Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Wan Feng also had to admire Master Han, what is treacherous and cunning, Master Han in front of him is a living example.

"Thank you so much, Master Han."

Although Wan Feng knew that spending money to make friends might not be able to make sincere friends, but without spending money, he would certainly not be able to make useful people.

When he first came here, it was just two bottles of wine and a few packs of cigarettes. You can see that he can rush to get you results at critical moments.

"According to your design, I canceled all the spokes, and replaced the spokes with twelve No. 6 steel bars, and welded two circles on the spokes. Do you think it's okay?"

The wheelchair is powered by hand. If there are no two rings, how can it use force? Therefore, the reason for canceling the spokes is to be able to weld the two rings.

"Master Han, I didn't expect you to be so good at electric welding. This skill is really worth bragging about."

Master Han laughed loudly: "I didn't weld this, it was made by Master Xiao Xiao, and he is here."

Xiao Dexiang came mysteriously with a broken bag, and put the broken bag at Wan Feng's feet as soon as he entered the garage.

"This is if you are an iron, pour three, is it enough?"

"Should be enough for now."

"The wheelchair frame can only be finished after get off work today, and there is still a small space. When I finish it, I will send it to Master Han, and let him install the two wheels."

"Then I'll pick it up from Master Han tomorrow morning."

Xiao Dexiang nodded.

"Then I'll give you the money first, how much do you think?"

"Just give me five yuan, as long as you can go to the factory."

five yuan! This is a bit out of hand.

Wan Feng took out ten yuan and handed it to Xiao Dexiang: "You don't need to look for it, I know you can't get it out alone, take the rest back to buy a box of cigarettes or something.

The two sides pushed for a few rounds like Tai Chi pushing hands, and finally Xiao Dexiang accepted the money.

Ten yuan is not much, and it costs both materials and man-hours, especially for the three irons that have to be molded.

"Thank you, Uncle Xiao."

"Family, you're welcome. I can't come out for a long time. I'll go back first."

Xiao Dexiang left in a hurry.

"Master Han, how much do you give you here?"

"I just have a pair of old wheels here and I don't do anything. You can give a scrap price of one yuan. I have an explanation from the supply and marketing cooperative."

One yuan is handed over to the supply and marketing cooperative, and this has to be paid at the payment office in the supply and marketing cooperative.

Wan Feng joined the supply and marketing cooperative and bought two bottles of wine and a pack of Warrior cigarettes worth $1.30.

The money that should be spent must be spent and cannot be left over. Wan Feng understands this truth very well.

Master Han likes to drink some wine. These two bottles of wine and a cigarette cost more than three yuan. I guarantee that Master Han and his disciples who are worried about him will be happy, and they will be happy if they have anything to do in the future.

"Master Han, these two bottles of wine are for you, and the cigarettes are for you and your apprentice. I have to go to the tailoring department to do something."

Wan Feng turned around and wanted to leave.

"By the way, I heard your bicycle creaking when you came here, Xiaoli and Xiaoliu, take a look at what's wrong with Xiaowan's bicycle and fix it."

Master Han's two little apprentices quickly pushed Wan Feng's bicycle over.

Wan Feng didn't say anything, took off the satchel attached to the bicycle and walked into the supply and marketing cooperative again, until he came to the garment department.

"What did I see you panicking just now?" Yan Shufang obviously saw Wan Feng shopping just now.

"My bicycle is broken. I asked Master Han to change it. Master Han treats me well so I can drink some wine. Buy two bottles of wine and he will drink it for my car to take care of it."

Yan Shufang didn't ask any questions, turned around and put a burden in front of Wan Feng.

"Is the size of your trousers right this time? It seems that you have lost a lot of weight, and your buttocks should be a little stretched. Can you wear them? Don't say that the two dead girls in our group have been gesticulating for a long time, but they dare not wear them."

The dead girl Yan Shufang was talking about ran over immediately, and Wan Feng vaguely remembered her name as Han Xuemei.

The name is quite poetic, but the person is very ordinary.

"Boy Wan, do your little ones dare to wear these pants?"

"Of course I dare,

At least she dares to show it to me, but do you dare to show it to your partner? "

Han Xuemei is already engaged and is said to be getting married next year.

Han Xuemei didn't make a statement, and seemed to have entered the stage of meditation.

This guy doesn't want her to wear such pants to show her partner, will he be beaten?

"Will you scold Luan Feng?" Han Xuemei thought for a long time before coming up with such a sentence.

"Why are you scolding her? She's not running around the street naked."

"Bah! You guys still talk like that." Han Xuemei turned and ran away.

Women have been the most depressed in the past few years. They love beauty but dare not show it. It will be fine in a few years. When they step on the pants, they will run all over the street with their buttocks stretched round.

Wan Feng put the bag in his hand on the counter and carried Yan Shufang's bag on the counter: "This is the next batch of pants, sixteen pairs, and the money is in the bag."

When he returned to the repair shop, Master Han's two apprentices had already cleaned up his bicycle, mainly by pouring oil on various moving parts.

The noise is indeed much less.

Looking at the sky, it was almost three o'clock, Wan Feng gave up the idea of ​​going to Xiao Jun's place, just waved to him and rode home.

It happened to be three o'clock when Wan Feng returned to Luan Feng's house, and her house is still very quiet.

As soon as Wan Feng entered the room, Jiang Min cut the thread of the sewing machine before throwing the backpack on the kang, and pulled a piece of clothing from the sewing machine: "It's done, you're done! I've been working on this piece of clothing for more than an hour, but this The clothes are a bit strange, how do you sew buttons?"

Wan Feng turned his head to look, and was surprised to find that Jiang Min made a men's jacket.

"Hey, I haven't asked you to make this thing yet, why did you start doing it? Isn't this playing the piano randomly!"

"Sister Min said that she has never seen such a man's clothes. She has been thinking about it since she saw her yesterday. She feels uncomfortable if she doesn't do one. Today I dragged it and couldn't hold it."

Jiang Min threw the clothes to Luan Feng: "Let him wear them, what will this clothes look like on his body?"

Fuck, I took him to measure at noon just to make this!

As soon as Luan Feng took it, she hurriedly put it on Wan Feng.

This is a jacket made of two colors of fabric. The left and right front panels are made of black fabric, and the two sleeves and the back are made of white-gray fabric. It was also gray, with an inch-wide foot left at the bottom.

The most eye-catching thing is that there are two white stripes on the legs of the shirt.

Luan Feng has become addicted to playing the white bar, and she plans to use two white bars wherever she goes.

The styles of jackets are ever-changing, and Wan Feng just drew a few rough ones. This is one of the styles. At that time, there was no color at all with pencils. Unexpectedly, these two guys would come up with such an unconventional color at the time.

I have to say that it is very beautiful. It would look even better if the two front panels were replaced with that dark red one.

"Oh, you have rough hands and feet, go away!" She put the clothes on her body without turning them over, but she still made clothes.