Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Bu Luanfeng couldn't turn his eyes when he saw these things, and he couldn't speak anymore.

"Where did you get so much cloth?" he asked after the loader who helped Wan Feng unload the cloth had left.

"I bought some of the defective products processed by the county textile printing and dyeing factory."

"What are you doing after buying so much?"

Wan Feng gave Luan Feng a blank look: "What are you doing? What are you talking about? If I'm hungry, I won't buy it and go to buy rice. I'll make clothes. You have to take care of these cloths so that the mice don't eat them."

Wan Feng took out a small notebook and began to calculate the cost. The invoices issued by the textile printing and dyeing factory were 597 feet, but the actual amount was 615 feet, an increase of 18 feet.

The price of the eighteen-foot cloth earned back the money for the two boxes of Qianmen cigarettes.

The cloth cost a total of 50 yuan and 10 cents plus a cloth ticket of 300 feet. The price alone was a little more than 8 cents per foot, and the price of the cloth ticket was about 14 cents per foot.

The price of cloth tickets was calculated by Wan Feng based on the market price of 12 cents.

After finishing the calculation, Wan Feng handed over the details to Luan Feng.

"These cloths are all defective products. Most of them are off-print products during printing and dyeing, and some are damaged. Their biggest advantage is that they are cheap. We can make a lot of money by processing them into clothes and selling them in the market. For pens, this is a very large market.”

"But what are you doing?" Luan Feng frowned.

"Clothes and trousers are fine. If you can't do it yourself, you can ask your master to help you process it. We have to think about what style to make."

Wan Feng has a lot of clothing styles in his mind, and he can remember many styles even if he didn't intend to.

Wan Feng bought a lot of white paper back then to let Luan Feng know how to measure and cut clothes, and now there is still a stack left.

"I'll take these papers back and draw patterns. Tomorrow morning, I'll go to Gushan Market. In the afternoon, I'll give you the patterns I drew, and then you can choose the patterns to make clothes."

Only then did Luan Feng remember something, and hurriedly ran to the back room and brought out a plate with four or five vegetable dumplings made of cornmeal.

"I left it for you. I plan to bring it to you at night. You can eat it while my mother is not at home."

Wan Feng, who had both fish and meat at noon, didn't feel hungry at all and couldn't eat any more.

"I'm not hungry either."

"You have to eat even if you're not hungry. You'll grow up after eating."

This brain hole is also possible. Eat a few vegetables and dumplings and grow up?

"Grow up? I haven't grown up yet, and I won't grow up in three or four years. What are you doing so tall now? You need to wear clothes."

"Nonsense, men look good only when they are taller. You are much taller now than when you first came here. I remember that you were only this tall when I first saw you during the Chinese New Year." Luan Feng's hand came from Wan Feng's. After gesturing at the top of her head, she flew straight down three thousand feet, and landed directly under her creaking nest.

Don't bring such a spoiled person! At that time, even if you are shorter, you won't be able to reach your creaking nest!

However, the position where Luan Feng's hand stayed was quite high.

"Hey! What's the matter with your big bump here? You see how flat our chest is, oops, there's another big bump here! Two big bumps! This must be a disease, I found out! When I was in Longjiang, I told you A Chinese medicine practitioner in the neighbor has had a massage, no matter what kind of bag it is, it goes down as soon as you press it, come and let me treat it for you."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out two green mountain claws to make a gesture of grabbing.

If you want to bury me, you have to be prepared to be punished, no matter who it is, you must bury me back.

Luan Feng's face was flushed: "Rogue, scoundrel! You can say this kind of thing with confidence, do you want to be ashamed?"

"Why am I shameless? Isn't what I said the truth? You do have two big bags in there, but I don't have them. If you don't treat them, they might get bigger and bigger. That would be a disaster."

"Of course I'm a girl, but you're a boy, of course not.

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"You lied to me, I want to see why you girls have it and our boys don't."

This cheek is too thick!

Luan Feng took out a stick to drive Wan Feng out of the house: "Get out of here, as far away as possible."

"Okay, that's what you said, then I'll get out, but I still have something to do, so I'll get out later."

Wan Feng took out a pair of trousers and two sweaters from his backpack: "Tie two red stripes on both sides of these trousers, and tie white stripes on these two clothes."

Luan Feng was puzzled: "Can pants be tied too?"

"When will you be able to open your mind? If you can tie your clothes into your pants, you can't?"

Luan Feng was right when she thought about it, why not pants?

After more than ten minutes, a pair of pants with two red bars was successfully produced.

"Whose are these clothes?"

"Gunner, someone else does my summer homework for me, and that's my reward."

"It must be those two foxes..." This time, Luan Feng's mind reacted quite quickly, and she immediately contacted Xu Ying and Chen Wenxin.

"Why are you here again? If you can do my summer homework for me, I will give you these two clothes and I will give you another five yuan, how about it?"

Luan Feng rolled her eyes. When she was studying, she didn't know who wrote her summer homework. Although Wan Feng's offer was very attractive, she didn't dare to accept it. The money was not easy to earn.

"Then who are these children's pants for? Does your grandma have no children?"

"It's for my sister, Xu Bin's sister, well, I'm leaving now."

Wan Feng retreated quickly, he was very worried that Luan Feng would shift her attention to Xu Meilin, who wouldn't care how old her opponent was if she overturned the jar of jealousy.

Wanfeng rolled back to his grandma's house with his satchel on his back and the stack of white papers between him.

When I got back to my grandma’s house, I lay down on the kang and drew the clothing styles stroke by stroke according to my memory.

Considering the social environment at that time, Wan Feng drew some relatively conservative styles, including safari jackets, jackets, and sportswear, both for men and women. Those styles that showed arms, legs, and even waists were automatically eliminated.

When Zhu Yan came back, she was stunned to see a style of clothes she had never seen before.

"This one looks good, this one looks good too, this one looks even better, oh my god, they all look good, nephew, what are you putting in your head? Where did you put them in, can you tell my aunt?"

Although Wan Feng's drawing is not very standard, Zhu Yan can still see the extraordinaryness of these clothing styles.

"Even if I tell you that your elm head won't fit in." Wan Feng's words made Zhu Yan lose her temper.

Wan Feng drew 20 or 30 styles in one go. When he looked up, he realized that it was getting dark outside, so he hurriedly put away the drawing paper.

After dinner, Wan Feng went out with a big satchel on his back and followed the crowd to Xiaoshutun.

The team headquarters in Xiaoshutun was in the middle of the village, next to the village road, in a hardened yard in front of four small earthen houses.

Movies are screened in this theater.

When Wan Feng arrived in Xiaoshutun, he didn't go to the screening venue first. It was still early and the movie would not be shown at half past one, so he went to Xu Bin's house first.

Tomorrow he will exchange Xu Bin's comic book with Xiao Jun's book, and the satchel he is carrying is for the comic book.