Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

　　 "Where is your eldest sister?" Wan Feng asked Liang Wan's second daughter, Liang Hong.

　　 Liang Hong tilted his head to look at Wan Feng at about ten years old: "I won't tell you!"

　　 Wanfeng took out two pieces of candy from his pocket like magic: "See you? Tell me there is candy to eat. If you don't tell me, you can only watch."

　　 In the blink of an eye, Liang Hong betrayed her elder sister unscrupulously: "She is angry in the West Room."

　　 Wanfeng stuffed the sugar into Liang Hong's hand, got out of the room and passed the stove into the West House of Liang Wan's house.

　　 Liang Hua was crawling on the kang sulking, and a voice suddenly rang behind her.

　　 "I have discussed with your dad, we will be married in the fall, and we will get married when we reach the age of eighteen."

　　 Liang Hua sprang up as if he had been electrocuted: "Who let you in this room, don't you know this is our sister's room?"

　　 "Cut! You don't have any fear of bare butt, besides, even if you are naked, I will be your future man. Look at what I am afraid of and not an outsider."

　　 Liang Hua cried so much, how come out such a faceless thing.

　　 "Wanfeng! What do you want?"

　　 "Hehe! Why can't you take it anymore? It's nowhere. If you keep showing face to me, I promise you will live very aggrieved."

　　 Liang Hua glared at Wan Feng.

　　 "Don't look at me with that expression. I didn't even touch your clothes. I mainly wanted to ask you, why do you always have opinions on me? I didn't seem to jump into the well with your kid?"

　　 "Who makes you always say that when you grow up, let me be your daughter-in-law!"

　　 "Isn't it that you are the first to pick the leader? I don't mean it. Don't worry, when I grow up, I will have nothing to do with you. You can smile to me now, right?"

　　 "Really! Will you really have no contact with me in the future?"

　　 Wanfeng was speechless.

　　 "I said Liang Hua, even if I don't look good, it's not ugly, right? As for you to have such a big prejudice against me? You all say that I will be a handsome man in the future?"

　　 "Bah! Shameless, they are the eighteenth change of women."

　　 "What kind of logic, you can make 18 changes for your girls, but how many changes we can't change for men? Monkey King still has seventy-two changes!"

　　 Wanfeng's words made Liang Hua laugh.

　　 "You guys sometimes hate people when they talk."

"Hate people! That's because the time between you and me is short, maybe you still want to hit people after it's long! Okay, I've made it clear, so you don't have to look at me anymore. Look at it later. By the time I am about to smile, do you hear? Then take out those eyes looking at the sky to see if I am not disgusting, you, give me a smile first."

　　 After being convinced that Wan Feng's words were not joking, Liang Hua showed a rare smile, although it was not much better than crying.

　　 Wanfeng was unwilling to look at Liang Hua's expression of bitterness and hatred in the future, and he was guilty of being treated by a woman's natural enemy.

　　 settled Liang Hua Wanfeng and returned to the east back room of Liang Wan's home.

　　 Zhang Hai and they obviously have discussed the results.

　　 "Wanfeng! Didn't you say that you have three projects? Tell me about the last one."

　　 Are the first two projects not enough for you to work on?

　　 "The last one is the drink, which is the kind of soda sold in the cooperative." Wan Feng was afraid that they didn't know the meaning of the drink, so he added a comparison product at the end.

　　In the rural market in 1980, the only thing counted as beverages was soda.

　　 Zhang Hai's eyes blinked a dozen times: "Drink! Drink?"

　　 Wanfeng nodded.

　　 "This doesn't seem to have any future. The cooperative sells sodas at most. I drink at most one bottle a year. I drink cold water when I am thirsty in the countryside. Who is willing to spend a few cents on selling sodas."

　　 Drink is really not a necessity in life, especially in the current rural areas, it is just a dispensable thing, Zhang Hai’s worries are not unreasonable.

"There are some commodities you can’t think about like this. You can’t think there is no market for them because you think they’re useless. If you don’t drink them, there will be people who drink them. But this item is not the main one, it’s just a reference, because it The investment conditions are much more complicated than cement tiles and cement bricks. First, there must be a filling mixer, which should be more expensive, and secondly, there must be formulas and raw materials. These things are not easy to get together now, you just listen to them. Knowing that there is such a project, it may not be too late to work when the conditions are ripe in two years."

　　 The beverage market is amazing, but the filling machines and raw materials for beverages were really not easy to find in 1980.

The 　　 filling machine is estimated to be available in the market after two years, and those raw materials, such as molasses and pigments, can only be found in the market after a year’s delay.

　　 If Wanfeng can do well in these two projects after Wahou, they will surely accumulate in two years, and it will not be too late to invest again.

　　 Coca-Cola was really launched in China in 1987, and there are still many years to go.

　　 "My task is completed, it doesn't matter what project I choose. If you have any needs, you can always contact me, but I can't give my idea in vain. I will divide the money when you divide the money in the future."

　　 Bai has no obligation to help him.

　　 "Why don't we ask you to be a consultant, so that you will have no trouble splitting the money at that time, otherwise it is inevitable that there will be people with small belly and chicken intestines among the members will have objections."

　　 This is a good idea~www.ltnovel.com~Zhang Hai They ask him what they don’t understand, and he is just right when he gets the money.

　　 The two sides reached a consensus on a hit.

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　　 Zhang Hai, who is in his thirties, has a young man's enthusiasm. He really wants to lead the villagers to live a good life. Once the project is selected, he will start to get busy.

　　 Choosing a factory site and running a loan to design a factory, he is so busy that he hardly knows who he is.

　　 Zhang Hai was busy hitting the back of his head, but Wan Feng traveled freely, went to school, collected books, rented books, and collected broken glass. This time, he had made up a cart of glass **** in less than a week.

　　 Still Liang Wan drove the car to deliver the broken glass slag, and Song Yuancheng still received the goods.

　　 It was said that after paying the money, Wan Feng and Song Yuancheng talked about chatting, and they got to the broken bicycle in the corner: "Uncle Song, who owns the bicycle by the wall? Don't forget it?"

　　 Hearing that Wanfeng asked about the bicycle, Song Yuancheng smiled bitterly: "Who else can it be here, my chant."

　　 "What's the situation with it? Is it scrapped?"

"I rode it to the street one day last year. In order to hide from a large board, I arched one end under a passenger car. It was run over by the passenger car. The front and rear rims were scooped and the big frame was bent. It became like that. Not anymore."

　　 Wanfeng walked over to lift the deformed bicycle and observed it carefully.

It can be seen from the front of the car label that this is a Baishan brand bicycle produced by Shenyang. The front and rear rims have been severely changed, the tires on it are worn out, and the big frame has been twisted like a twist. The chain of the car has been rusted in a bad way.

　　 The rim can be leveled, and the inside and outside cars have to be replaced. The only thing that is uncertain is the big frame. If the car is not repaired well, it will definitely run off.

　　 "Can you sell it? I bought it for a price."