Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

January 9, 1981, the fourth day of the lunar new year.

When he woke up in the morning, Wan Feng felt his throat was dry, and one nostril was a little stuffy. This was the rhythm of wanting to catch a cold again.

It is probably the result of the brazier being baked at Liang Wan's house last night and then being swept away by the wind when he came out.

Illness is a bastard, and you must not take it seriously. The more you take it seriously, the more trouble it will follow you.

Wan Feng didn't care if his nose was open or not, and ran to the river to exercise as usual.

The most important thing about exercising is to persevere. It is absolutely impossible to practice three days in winter and three days in summer.

After nearly an hour of high-intensity exercise, I feel a lot more comfortable after sweating.

After going home, I changed my sweaty clothes and came to the Wahou team headquarters after dinner, only to find that there were students from my team and Waqian waiting there.

Wan Feng took these early classmates to Luan Feng's house to fetch the couplets he picked out yesterday.

After seven o'clock, the students came one after another.

Went to the Gushan Bazaar, Wanfeng didn't plan to sell clothes, and after all the people arrived, a group of people rushed to Gushan.

The students behind the mountain waited at the entrance of the team behind the mountain, and the two teams continued to set off after they converged.

The top of Pingshan was covered with snow, emitting subtle rays of light in the newly rising sun.

Under the fox fairy cave, there is a solemn and solemn scene. Some people are burning incense and praying, but I don't know what they are praying for.

When passing by here, Wan Feng silently recited a few words of Fox Fairy Blessing.

The Yina River is now covered with thick ice, and someone has kicked up the sand on the ice surface of the crossing, making a crackling sound under the feet.

A group of students is never lonely walking, laughing and joking, playing and skiing on the ice.

Compared with these energetic classmates, Wan Feng was as calm as a teacher leading a tour, reminding these lynx beasts not to fall into the ice hole from time to time.

At this time, no one can die from falling into the ice hole, because the water is shallow, but it is guaranteed that the nose will be bruised and swollen, and it is possible to freeze the younger brother.

The orchards in Heyan Village have lost their autumn fruits, leaving only leafless tree trunks rustling in the cold wind.

Seeing these fruit trees, Wan Feng wondered if he should buy some fruits for the New Year.

Xiao Jun had already taken up a place at the entrance of the market, and was arguing with a few people who were going to the market.

The entrance of the market is usually a prime location of the market, where the flow of people is the most and the speed of selling things is also the best.

Xiao Jun took a look at the length of fifteen or six meters on the left and right sides of the market entrance, and naturally some people will have opinions.

But it's useless to have opinions. At that time, the land in the market was not bought with money at all. Whoever came early would occupy it. If it didn't work, it would be as big as a fist.

Of course Xiao Jun's fist was a bit smaller than adults', but Wan Feng's fist was much bigger when he appeared with the 20th and 30th people.

Even if they are adults, they have no chance of winning against teenagers in their thirties, fourteen or fifteen years old.

Wan Feng introduced Xiao Jun and his classmates to each other, and then still distributed a piece of cloth to each of them, and spread them on the ground side by side.

Even if you don’t set up a stall, you still have to occupy a space first.

As long as the place is occupied, there will be no more disputes.

Zhu Ping came here with Luan Jianshe, and Wan Feng set up a stall for them three meters away from his own site.

When the market starts to fill up, all the stalls are spread out, and there is another sea of ​​red.

Yesterday, the Black Reef Bazaar had accumulated some experience for Wan Feng and his classmates, so today they did not have the panic and methodical way of coping with the chaotic flow of people as when there were many people.

The focus of Wan Feng's care today is Zhu Ping, who has never sold anything in the market, and he seems to be in a hurry.

He dumped the goods on the doily, and his face and neck turned red when several girls asked for the price.

This is where business is done.

Wan Feng neatly arranged the commodities he brought by category, and immediately the scene changed significantly, and the colorful ones were also very eye-catching.

His small stall first attracts little girls whose pockets are cleaner than their faces. After all, those colorful and cheap plastic necklaces and bracelets are the most attractive to women.

It's a pity that they didn't have the money to squat around and look around for a long time, but they didn't sell one.

Instead, they opened lighters. These lighters were very different in shape from the gasoline-burning lighters sold by the supply and marketing cooperatives at that time. There were several styles that were very beautiful.

However, the price of 50 cents is incomparable to that of a supply and marketing cooperative that costs 10 cents a lighter.

"The lighter from Xiangjiang, huh? I don't know where Xiangjiang is? Xiangjiang is a bustling place, where women walk on the street in summer without clothes, don't you believe it? Really! Seeing the woman on the lighter No, just wear this kind of clothes. Here is only a lighter with this pattern. It’s not that you don’t have it, or you dare not sell it. You should be careful when you buy it and use it in front of others. And don’t let your daughter-in-law see it. She makes you kneel on the washboard. .”

A person who looked like he had some status and Wan Feng laughed obscenely at the same time, and then bought the lighter with the bikini girl on it.

Zhu Ping was completely speechless, what kind of mouth did this nephew open.

The next step is to fool a few girls, and they each bought a plastic bracelet.

After that, people from Zhuping's small stall kept coming to buy things one after another, and the fastest delivery was actually the key chain.

The key chains with some small decorations on them, Zhu Ping sold more than 30 key chains alone this morning.

The key chain is something that almost all men in the rural areas in the 1980s and 1990s would have such a thing on their waists. It is full of keys that I don’t know if they are useful or not. If they walk in a hurry, they will make a rattling sound.

This thing has existed in the countryside for a long, long time, and even in the era of BP machines, it is still far away from BP machines.

When did this thing start disappearing?

Wan Feng thought for a long time, and vaguely remembered that it was two thousand years later, but he couldn't remember exactly when this thing began to decrease or even disappear.

It didn't affect Wan Feng if he couldn't think of it. Whenever he saw a stall with a lot of people, he would go over to help.

Luan Jianshe's business is quite impressive. The hand-cranked threshing machine he sells has already opened up the market. Farmers know that it saves time and labor. Although the price is a bit expensive, it can be used for many years after buying one. It doesn't cost much, so many people buy it, and there are also wholesales from him.

He can build fifty or sixty threshers in one market interval, and they are sold out in a short time.

He was the first to close the stall.

Of course, he sold them so fast Wanfeng was also happy, he got one yuan for every one he sold.

It's just that this damn uncle seems to have not paid him for a long time, so it seems necessary to beat him again.

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