Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Walking out of He Changsuo's house, Xia Qiulong and Lu Xiaowu greeted him: "Brother, are you okay?"

"Do you see me as if something is going on?"

Xia Qiulong looked up and down and shook his head: "It seems to be okay, how is the matter handled?"

"Basically, it's done. If these three mice don't have all the dung in their heads, they should give you the cloth ticket tomorrow, which is less than five cents per square foot based on the market price."

Xia Qiulong was overjoyed.

"Brother, you really have two things. Not only did you get your opponents down, you also made a profit. Brother really admires you. How did you do it?"

There is no secret, one stick and carrot...

Wan Feng always thinks that this analogy is very inappropriate. Isn't this scaring the rabbit with a stick and a carrot?

As the three of them walked back, Wan Feng told the story.

"You just scared him like that?"

"This is not a fright, this is a threat. If the **** sticks to the end, I am really going to send them in for the New Year."

"You kid gets worse as you learn."

"Actually, I am a good person, but I was forced to be like this by life." Wan Feng had a far-sighted vision, a distressed posture.

"Big Brother, Brother Wan, is it just the pretense he often talks about now?" Lu Xiaowu didn't know how to look at him, and at this moment such a horrifying remark came out.

Xia Qiulong nodded solemnly: "Well! Yes, and it's not a normal pretend, it's faster than pretending to be wider than Hongshuihe."

"That's how big a guy is needed to get it in?"

"I guess I can only use a golden hoop."

These two guys even discussed how thick a stick should be. How do you think these two guys are such a stick?

"Where is the clothing workshop?"

"Take the streets in Miaoling."

"Take me to see."

The distance from the East Market to Miaoling is a bit far, and it’s a bit impractical to walk further.

Lu Xiaowu didn't know where to get a 28-bar. Xia Qiulong rode Lu Xiaowu on the shelf, and Wan Feng was unfortunately sitting on the beam. Who made him the youngest.

Miaoling Shangjie is on the left side of the big **** leading to Yangfang, which is regarded as the northwest boundary of Hongya County.

It's not too far away from the village of Shuangtuimo, so I saved a lot of things when I went to find Zhang San later.

When the three of them walked halfway along the slope, Lu Xiaowu stopped and pointed to a courtyard that resembled a courtyard in the distance below the slope, and said, "Did you see it? That yard is a workshop."

Wan Feng looked at the courtyard and fell into deep thought.

Three minutes later.

"You two are still outside waiting for me to go in and see."

"You want to go by yourself again?" Xia Qiulong asked.

"I'm afraid that some of them know you, it would be inconvenient for you to go in."

"But if there is a conflict, can you handle it yourself?" Lu Xiaowu asked worriedly.

"I didn't go to war, why would there be a conflict? I just went to see and rest assured that nothing will happen."

Wanfeng got off the highway and walked into the street along a path.

Shangjie Village is not large, with the size of thirty or forty households. The courtyard is to the left in the center of the village, and a road in the middle of the village passes by the gate of the courtyard.

Although the road passes through the gate of the yard, the gate of the yard is tightly closed.

The gate is a wooden door and it seems to have only been built recently, and it still smells the special smell of wood.

On the coast of southern Liaoning in 1980, most of the courtyard walls of every house were made of stone. The highest height was 1.67 meters. The gates of houses were simple gates with small iron wheels welded under iron railings.

And the courtyard wall of this house is two meters high, and the solid wood door is almost as high as the courtyard wall, very much like a prison.

In an era when the doors of every house were open, it was a bit strange that the door of this house was so tightly closed.

Wan Feng understands, isn't it just for fear of being caught and speculation.

When he came to the gate, Wan Feng raised his hand and knocked on the door.

A few minutes later, the door opened a slit, revealing a pair of women's eyes: "Who are you looking for?"

Wan Feng patted the backpack that he moved to the front: "Take the goods."

He also didn't know whether there was a secret code between the workshop and the people who came to pick up the goods, so he had to bite the bullet and said such a sentence.

"Get the goods? What do you get as a kid without going to school?" the person inside asked in surprise.

"I haven't studied for a long time. I've been messing around in the street for several years. In the past few days, I have seen some people selling clothes selling well. I came when someone introduced me that there are clothes for sale here."

"Who introduced you?"

"This can't be said, he won't let me say that no one will let it."

The person in the crack of the door looked at him up and down: "Are you rich?"

Hearing these words, Wan Feng felt that there was a way: "You asked, I can come if I don't have any money, and I will carry it back if I don't see the bag."

The door slammed shut.

Huh, is this a rejection?

As a child, they don't think so much.

After a few more minutes, the door opened again, revealing a pair of eyes, but it was no longer the man who had just changed a man this time.

"How much do you want?" The tone was hard.

"A hundred!"

Wan Feng obviously felt the other party shiver.

"not that much."

Of course I know that you don’t have that many. We didn’t produce a hundred of them in a day~www.NovelMTL.com~ Wanfeng asked, "Then how many do you have?"

"There are ten and eight, but there are no more."

Wan Feng shook his head: "This stuff is enough for anything. I don't brag. If I go to the market, all the people selling things in the market will have to scatter soup. I don't dare to say the top ten, seven and eight are not a problem."

Those eyes obviously didn't believe it: "People are not big and bragging, tell me what have you sold?"

This is the time to blow the conch.

"I have sold a lot of things, I have sold popsicles, sold sodas, dumped fish on the beach, and dumped bills on the black market."

"Have you still been in the black market?" The man didn't believe it.

"I was in the society at the age of eleven. What's so great about going to the black market? What kind of bills do you want to find me, as long as there are not many that I can't get on the black market, I promise to give you a discount.

"Do you know the three mice in the black market?"

"Three mice? You mean He Changsuo, Zhang Xirong, and Zheng Yu, three pee thieves who specialize in inverting tickets?"

That person seemed to believe Wan Feng's words. The people who could directly name the three mice were basically old people on the black market, and most people really didn't know their real names.

"Have you ever vacated the ticket?"

"After going upside down, it won't be upside down. It's too tiring to run to the countryside every day. Then three mice upside down. By the way, I said it was the three mice who introduced me, don't you believe it?"

The man made no answer.

"Three Rats said, it's easy to mention his name here, so I'm here, if it's not easy to see how I scold him when I go back, the **** fools Lao Tzu."

The people inside the door were silent for a minute, and the door opened.

"come in."

Wan Feng entered the door, and the door slammed shut behind him.

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