Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

When the two passed Huangling and came to the boundary of Huanghui, they were completely relaxed. When Huanghui went uphill, they pushed their bicycles and chatted while walking.

"I told you about the job I took on the street yesterday. There were 20 sets in total. Ten sets were single pieces, and ten sets were lined inside. A set of single piece backed 12 yuan, and Gary's 181 pieces. A set, a total of 600 yuan."

Six hundred!

Luan Feng was so shocked that she couldn't even move her legs, she stopped at the side of the road in a daze. The first suit was made of their own fabric, albeit the best that was picked from within.

The cost price is only two yuan, and now it jumps directly to twelve yuan? And add another layer of lining to eighteen.

Are city people so easy to earn money?

"What are you doing! Stupid?"

"With so much money, no wonder you have to use the fabric well."

"Those people are not ordinary people. They are all officials' wives. Of course, the best materials must be used. I calculated that even if the best fabrics are used, it will not cost much. The bulk is still in our hands. A suit of clothes The average combined cost is about five yuan. The cost of these twenty sets of clothes is more than one hundred yuan, and we can earn nearly five hundred yuan. If the first shot is fired, their market will be in our hands. The high-end market, if this market is captured, it will be enough to send us thousands of dollars by the end of the year."

Regardless of the fact that there are only a dozen or so people on the other side, they still have boys and children, and each has a different circle of friends, and if they spread slowly, the circle will become larger and larger, and the scale will be considerable.

And these are just some superficial things. These people are all officials' wives and there is immeasurable potential value in them. Maybe someday these values ​​will be brought into play.

"Then are we going to post it?" Luan Feng's face was rosy with excitement, and her youth was rippling.

"It's not too early to send out. At most, it's considered to be well-off. Let Jiang Min cut and sew these clothes. In the future, she will be specially asked to make these high-end clothes. If there are any clothes that resist, they will be distributed." , and the cutting and sewing of a set of clothes for Jiang Min was added to fifty cents."

"Is fifty cents a little less? After all, these clothes are so expensive."

"It's quite a lot. Capitalists make a living by exploitation. They are the most cold-blooded animals in the world. It's humane for me to take the initiative to give her more money."

"As you would say."

Luan Feng leaned against Wan Feng's body, hot and sticky, obviously emotional.

Women get emotional when they see money, which is not a good thing.

"Come up to the river tonight?"

"Ah? No, sister Min is here. She seems to have seen the relationship between us. If I go out at night, she will definitely guess what I am doing and will laugh at me."

Some people say that human beings will continue to improve, human beings will continue to sum up experience, avoid mistakes and know propriety, righteousness and shame. This is true, does Luan Feng know how to lose face?

"How about we kiss in the corn field now?" Luan Feng suggested.

Who said that human beings will continue to improve? Let Lao Tzu know that he must be killed.

Going to drill cornfields in broad daylight is actually quite a pain, because the inside is not ventilated and the temperature inside is very high at noon, like a sauna.

In his previous life, Wan Feng had drilled cornfields many times, so he had quite a lot of experience.

After weighing again and again, they still gave up this plan. They still have a long way to go, and they don't care about this day and night.

Wan Feng sent Luan Feng to the door of his house.

"Oh, my sister, you're finally back." Seeing Luan Feng coming back, Jiang Min looked relieved.

Significant changes have taken place in the house, the biggest change being the addition of two sewing machines, which makes the room appear smaller.

No need to ask, it must be that the joining with the machine has had an effect, and someone has come to join.

"There are so many people and things that came this morning, I was stunned. Some came to pick up the goods, some came to discuss joining with a machine, and some asked whether to join with a machine."

"How did you answer?"

"I asked them all to come after two o'clock in the afternoon, I can't handle it." Jiang Min replied domineeringly.

It's a smart way to push it to others if you can't handle it.

"Then is there any guy who came to pick you up?" Wan Feng admired Luan Feng's character of daring to shoot.

Immediately, Jiang Min blushed, stood up and chased Luan Feng.

This kind of reaction made Wan Feng's heart skip a beat, and he must have had this reaction.

Wan Feng let the turbulent boys in Wahou listen to him. He has an urban household registration, so don't be a toad and eat swan meat.

Is there still audacity?

Although urban hukou is useless and even less valuable than rural hukou in a few decades, it is now an insurmountable gap between rural and urban areas.

Wan Feng felt that he had to remind Jiang Min that Qing Dou's flower should not bloom indiscriminately, and that she had to go back to the town to open it. If she opened it here, he would not be able to explain to her parents.

The wall clock on the wall rang twice, and after the ringing, Wan Feng saw a group of women appearing at the gate of Luan Feng's house.

The time was accurate enough, Jiang Min asked them to come at two o'clock and they came by the clock.

There were a total of six women who entered the room, none of them from the Wahou team.

These people include those behind the mountain, those in front of the depression, Xiaoshutun and Crouching Tiger Tun, and one of them belongs to Liu Tun.

There are three women in one play, and now there are eight women in this room, enough for three plays.

There was no room for Wan Feng to intervene in a group of women's soldiers, so he ran to the back room to draw clothes.

This time he mainly drew the appearance of jackets, and he drew some that he remembered, and he also drew those that were not. Anyway, clothing is not a fixed thing, and if you draw blindly, it may become a classic.

In his last life, he once saw a famous foreign designer on TV using something like a gauze to wrap around a model's body three times and twice to make clothes. He didn't have much respect for this profession. .

It also looks very tall, pure card bluffing.

Wan Feng had just drawn a few styles when Luan Feng called him from the outside room.

"These four aunts have sewing machines at home, but they can't get rid of them at home and can't bring the machines. They want to take the work home and do it. How do you calculate the manual cost?"

"Ask me about this kind of thing, isn't it the fixed price of 30 cents for a set? It's 10 cents for the trousers and 20 cents for the clothes. If the sewing machine is not here, there is no sewing machine wear and tear money."

Luan Feng scratched her head: "I was confused by the noise."

"Oh, by the way, **, is there anyone from the county to pick up the clothes today?" Wan Feng suddenly remembered this matter.

Jiang Min shook his head.

It didn't come, maybe it wasn't finished, but even if it wasn't sold out, there probably wasn't much left when the factory got off work this afternoon.

"Feng'er, then send some of the cut clothes to them. Before 8 o'clock tonight, return as many as you have made. I can take them away tomorrow morning, otherwise Mrs. Xia may be out of stock tomorrow."

The cut fabrics were all bundled into small bundles with strips of cloth, and Luan Feng immediately distributed the bundles one by one.

Of the two who came with sewing machines, one was behind the mountain and the other was behind the valley. Instead of leaving, they sat down and started working.