to your towns. You still have some rice and white noodles for at least a month. Our staple food here is corn noodles. You can only feel wronged."

"I'm not picking this, as long as I'm full."

"If you feel homesick, I will go back and have a look. It is also convenient to go back and forth. There is a tractor running in the street twice a day in the team. I go back in the morning and come back in the afternoon."

"I know, Feng'er told me that now I haven't missed home yet."

This is obviously a lie. People who leave home miss home the most during the first few days after leaving home. As time goes by, the idea of ​​homesickness gradually fades.

Luan Feng came in from the stove with a plate of eggs. There were a pair of chopsticks and a tortilla on the plate.

"The pancakes are hot. My mother posted it at noon. Eat it quickly."

"If your mother sees you copying eggs, you must be beaten to death."

Back then, the chicken **** was a small bank for countless rural families. Many families hoped that it could return some material to improve their lives, and they simply couldn't bear to eat it.

Luan Feng is good, at least four eggs are reimbursed for this plate.

"My mother won't beat me, won't I just give her the money?"

When a person is rich, he speaks arrogantly.

Wan Feng took out 30 yuan from his pocket and threw it on the kang: "Today's clothing money."

Then picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Unexpectedly, Luan Feng's eggs were copied well, except that they were almost as good as they were sold, but the taste was quite good.

"Is it tasty?"

Wan Feng nodded: "Not bad, not bad, I thought it would be good if you can cook it well, but I can't think it tastes good."

Luan Feng's face turned red with excitement after being praised by Wan Feng.

Luan Feng took out a small book and asked Wan Feng as if remembering the interview: "This time the cloth design is really good~www.NovelMTL.com~ It's not like a waste product at all, just like a new cloth, it doesn't need to be cleaned."

"This batch of cloth was laid down by the textile factory yesterday. Strictly speaking, it is new cloth. It is not printed and dyed. I have checked that there are some very small damaged cloths inside. It does not delay making clothes. As long as the cutting is a little bit Just pay attention."

"what is the amount?"

"Four hundred and forty-seven feet."

Luan Feng took it down very seriously. It may be that Jiang Min was present without asking the price.

After remembering, I took out a small schoolbag from the back room, counted nine pieces of Da Tuanjie and Wan Feng's 30 yuan thrown on the kang and pushed them together in front of Wan Feng.

"I guess you don’t have much money. It’s okay for a man to have no money outside. This is the first batch of cloth capital, cloth ticket money, and sewing machine money. As for the profit, wait a few days before counting it to you. Didn’t you say that your relatives’ wealth is wealth? It’s better to figure it out."

Jiang Min sneered at the sewing machine. She thought Wan Feng and Luan Feng were very interesting, as fun as children playing.

The first batch of cloth cost more than 50 yuan, and the cloth ticket is 30 plus the sewing machine forty-one, totaling 120 yuan.

Unexpectedly, the little rich lady had saved so much money, which was a bit beyond Wanfeng's expectation.

"I still have some money, do you have enough turnover."

From the beginning of renting a small book to the messy things in the middle, even though he didn't make a lot of money, he still got the 32 million peaks. He made more than 100 yuan by selling melons alone.

Although he had no income and spent a lot of money for a while, he still had some money.

"Hey, I still have enough turnover, even if it is not enough, don't we still sell money every day."

Now that Luan Feng had enough turnover, Wan Feng unceremoniously picked up the money.