Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Wan Feng saw Liu Lanyu's hesitation, and he felt that it was time for him to speak. It was too uncomfortable for the two sides to keep stretching like this.

"Aunt Liu, how about this, let me tell you a plan, how about you?"

Liu Lanyu looked at Wan Feng intently and did not speak.

"I ate all of your artificial cotton, and the price will be the same as your original purchase price, so that you have no loss on the artificial cotton and you have recovered all the funds. As a condition, you will pay a symbolic price for those sewing machines." How about some money?"

This plan is very tempting to Liu Lanyu. Those hot potatoes can be sold at once. Now that the cost has been recovered, those who oppose her have nothing to say.

Just how much does the symbolic fee for a sewing machine represent?

"What is the nominal price of those sewing machines?"

"Five dollars!"

"Five yuan!" Liu Lanyu almost flew up.

"This is also much higher than selling scrap iron. These machines can be sold for a few cents for scrap iron."

"Isn't that the same as giving you away for nothing?"

"Aunt Liu, you can't think like this. I ate more than 10,000 yuan of rayon here, which helped you solve a big problem. It stands to reason that you should give away these sewing machines for free, even if you give them away for free. It’s only more than six hundred yuan, not to mention I’ll pay you back.”

Liu Lanyu fell into a few minutes of thinking.

"Isn't this the same thing? The problem of rayon has been solved, but there will still be people in our factory who make a fuss about sewing machines."

"How does this even matter? Artificial cotton is a backlog commodity,

Sewing machines are junk for disposal, it's not the same thing at all, would anyone use scrap to attack someone? Then this level is probably too low. "

What Wan Feng said seemed to make sense.

"How does five yuan get into the account?"

"You shouldn't ask me about this kind of thing. You have been in this factory for so many years, if you can't solve this problem, then you should hand over the power of the factory manager to someone else."

I helped you solve a huge burden. You don’t even understand the price of some waste products. The factory manager is really meaningless in front of you. You might as well go home and take care of your children.

When Zhou Bingde sent the liberation vehicle, the matter on Wan Feng's side had been settled.

The sewing machine was loaded onto the truck, along with twenty bales of rayon.

A bundle of rayon is equivalent to the length of a piece of cloth, but much thicker than a piece of cloth.

Wan Feng and Liu Lanyu agreed that the next time he came, he would take away the rest of the rayon at once. This time, he didn't bring that much money with him, only more than 1,000 yuan.

A bundle of these rayon cottons was more than 50 yuan, and he could only pack 20 bundles back with the money he brought.

Zhou Bingde's driver was already very familiar with Wan Feng. He went with Zhou Bingde to the house of Wan Feng's aunt when Liang and Zhu Ping got married.

After leaving the quilt factory, the truck drove around to the textile printing and dyeing factory. Wan Feng purchased ten bolts of nylon there.

Passing by Wujiaohua Company, Wan Feng went in to find the mechanic who repaired the sewing machine, and hired him for five yuan a day to repair the sewing machine.

Even though Wan Feng can make do with repairing sewing machines, he is not professional after all, and there are so many sewing machines that still need professional people.

When the car arrived in front of Luan Feng's house, the sewing machine, artificial quilt and nylon thick were unloaded in a hurry.

But when she learned that Wan Feng bought more than 6,000 meters of artificial cotton, Luan Feng's jaw almost dropped.

"Why do you buy so much rayon? Can we digest so much?"

Wan Feng didn't care at all: "If you can't digest this year, there will be next year. If you can't digest next year, there will be the year after. There will always be a day when you can digest it."

Wan Feng really didn't intend to digest the artificial cotton in one winter.

This is impossible at all, these artificial cotton can make two thousand ski jackets, where can we find so many buyers.

"How much will it cost?"

It’s nothing to save some money, money is what you earn and you need to use it, isn’t it waste paper if you don’t use it?

The sewing machines were moved to the finished product warehouse and placed all over the floor, and the repairman surnamed Feng hired by Wan Feng started working when he arrived.

His task is to diagnose the thirteen sewing machines, record the accessories for purchase if they need accessories, and dismantle the east wall to make up for the west wall if there are no accessories.

Wan Feng's preliminary plan is that as long as five of these sewing machines can be used, he will make a lot of money.

Now that the raw materials for making the ski jacket are complete, Luan Feng cut out a women's ski jacket according to the pattern drawn by Wan Feng, and then chose a piece of red nylon material.

Originally, these nylons and nylons were all that old blue color. The director of the printing and dyeing workshop of the textile printing and dyeing factory did not know what happened to his head, but dyed a few horses of other colors, including grass green, sky blue and red.

After these things were printed and dyed, they were thrown in the sample library, and Wan Feng bought them together because he didn't want to be discovered by Wan Feng.

When Wan Feng came out of the room where the sewing machine was repaired, this problem had already begun to be sewn on the ski jacket.

"Why did you make a red one?" Wan Feng asked in surprise.

"I want to wear one first." Luan Feng did it herself after cutting it out, stepping on the sewing machine.

"Do you know the consequences of wearing this red one?"

"What are the consequences? Isn't it just a red dress?"

"Master must be wearing it when she wants to get married. She is in a hurry, Master..." Li Erman suddenly thought of Wan Feng's grim-faced words about those bad tricks to make a bridal chamber, and immediately shut up.

She doesn't want to be kept up all night by this little monster on the night of her wedding, she firmly believes that the little monster will definitely do what she says, if her wedding night is disturbed by this guy, it will be a waste of time!

Wan Feng remembered that there was a movie called "Red Dresses Popular on the Street" in the 1980s, which was about girls breaking through all kinds of obstacles and finally wearing red dresses to the streets. The movie was released in 1985.

It was only in 1985 that the people of Dudu dared to wear red skirts to the streets. Luan Feng, a woman who is not afraid of big troubles, was ready to wear red ski jackets in the late 1980s!

What a sensational news this is!

Wan Feng regretted buying back the red cloth. Isn't this looking for eggplants without eggs?

When it was getting dark, Luan Feng spent three hours making her first ski jacket. The moment she put it on, all the women in the workshop gasped in amazement.

The proper waistband reveals Luan Feng's perfect waist. The most novel thing is that it also wears a hood. When it runs outside in the field with a little snow, it looks like a ball of rolling flames.

Those women began to look forward to what color ski jacket they should wear to show their beauty.

And Wan Feng looked at Luan Feng who was running wild in the snow and shook his head helplessly.

This woman is hopeless, if he dares to get the things back, she dares to gesticulate on her body, do you think it's worrying!

Just as he was shaking his head, he unexpectedly found Chen Cang riding a bicycle on the village road outside the wall of Luan Feng's house.

This guy came back that day!

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