Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

After he finished his meaning, there was no need to stay at the dinner table and watch Zhang Hai and his grandfather drink. Watching others drink and brag is the most boring thing, so he stood up and walked out of the house to the street.

It was already dark, and the waning moon was like a hook. Except for the occasional barking of dogs, everything was silent.

Wan Feng was thinking of going to the river to exercise his body when his aunt hurried out from behind.

"Accompany me to find Jiang Li, please tell him if there is anything you want him to do, I'm afraid I can't explain clearly."

Wan Feng agreed after thinking about it, which made sense.

The two came to Xigouli and found Jiang Li who was fighting on the court wearing a vest.

Wan Feng sighed after watching for a minute, his future uncle must have been born in the wrong place, if he was born in the United States, he would be a football star by now.

This guy is like a court bulldozer holding the ball and rampaging on the court.

Zhang Xian was knocked over by him, if he hit him with his current physique, he would probably be paralyzed.

In order to continue the life of others, Zhu Yan called Jiang Li out.

Jiang Li came all steamy.

"Have you seen the days of Shangliang?" Wan Feng cut to the chase.

"Look, I can see that the date is August 16th."

The days you look at are always lunar calendars.

"So how much is it today?"

"Today is the twenty-first and the thirteenth.

"

So there are still three days, and three days are enough.

"Is your house ready for those copper coins, red cloth, sorghum buns, and so on?"

"It's all ready."

"What kind of money is a copper coin? The best ones are Shunzhi and Taiping Tongbao."

Jiang Li recalled: "It seems to be Shunzhi Tongbao, which was left by my mother before."

In fact, this is just an auspicious name, and it does not necessarily have any practical effect.

"What about the master chef and the dishes that will host the banquet?"

"The master chef has also been found, and he will be in charge of the dishes when the time comes."

There is no place to buy vegetables in this period, and it is estimated that the master chef has a way.

Chickens don't pee, do they have their own way?

Wan Feng thought for a while, it seemed that there was nothing more to tell him, and he said that after the house is cleaned up, you can go and live by yourself, and then you want to leave.

Just as he was about to leave, Yang Qilang grabbed him back and said, "Come here for a fight."

"Who are you playing with? With you? Can you run a three-step basket?"

In order to prove that he can run the three-step basket, Yang Qilang rushed to the basket when he wanted to pass the basketball, and started the three-step basket when he rushed into the three-second zone, still shouting slogans.

"one two three."

Seeing waves in Wan Feng's stomach, why is he still counting and running three-step baskets?

"Come on, let's play a game as a team. Zhang Hailao said that you are very good at the game. Let us see it."

Wan Feng shook his head like a Parkinson's syndrome patient: "Do you know why I insist on waiting for you to run three-step basket before I play with you?"

Yang Qilang shook his head: "Why?"

"I'm afraid that I'll be hit by you bastards and I can't take care of myself. You guys are playing basketball. You're just playing rugby. In order for me to live healthy and become a pillar of the country in the future, if you are skilled at three-step layups Before, I was determined not to play with you, goodbye!"

After finishing speaking, Wan Feng turned around and ran, like a galloping rabbit, he ran across the small river and into the ditch in one breath.

When passing by the front of a house, a strange machine sound came from the courtyard. Wan Feng stepped back and looked in through the open courtyard door, and saw his future brother-in-law in the open space in front of the house. What are you busy with?

More than half of the Wahou team is on the court. What is he doing at home?

Wan Feng raised his legs and entered the yard. When he got closer, he found that Luan Jianshe was using a small machine to bend some small cylinders as thick as teacups.

Isn't this the cylinder on the hand thresher!

Not to mention that the small cylinder bending machine that Luan Jianshe made according to his suggestion is very easy to use, and one can be bent in a blink of an eye, and the produced cylinder is about the same size.

Seeing Wan Feng coming, Luan Jianshe smiled and said, "What do you think of me making this thing?"

"Very good, very good, very standard, how many threshers have you made now?"

Luan Jianshe stood up without saying a word and led Wan Feng into the west room of his house.

Good guy! There are a pile of hand threshers on the kang, at least forty or fifty.

"Why don't you take it out and sell it? It's not a problem if you pile it up. Are you selling one?"

"Our team, Yuan Shan's family and Zhang Hongkun's family, bought one, but didn't sell the other one. Where can we sell it?"

Co-author, he only knows how to make but not how to sell.

"Tomorrow is the fourteenth. Gushan is a market. Take it to the market and sell it."

"How to sell it, I have never sold anything."

well! He still has to teach them how to sell things, he's been too old this day.

"Well, tomorrow you get a cart and push all these things to the market, and I'll sell them for you."

"Push them all away?"

"Can you still sell three or two? What do you mean by selling a fart?"

"Then you won't go to school tomorrow?"

"Wednesday afternoon is the day off tomorrow. It's half a day if you don't go to school or not."

It is estimated that Zhou Xiaowen will have a talk with himself, and he has indeed asked for a lot of leave these days.

"I'll wait for you at the team headquarters at seven o'clock tomorrow, and I'm leaving."

Coming out of Luan Jianshe's house, Wan Feng glanced at Luan Feng's house, of course at the mansion.

The electricity in the mansion had already been turned on, so there was a light on inside, shining light on the uncured concrete floor.

But even the flat ground looks uneven under the light.

The smell of paint on the window frame is much lighter, and it is estimated that there will not be much smell tomorrow.

The Wangs and their sons seemed to be doing the job wrongly. Didn’t they first paint the window frame and then press the glass?

Wan Feng only discovered this problem, isn't this upside down!

Luan Feng and Jiang Min ran out together.

"How many days will it take to move in? We can't wait."

These guys who can't wait for beans to rot.

"It won't take a few days, and we can move in when the ground is dry."

Luan Feng and Jiang Min jumped up and down like two grasshoppers.

The sewing workshop in this building occupies the largest area, accounting for more than half of the building. It is estimated to be about 70 square meters. This area can accommodate at least 30 to 40 sewing machines.

But Luan Feng now has only eight machines including those that haven't been assembled, which is too little.

If the two machines were not transferred to Luan Ying, there would only be ten machines, which would not be enough for anything.

It is too slow to count on Zheng Yong's speed. According to his current speed of making machines, he can get at most five or six machines by the end of the year. Where can he find some sewing machines?

I don't know if the county quilt factory has any unnecessary sewing machines and asked someone to get a few back.

This task should be handed over to Zhou Bingde or Bai Liyun. Their circle does not know if they have contact with the clothing factory. If there is contact, it should not be a big problem to get a few sets through the back door.

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