Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Hearing that a young man named Wan Feng was looking for him outside, Xiao Dexiang and the workshop director ran out briskly after talking.

The descendants of Wa are now their God of Wealth, and they have taken on a lot of work for Empress Wa in private, and the brothers in his circle have made a lot of money.

In this kind of commune-run enterprises, if you don’t borrow some private goods, you will die of poverty just pointing at the two wages. Therefore, most workers in township-run enterprises have more or less done private goods.

The remuneration ranges from a pack of cigarettes to a bottle of wine, nothing surprising.

But Xiao Dexiang is able to take on such a big job. Obviously, it cannot be done by one person, and even the workshop director has a share.

All this is thanks to this young man named Wan Feng, so Xiao Dexiang ran out immediately after hearing Wan Feng calling.

The two squatted by the ditch outside the gate of the machinery factory, Xiao Dexiang looked at the drawings brought by Wan Feng.

"I just drew this thing blindly with a pen and it is not standardized, but the principle and structure roughly mean that it has been drawn, and you can correct it yourself."

"Isn't it just a frame with a short shaft, the short shaft will be used to press the wheels in the future, no problem."

"Also, pour me some charcoal irons, three or four."

How can I make clothes without an iron? In Wan Feng’s opinion, the old-fashioned electric irons are very expensive, not to mention the electricity consumption. This is not the problem. The main problem is that the electricity supply in rural areas is seriously insufficient. An electric iron is a piece of scrap iron when it is out of power.

The charcoal-fired iron has no such influence, and it is not troublesome to manufacture. Find a sand-casting iron to make a shape and pour out molten iron to grind a flat surface.

"Just let me know how much it is, and I can come to pick it up on the day of the market, right?"

Xiao Dexiang thought for a while and nodded: "No problem."

It took more than an hour to finish these things, and Wan Feng estimated that Yan Shufang's pants were almost done.

Luan Feng has already cut the fabric, and the garment team only needs to sew it on. Four sewing machines in the garment team can make four pairs at once, and a pair of trousers should be sewn in ten minutes.

Wan Feng came to the ready-to-wear group, and everything was not much different from what he expected. Not only were the trousers ready, the people in the ready-to-wear group even ironed the trousers to make them straight.

After all, it was the family who brought the benefits.

It was already around 3:30 when we returned to Wahou.

She and Jiang Min are the only two left in Luan Feng's family now, those who came to do the work have dispersed, and both of them are rushing to work on the sewing machine, sewing children's clothes.

Wan Feng threw the burden on the kang.

"Ah? You brought it back again? My master isn't here?" Luan Feng screamed, she didn't even think about the fact that these pants were ready.

"exist."

"Are they busy?"

"I'm so idle that I'm running out of oil."

"Then how did you get your pants back?"

Luan Feng scurried out from behind the sewing machine like a cat, reached the edge of the kang and took out all the trousers from the cloth bag.

"Hey, it's done! If you don't say it's done, I'll tell you to pretend to be dumb." He waved the empty cloth bag and greeted Wan Feng.

"Aren't I hungry? I don't like to talk, it seems that I haven't eaten at noon." I really didn't eat at noon today.

"Ah, if you didn't eat, you didn't tell me earlier, I'll cook for you what you want to eat."

Wan Feng immediately cheered up: "I want to eat crabs and stewed fish."

The smile on Luan Feng's face began to shrink like a tuberose in sunlight.

“Stir-fried pork with tofu skin and shredded”

"Die!"

With a roar, Luan Feng turned around and returned to the sewing machine.

Draw wire to die? What dish is this?

Jiang Min, who was always soft-spoken, let out a laugh like walking a tractor.

Hearing this, Wan Feng's kidneys were in pain.

This is wrong, why did Jiang Min seem to have changed in just a few hours, even his temperament became a bit thicker.

This laughter, this is simply a female man, what about your slow voice?

It's over, this kid has learned badly!

Wan Feng thought it was necessary to give Jiang Min some advice: "Sister Jiang Min, you just concentrate on making clothes here, don't worry about anything else, listen to me, don't learn everything from Luan Feng, it's easy to fall into the ditch, remember?"

"How could I fall into the ditch if I don't go out?" Jiang Min tilted his head and asked in puzzlement.

You see, simple girls are so cute, and the idea that all brain cells are singular is not complicated at all.

"I mean, if you learn from her, it's easy to be led into the ditch by her."

"No, Fengmeizi is a bit hotter but a good person, she won't lead me into a ditch."

Wan Feng is angry, he grew up eating corn porridge, and his age is about the same, so why is there a generation gap?

Luan Feng laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up on the sewing machine.

Only then did Wan Feng realize that Luan Feng was wearing a tight half-sleeve dress today, and her dress with white stripes on her shoulders was now on Jiang Min's body.

This is not a problem, Jiang Min's clothes are really unwearable, even in the countryside there are no girls with several patches, so she doesn't feel out of place when she wears Luan Feng's clothes.

The question is, where did Luan Feng get the clothes on?

The fabric is obviously one of the fabrics that Wan Feng bought, and the style of the clothes is also one of the styles he drew for Luan Feng's reference only. This style is not suitable for wearing because it looks a little revealing in the 1980s. Therefore, Wan Feng painted it only for Luan Feng to see.

Unexpectedly, this guy secretly made one and put it on, although there is nothing wrong with people wearing it at home and not going out.

This dress perfectly outlines Luan Feng's slender waist, coupled with her curved buttocks on the stool, it forms a seductive picture that is enough to reverse rebirth, especially the trembling caused by laughing, which is like The waves also created a strong visual impact on Wan Feng.

Just like that time by the river made him unable to extricate himself.

Wan Feng felt that a certain part of his body was responding, this useless thing, I was still as stable as Mount Tai while sitting on the kang, so you yourself got so excited.

Isn't this tempting to commit a crime? Lao Tzu is not a saint.

But although Luan Feng's mother was not at home, Jiang Min was here, a large light bulb shining brightly.

It seems that it was a strategic mistake to let Jiang Min live in Luan Feng's house.

If there is a light bulb present, you can't behave like a beast, so you have to divert your attention, because if you don't divert your attention, you may not even dare to stand up.

The man who stood up with the tent on his head was thrown at grandma's house.

"Luan Feng, how many finished products have you made?"

Luan Feng stopped laughing when Wan Feng asked a serious question.

"I made seven or eight pairs of trousers myself, and maybe six pieces of children's clothes."

Seventeen or eighteen pairs of trousers plus six pieces of clothing

, These things should be able to be shipped at one time, so they can't all be backlogged at home.

Calculate the cost, and try to sell it in the street tomorrow.

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