Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Liu Lanyu's hesitation was seen by Wan Feng. He felt that he should have spoken. It was too uncomfortable for both parties to stretch so often.

"Aunt Liu, why don't you think about it, how about a plan?"

Liu Lanyu watched Wan Feng intently without speaking.

"I have eaten all of your artificial cotton, and the price is based on your original purchase price, so that you will not have any loss on the artificial cotton and you have recovered all the funds. As a condition, you will accept the sewing machines symbolically. How about some money?"

This plan has a great temptation for Liu Lanyu. Those hot potato can be removed at one time. Since the cost has been recovered, those who oppose her will have nothing to say.

Just how much does the symbolic fee of sewing machine dare to represent?

"What should the symbolic price of those sewing machines be?"

"Five yuan!"

"Five yuan!" Liu Lanyu almost flew.

"This is also much higher than selling scrap iron. These machines can sell scrap iron for a few cents."

"Doesn't this mean giving you away for nothing?"

"Aunt Liu, you can’t think like that. Here I have eaten more than 10,000 yuan of artificial cotton. This has helped you solve a big problem. It stands to reason that all of your sewing machines should be given away for nothing. It’s only more than six hundred yuan, not to mention that I will pay back the money."

Liu Lanyu fell into thinking for a few minutes.

"Isn't it the same thing? The problem of rayon is solved, but there will still be people in our factory who use sewing machines to make a fuss."

"How is this the same thing? Man-made cotton is a backlog product, and sewing machines are waste products that are processed. This is not the same thing at all. Would anyone use waste products to attack people? That level is too low, right?"

It seems that what Wan Feng said is not unreasonable.

"How is the five yuan accounted for?"

"You shouldn't ask me about this kind of thing. You have been in this factory for so many years, and if this problem can't be solved, then you should give someone else the power of the factory director."

I helped you solve a huge burden. You can't even figure out the price of some waste products. The director is really meaningless in front of you. It's better to go home and take your children.

When Zhou Bingde dispatched the Jiefang Che, Wan Feng's issue had already been settled.

The sewing machine was loaded on the truck, and twenty bales of artificial cotton were also loaded on the truck.

A bundle of rayon is equivalent to the length of a piece of cloth, but it can be much thicker than a piece of cloth.

Wan Feng and Liu Lanyu agreed that next time he came, he would take away the remaining artificial cotton at one time. This time he didn't bring that much money with him, so he brought more than 1,000 yuan.

These rayon cottons cost more than 50 yuan per bundle, so he can only take 20 bundles back with the money.

Zhou Bingde’s driver and Wan Feng are already very familiar with him. He has been with Zhou Bingde to get married to Liang and Zhu Ping at his aunt’s house.

From the bedclothes factory, the truck went around to the textile printing and dyeing factory and Wanfeng purchased ten nylons there.

After passing the Wujiaohua Company, Wan Feng went in to find the repairman who repaired the sewing machine, and hired him to repair the sewing machine in Wa for five yuan a day.

Although Wanfeng can make repairs for sewing machines, it is not professional after all, and so many sewing machines still need professional people.

When the car arrived in front of Luan Feng's house, the sewing machine, rayon quilt and nylon were rushed off.

But when he learned that Wan Feng had bought more than 6,000 meters of artificial cotton, Luan Feng's jaw almost fell off.

"Why do you buy so much rayon? Can we digest so much?"

Wan Feng didn't care: "I can't digest it this year, or next year? If I can't digest it next year, there will be a year after that, there will always be a day when it will be finished."

Wanfeng did not plan to digest these artificial cotton in one winter.

This is impossible. These rayon can make two thousand ski shirts. Where can I find so many buyers?

"How much does it cost?"

What's the matter with a small amount of money? Money is what you earn when you use it. Isn't it a waste of paper if you don't need it?

The sewing machine was moved to the finished product warehouse, and the repairman named Feng hired by Wan Feng began to work when he arrived.

His task is to diagnose these thirteen sewing machines, and record the accessories to purchase. If there are no accessories, he will demolish the east wall to repair the west wall.

Wanfeng's initial plan is that as long as these sewing machines can be equipped with five usable ones, it will make a lot of money.

Now that the raw materials for making ski shirts are all complete, Luan Feng cut out a women's ski shirt according to the style drawn by Wan Feng, and then chose a red nylon material.

Originally these nylon nylons were all that old blue. A few days ago, the head of the printing and dyeing workshop of the textile printing and dyeing factory did not know what was wrong with his head. He actually dyed a few other colors, including grass green sky blue and red.

After they were printed and dyed, they were thrown in the sample library, and I didn't want to be bought by Wan Fengxian.

When Wan Feng came out of the room that repaired the sewing machine and discovered this problem, the ski shirt had already begun to sew.

"Why did this make a red one?" Wan Feng asked in surprise.

"I want to wear one first." After Luan Feng finished cutting, he stomped on the sewing machine by himself.

"Do you know the consequences of wearing this red one?"

"What are the consequences? Isn't it just a red dress?"

"Master must want to wear it when getting married, she is anxious, Madam..." Li Erman suddenly thought of Wan Feng's grim expression of those bad tricks that made the bridal chamber when he was speaking, and immediately shut up.

She didn't want to be upset by this little monster on the night of her wedding. She firmly believed that the little monster would be able to do it when she said it. If her newlyweds were mixed up by this stuff, it would be a delay!

Wan Feng remembers that there was a movie in the 1980s called "Red Skirts on the Street", which said that the girls broke through the resistance and finally wore red skirts to the streets. The movie's release date was 1985.

It was only in 1985 that the people dared to wear red skirts to the streets. Luan Feng, a woman who was not afraid of troubles, was ready to wear a red ski shirt at the end of 1980!

What a **** piece of news!

Wan Feng regretted buying the red cloth back. Isn't this looking for eggplant without eggs?

When it was getting dark, Luan Feng took three hours to make her first ski shirt. The moment she put it on, all the women in the workshop exclaimed.

The right waistband reveals Luan Feng's perfect waist~www.NovelMTL.com~ The most novel thing is that it also brought a hood, and walked outside in a field with a little snow, like a rolling ball. flame.

Those women began to wonder what color ski shirt they should wear to show their beauty.

And Wan Feng shook his head helplessly while watching Luan Feng who was running wild in the snow.

This woman is almost out of treatment. If he dares to get the things back, she dares to gesture on the body. You say this is sad!

When he shook his head, Chen Cang unexpectedly appeared on the village road outside Luan Feng's house on a bicycle.

This guy came back that day!

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