Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Although it was only 70,000 to 80,000 yuan per person, everyone in the team was happy, and everyone happily went home for the New Year with their bonuses and jobs.

After the group had a holiday on the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month, someone began to make arrangements for the Chinese New Year.

For some reason this year, he suddenly became interested in Zhang Luo's Chinese New Year, leading his son and daughter to work hard.

Go to the market and buy vegetables haggling with the vegetable vendors, making the vegetable vendors in the entire market very happy.

The scene where Boss Wanda was negotiating with the vegetable vendors because of ten cents was a rare scene at all.

"Go! Why are you all around me? I'm not in the mood to bargain? You dealers, if I don't bargain, you won't take me for a ride. How dare you ask me for a dollar and a half for this broken pepper? Isn’t this just staring at the bear? Can it be sold for a dollar?”

The stall owner didn't give a little face just because the other party is the boss of Wanda: "I won't sell it! Buy it wherever you like."

"Hehe! I just bought it from you today. Can I sell it? If I don't sell it, I won't leave. Anyway, I have a lot of skills. I'll ink you here. If I can't buy it, don't let anyone else buy it."

The stall owner didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm talking about Mr. Wan! People say that the richer people are, the more stupid they are. I didn't believe it before. Didn't you just make me doubt life?"

"Stop talking nonsense, will you sell it or not?"

"If you buy more than ten catties, it will be one yuan and three for you. If you think it is expensive, you can go to whomever you like."

One yuan three is cheaper than one yuan fifty. Someone cheerfully bought ten catties of green peppers, and of course he had to choose the good ones.

On the morning of the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, a certain person came here in this way. He bought all the vegetables and meat at the market, and his Great Wall car's trunk was full.

Wan Chongyang thought Lao Tzu was ashamed and couldn't get out of the car, only Wan Yu, wearing a rabbit hat, hopped around and followed Lao Tzu around.

Wan Feng feels that he has not lived a normal life for a long time, and now he feels that his life seems to have been separated from the public and become abnormal.

It's finally back to normal today.

That's the way life is supposed to be.

When I got home and unloaded the goods,

Wan Chongyang ran to his mother and complained: "My dad is like an old farmer in the market, bargaining with people for a dime and a dime. It's embarrassing."

"Oh! You little bastard, you forgot your last name after a few days of full food. What's wrong with the old farmer? Your father, my grandfather, and I were all farmers back then, and they are still farmers now. You dare to despise farmers, so who? I cut him, packed up for the new year, and turned against him."

Luan Feng and Zhang Xuan laughed haha.

It's been a long time since they saw Wan Feng's current farmer's appearance, and they feel very kind.

After lunch, Wan Feng put on a big padded jacket, completely dressed himself up as a farmer, and drove the half of the truck that was specially used as a truck out of the garage.

It seems that these two halves have not been opened for several years. He thought that starting it might be a lot of trouble, so he didn't want to press the battery and twist the key twice to start it.

OK! It all works! No wonder the gangsters in the Middle East like this stuff.

In the afternoon, he was going home to buy firecrackers and beer, and the car was perfect for transportation.

In the past years, You Shuiping delivered him home on three wheels, but this year he plans to pull it by himself, so as to thoroughly experience the life back then.

"Dad! Wait for me, I'll go too."

Wan Yu ran out of the house flamboyantly, the little girl will be eight years old in this year, and she has already begun to know how to look in the mirror.

"Dad bought firecrackers in the afternoon. There are so many people that you don't know when you can come back, so don't follow and stay at home."

Wan Yu was very obedient and waved goodbye to Wan Feng.

Wan Feng did not stop at You Shuili's shop below, but drove directly to his family's warehouse in the fish pond on the back mountain of Xiaoshutun.

There are also a lot of people here, and there are all kinds of cars parked in the yard of the warehouse.

There are light cards, half-cuts, and micro-faces.

Those who come here to buy firecrackers pay a lot, and the minimum price is several thousand yuan, and those who buy firecrackers below one thousand yuan can buy them in the front shop.

The firecrackers that Wan Feng wants to buy are over ten thousand, of course he wants to buy them here.

Zhou Liming's public relations department has taken care of the firecrackers used by various companies, so Wan Feng doesn't need to worry about it.

You Shuiping and his three helpers are here. You Shuiping is responsible for introducing products and bargaining prices. After getting the delivery order, several helpers load the firecrackers bought by others into the car outside.

"Xiao Wan is here, you can see what you want first, and wait for me to take care of these two buddies."

You Shuiping has made great progress in language expression in the past two years of business, and can already speak relatively fluent communicative language.

Now there are all kinds of fireworks, and the colorful packaging looks dazzling, but many of them are things that are not changed.

Wan Feng didn't care whether it was changed or not, as long as the cover was different, he would write it on the paper, and wrote dozens of varieties in one round.

Some of these varieties require one and some require two, and there are more than one hundred pieces in one stroke.

The half of it wants to pull back more than one hundred pieces at one time, which is just a daydream, and it may not be able to pull it out in three trips.

You Shuipi assigned a person to fit Wan Feng's half of his car according to Wan Feng's list. The co-pilot, the rear seat and the trunk were all fully loaded, and it only cost 4,000 yuan.

While greeting other buyers, Wan Feng carefully drove out of the warehouse and took the firecrackers home.

My father had already cleared out the house that was specially used for firecrackers during the Chinese New Year, which was far away from home.

Wan Feng dumped the rear end of the car at the door, and the three of them unloaded the firecrackers into the warehouse.

This afternoon, Wan Feng drove the half-drive four times in total, and only then did he get home some of the New Year's firecrackers, tobacco and alcohol.

After sweating profusely, I drove the car into the garage and ran to the bathroom to take a shower.

"What are you trying to do?" Zhang Xuan asked.

"Nothing at all! These years, I feel that I have lived a bit high above, which is not good! Breaking away from the masses is bound to fail. Am I returning to the peasantry?"

Zhang Xuan curled her lips: "I'm full."

Wan Feng didn't just talk casually when he said that he wanted to return to agriculture, but implemented it seriously.

After dinner in the evening, he went out of the house to visit the small shop below, and played a game of mahjong with the villagers for the first time ever.

Although the playing is very small, a small mahjong of one, two or four yuan.

But this is enough to become a major news for Jiang Wei. Mr. Wan, who has always opposed gambling, participated in a mahjong gambling event last night, and lost more than 50 yuan.

Losing a few tens of yuan is nothing to someone, but what is the matter if your waist hurts and your shoulders hurt after playing mahjong in the middle of the night?

This down-to-earth also has a price.