Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Wan Feng didn't take the car, he had to sit next to Xiao Jun, one was to give Xiao Jun some psychological comfort, and the other was that he could reach out in case something happened.

Although Xiao Jun was a little nervous when driving into the county for the first time, he was not in a hurry, and he was even more cautious when he entered the county, and drove the car to the county hospital safely.

It's not far from the construction site here, so Wan Feng didn't follow any further but got off the car and traded with Xia Qiulong.

Now Luan Feng's supply of clothing has been shifted to clothes, and each delivery only has ten or twenty pairs of trousers, which is better than nothing.

The clothes are all jackets of various styles, including some women's clothing.

The retail price of clothes is five yuan, which is more than one yuan for clothes in stores on the market, but the supply is still in short supply.

Luan Feng will no longer be worried about making a few cents for a piece of clothing, and the profit of a piece of clothing is finally too high.

After handing over the clothes, Xia Qiulong took out 1,300 fast money, which was the capital of the 100 watches left by Wan Feng last time, but then he took out 3 million and Feng was a little confused.

What happened to the three hundred yuan?

"Your tape recorder was sold, who do you think it was sold to?"

Hearing that Xia Qiulong had sold the tape recorder, Wan Feng was overjoyed, but the second half of his sentence gave him a bad premonition.

"You don't sell it to my godfather Zhou Bingde again, do you?"

Xia Qiulong smiled wickedly: "Hey hey, why didn't your godfather sell it to him if he had money?"

"Damn it,

Brother, you can't keep grabbing a sheep and plucking it, can you? If things go on like this, my godfather will definitely be turned into kudzu oil by you. "

"Ah? Who is Ge You?"

Ge You... Ge You was only in his twenties in 1980, and he seemed to be in some kind of art troupe. Few people in China knew him. This knowledge is not necessary for popular science, and Wan Feng wisely did not explain it.

No matter who it was sold to, it was sold. Wan Feng took 80 yuan out of the 300 yuan and gave it to Xia Qiulong.

The pre-ordered share cannot be changed.

"Do you still have a watch for how old you are?" Xia Qiulong asked after taking the hundred watches that Wan Feng brought over this time.

Wan Feng thought for a while: "It seems that there are about 200 left, I guess you won't be able to sell them before New Year's Day."

"What? New Year's Day? It's still more than two months before New Year's Day, don't you look down on us brothers! Now each of us brothers can sell an average of one watch, and these 20 people can sell more than 20 watches a day. What are you going to do with two hundred watches?"

Wan Feng did the math, and the more than 200 watches were gone in just eight or ten days.

"I'll go in when you're almost sold out, and I'll buy the goods next week. Don't worry, the goods will be available."

"Get another tape recorder, this thing is a bit expensive, if it is like an electronic watch, it will be sold at such a price."

Isn’t this nonsense? If a tape recorder can cost the same as an electronic watch, then the world will go crazy.

"A lot of young people who are going to get married really want to buy it. Their eyes are full of fire, but it's a pity that they have no money."

If you don't have money, you can only be greedy. Wan Feng can't help him. He has already said that his name is Wan Feng and not Lei Feng.

Xia Qiulong's affairs are over, and it's time for him to go to the next one.

Leaving Xia Qiulong's house, Wan Feng came directly to Zhou Bingde's house with his bag on his back. As soon as he walked to the gate of his house, he heard Liu Wenzheng's coquettish voice coming from the room.

Apparently it came out of that tape recorder, Hua'er caught something funny this time.

Today Wan Feng will not be afraid to see Hua'er, because he brought her another dress, a red, white and black sportswear.

Wan Feng dared to say that Hua'er could like flowers at first sight, and as soon as she liked them, countless female workers in their factory would like them, so the business came again.

Bai Liyun's role as a model has been used, and Zhou Bingde has also used it, and the value of flowers will come next.

It's just that it's really okay for me to use Zhou Bingde's family as models?

"Damn girl, I have something to do this time, listen to it all day long, what's the point of turning it over and over again."

As soon as Wan Feng entered the courtyard, he heard Bai Liyun's roar.

It's a terrible thing for a woman to reach menopause. Hua'er went out to play and Bai Liyun scolded her for not being home all day for such a big girl. Now that she doesn't go out at home, she blames others for listening to music.

There is a saying that misleads many men, saying that women are made of water.

This is pure nonsense, and it's still a lot of nonsense.

"Godmother, who are you angry with?" Wan Feng who entered the door smiled knowingly and asked.

"Xiao Wan is here, who else can I talk to, you sister Hua'er, your godfather got such a big radio from somewhere, this damn girl keeps listening to it every day."

As soon as the door of the back room opened, Hua'er stuck her head out: "That's a tape recorder! A tape recorder! It's not a radio."

"I know it's a tape recorder, I just like to say radio."

You see, it is very reasonable for later generations to say important things three times, but Hua'er said it twice, so naturally her mother will not pay attention.

These girls won't pinch each other, will they?

"Hello, Miss Hua'er."

"not good!"

People don't make smiles with open hands, Hua'er doesn't even give good face to smilers regardless of this set.

"Why is it not good? Tell me, brother, maybe the difficulty will be solved."

"I was going to go out and relax, but I have no clothes to wear."

Demo, come with me, and learn to beat around the bush.

Wan Feng didn't speak, he took off the backpack on his shoulder and put it on the kang, unzipped the zipper, pulled out a piece of clothing from it, and threw it towards Hua'er like a fireball.

"See if the disturbing problem has been resolved?"

Hua'er hurriedly picked it up in her hands, she was overjoyed, turned around and went back to the back room, and the problem disappeared.

Wan Feng continued to take clothes out of the bag.

"Here are the remaining suits. I brought all the seventeen suits left. Godmother, please order."

"What else can you order? Don't worry about your work."

Don't worry, it's the rules of the business world to face the money and the goods.

When Bai Liyun finished counting the numbers, Hua'er came out with a blushing face, put on her new clothes, and walked around in the middle of the ground twice.

"Smelly!" Bai Liyun unceremoniously gave a two-word objective evaluation.

"It's beautiful!" Wan Feng didn't let Hua'er's little face droop immediately.

"Sister Hua'er, if the sisters in your factory are interested in what you want to do, you will give you a commission of 50 cents for each piece. I remember that I asked you to do this last time. You seem to A piece of clothing is missing."

Hua'er was embarrassed: "I forgot last time. The sisters in our factory really have something to do. Don't worry, I won't forget this time. I promise to draw a batch for you."

When Hua'er left the house, Wan Feng also came out. He wanted to go to the textile printing and dyeing factory to buy a batch of fabrics, and Yan Shishi promised to get him some dyes.

He wants to use these dyes to dye those off-print cloths so that they can be used.

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