Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

According to the actual explanation, the explanation is definitely impossible. Wanfeng can only adopt the principle of roundabout curves to create value for Clivia.

Popular explanation is nonsense.

"In fact, the Clivia I want to grow is a kind of Clivia with very medicinal value. It can be said that the whole body is a treasure. The flower seeds, stems and roots have great medicinal value, especially the flower roots sold by gram. Yuan, a flower root usually has several taels, do you think it can sell for tens of thousands of dollars?"

Wan Feng's face didn't change and his heart didn't beat, Baoxiang said solemnly as if it were true.

Luan Feng blinked his eyes: "Why do I hear you say that this thing is like ginseng?"

"You just treat it as ginseng and it's over."

Luan Feng sneered: "I said you lied to ghosts? There are two pots of Clivia on the windowsill of my house. Why don't I know that it has such value?"

"Ah! There is Clivia on your window sill? Why didn't I pay attention? Take me to see if it is a valuable variety. Maybe it's worth tens of thousands."

"Really! Is it worth that much money?"

Luan Feng's mental focus immediately deviated, and his two eyes instantly changed to the appearance of Brother Kong Fang, with a face of Renminbi.

Luan Feng didn't lie. There were a few pots of flowers on her window sill and her mother's house, two of which were really Clivia.

It's just that Wanfeng doesn't have much research on Clivia now, and can't see what variety it is, but the leaves are very neat and dense, and the leaves in one of the pots are arranged in a row like a sword and pointed to the sky.

"How long have these clivias in your family been raised?"

"I don't know, it was a few years ago, it was raised by my mother."

It seems that the longer the Clivia is, the more valuable it is. These two pots of Clivia may actually sell for tens of thousands in two years.

If it is really worth that much money, it must be exchanged for it. There will be no shop in this village.

Fortunately, this flower was raised by her mother. If it were put into Luan Feng's hands, it would have died a long time ago.

"How is the factory now? Are there any resistance from the employees after the new factory regulations are promulgated?"

"I didn't find it, it seems to be no different from before."

There is no difference, and there is no difference. A factory should have its own rules and regulations, otherwise there will be no confusion.

There is no mess in the garment factory, but some things are a bit messy after Wa.

Because of the increasing number of merchants and customers, the hardware conditions of the Wahou are in a state of tension again.

The only brigade hotel run by the team simply cannot meet the requirements of the customers.

The discerning Wa descendants started doing construction work in their own yard. Some wing house and concierge were built up, and they all turned into hotels.

For a one-night stay, the largest number of families can live in 20 or 30 people, even Luan Feng was moved.

The building where her family used to be a workshop only needs to be divided into small rooms, and the north and south fire kangs are set up. There is no pressure to live with 30 people.

That's thirty yuan this night!

If the Western Wall was also built into a mansion, it would be sixty yuan that night!

Wan Feng is speechless. The garment factory now produces more than 3,000 pieces of clothing in two shifts a day, and has a profit of several thousand yuan, but she thinks about the sixty yuan!

"Are you still short of that sixty yuan? Do you know how troublesome it is to recruit people for accommodation?"

"But I rented it to my sister. Although my sister said to give money, who knows if my mother wants my sister a penny."

Wan Feng was stunned: "Hehehe, so you are playing here with care! It doesn't matter if you give Bai to your sister, right?"

"The house belongs to me. When my brother went out, my mother said that the house would be given to me in the future, so why should I not ask for money."

"It's really impossible for us to build a broken house in front of your house. If the house doesn't work, we will build a building. Anyway, the mountain bend in front of your house is mine."

"Ah! That mountain bend is yours?"

Wan Feng nodded.

Luan Feng said with joy: "This is a fortune. If this is built into a hotel, it can live in hundreds of people, one for one and ten people is ten yuan, and one hundred people is..."

Wan Feng had the urge to shoot her, so why did he get on with the hostel?

You can die without opening a hostel!

"After I left a year ago, you and your parents might as well move to my place, or let your sister live in the house in your family, or rent it out."

"why?"

"Your place is lonely and it's too close to the market, it's not safe."

"Then my sister is safe to live? What if my sister is so beautiful if she gets caught up in it?"

Wan Feng decided to go to the bazaar and found that he and Luan Feng often did not have a common language.

Your numb sister, dead, was just crossed by others? Isn't your brother-in-law also there?

Besides, there is nothing wrong with being crossed, the sun is rising as usual, and life has to go on...

No, the women at that time had a strong sense of chastity, and if they were defiled, they would hang themselves and jump into the river or something.

If Luan Ying is crossed and hanged by the river, what will Shen Hongjun do? Will this guy marry another one?

Bah baah baah! Thinking too far?

…

Chen Wenxin's mother listened to Wan Feng's suggestion, rented a mobile room, bought a few tables and chairs, and opened a snack bar.

Mainly engaged in cornmeal and white bread sub-cakes, steamed buns and Hanami rolls, supplemented by side dishes and vegetable soup.

Steamed buns cost five cents for four-cent rolls, eight cents for buns~www.NovelMTL.com~ two cents for a bowl of vegetable soup, and side dishes seem to be three or four cents for a small dish.

Usually a dime can fill the stomach, even if you spend two cents extravagantly, you can eat a meal.

Very economical.

Since I can't go to Wanfeng to drink soup with Luan Feng in a pot, it's dinner time anyway.

When I go home, I have to eat at my grandma's house, so it's better to spend more than a dime here.

Before entering this snack bar called Convenience, I saw Chen Wenxin wearing a white coat working as a waiter in the store.

The business in the shop is very good, almost full of seats.

Chen Wenxin saw Wanfeng coming from the open window and greeted him.

Wan Feng found an empty place, and Chen Wenxin came over to wipe the table with a smile.

"Two steamed buns and a bowl of vegetable soup."

A few minutes later, Chen Wenxin brought a plate and a bowl with two steamed buns on the plate.

The vegetable soup is rutabaga soup with a lot of vegetables in it.

Wan Feng took a bite of the steamed bun and took a sip of vegetable soup: "It tastes good."

"I burned it." Chen Wenxin boasted with joy.

"The craftsmanship is good, by the way, did you wash your hands when cooking the soup?"

Chen Wenxin was depressed: "I didn't wash it!"

"I said the smell is a little weird, I come here to help every night."

"Ok!"

"With you in your small shop, it will thrive a lot, and there are beautiful women to see when you eat."

Chen Wenxin, who was a beauty, blushed, as gorgeous as a sunset.

"I think if you go to the door and lean on the door and sell something pretty, you will get more people."

"Bah! You just leaned on the door to sell!"

"I can't. I'm a man. Men can't stand by the door and no one is watching."

"The dog doesn't vomit ivory and ignores you."

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