Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

"Brother Bufeng?" Xu Meilin took Wan Feng's hand and looked up at Wan Feng expectantly.

Wan Feng felt sad for a while, he remembered the scene when he bought Xu Meilin a gift for the first time in his previous life.

Xu Meilin's birthday was the fourth day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar. On the first birthday of his relationship with her, Wan Feng went to the county town and spent 50 yuan to buy a pair of tight elastic pants with high elastic straps that were very popular at the time.

When Wan Feng gave the gift to Xu Meilin at night, she was very happy and excited. That night she was so enthusiastic...

Xu Meilin looked at him eagerly.

Wan Feng squeezed out a few smiles and nodded: "Buy, brother will buy you a lot of flowered clothes in the future."

This life can be regarded as blackmailed by her.

Xu Meilin cheered, her body spun around in a normal manner, and the bluish-white skirt danced along with her body's rotation, which indeed had the charm of a peacock.

"My brother Feng also bought me a set of clothes for the New Year, a red padded jacket with a white collar, and a pair of trousers with two red stripes on the sides, so pretty." Xu Meilin's eyes stared like glass balls after pretending to be a peacock. It seems to show off.

Those little girls were envious, probably wondering why they didn't have such a big brother.

You see, women not only love to be beautiful but also to show off, for fear that others will not know how much money they have.

It's a good thing he didn't buy underwear for her, otherwise he might have told others what color the underpants were.

"Where's your brother?" Wan Feng didn't plan to chat with a bunch of little girls here.

"I went to the big river to take a bath with Brother Junzi."

Since Xu Bin was not at home, Wan Feng explained to Xu Bin's mother and put the small book in the satchel in the wooden box.

On the way home, Xu Meilin's appearance in a new dress appeared in Wan Feng's mind from time to time.

That's right, how could I forget the kid's clothes! Adults don’t have to buy new clothes during the Chinese New Year, unless the family conditions are too poor and there are too many children. Families with better conditions must make a set or a new dress for their children.

This market may be bigger than the adult clothing market.

Wan Feng in the countryside did not dare to predict, but he believed that children in the city would usually have new clothes for the New Year.

When starting a business, capital needs to be quickly returned to circulation. Children's clothes are sold at a low price because they use less materials and lower costs.

When he got home, Wan Feng immediately found the remaining white paper to scribble on.

Children's clothes are easier to draw. Wan Feng thinks that even if he can't remember the style, he can draw some with his wild imagination. To put it bluntly, if he draws blindly, maybe he can design a classic.

Therefore, in just one hour, Wan Feng actually drew dozens of patterns.

Unexpectedly, I still have the talent to design clothes, so it is probably not a big problem to be a fashion designer in this life.

These things have to be sent to Luan Feng's house as soon as possible, and let her choose.

Wan Feng went out and rode his bicycle to Xigouli. When he reached the team headquarters, he saw a carriage coming from Gushan and turned into the road leading to Luanfeng's house.

It can be determined that this carriage is not from the Wahou team, because there are some tile-like things pulled on the carriage.

Just when he was wondering, he saw Xiao Dexiang coming up from behind on a bicycle. It turned out that Xiao Dexiang had come to deliver the molds.

"Uncle Xiao!" Wan Feng hurriedly pedaled a few times and came in front of Xiao Dexiang.

"It's Xiao Wan." Xiao Dexiang rolled over and got out of the car.

Needless to say, what is pulled on the carriage in front must be a mold for making tiles.

"I sent another 300 sets of molds, and another 400 sets of molds will be delivered within three days."

"Uncle Xiao, thank you for your hard work!" Wan Feng took out a pack of Pegasus from his body and handed it with both hands.

Although he does not smoke, he always carries two packs of cigarettes on his body, and in his left pocket is a dime flower or a warrior.

In the right pocket, there are two seventy-eight cents of cigarettes.

These two packs of cigarettes will appear alternately with different objects.

The two chatted while walking towards the brick and tile factory.

"Xiao Wan! It seems that your Wahou brick and tile factory is developing very fast. You have added a thousand sets of molds in such a short period of time. This market is not small."

"Not yet, to tell you the truth, Uncle Xiao, the brick and tile factory has not seen a penny of income so far."

Xiao Dexiang was surprised: "Oh, then I see that you don't have any money to collect goods from outside every day?"

"It's not the day to pay the bill, it seems like tomorrow."

"Isn't it better this way? You can get a lot of money back as soon as you pay the bill. For some reason, every time I come to you, I feel prosperous."

"Really? Then Uncle Xiao! Do you plan to work in our Wahou in the future?"

Xiao Dexiang laughed: "I can play with iron, but I don't know anything about bricks and tiles. What can I do here?"

"I mean in the future, maybe a few years later, maybe in a few years, we will also have a project with machinery manufacturing."

"You still want to do mechanical manufacturing? What are you making?"

"Now there is only such a preliminary plan, and it has not been planned yet, but it will take several years, and we will implement it when we have the strength."

"It's still early, let's talk about it later."

"I'm just saying hello first, maybe we will need a lot of workers who are familiar with various machine tools, and you will have to help recruit workers."

This is pure deceit, Wan Feng does have plans to start an industry, but not now.

Not to mention that he will return to Longjiang next winter, and it will take five or six years before he returns. Even if he does not leave Yiwa, the current foundation will not be able to do industry.

If you need funds but no funds, you need equipment, you need equipment, you need talents, but you don't have talents. Even if he can come up with a project, it's useless.

Things like brick and tile factories and garment factories cannot be equated with industry at all. They are enterprises with small investment but no technical content, and they are only tools for accumulating primitive funds for future industrialization.

A country cannot be prosperous without industry, just as a province, a city, or even a rural enterprise cannot be prosperous without industry.

Industry is the foundation of development.

It is no problem for those fiery financial and real estate companies in later generations to go in and make some quick money, but expecting them to establish the foundation of the country is putting the cart before the horse.

If according to his plan, when he comes back in six or seven years, Wahou will already have a certain economic foundation, then he can recruit technical talents, first recruit blue-collar workers like Xiao Dexiang, and then recruit high-tech talents when the scale is established talent.

After decades of development, they might be able to build aircraft carriers. The first domestic aircraft carrier was born in Bohai City.

This thought startled Wan Feng himself, did he think too much?

While talking, the two had arrived at the brick and tile factory. Zhu Ping was instructing his subordinates to unload the mould, half of which had been unloaded.

On the front of the tile-making workshop, Zhang Hai is directing more than a dozen people to work, and several pillars have been erected there.

Unexpectedly, I just talked to my uncle about building a shed the night before yesterday, but today Zhang Hai just did what he said.