Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

　　 Xiao Jun and Wan Feng returned to the supply and marketing agency first, and Xiao Dexiang came soon after.

Xiao Dexiang frowned when he saw the large rack of Wanfeng bicycle: "Which of you is a horse-drawn cart, it must be a large cart to make it like this. This is almost equivalent to scrap, and it is a bit difficult to repair it. But it is a bit difficult to repair. It’s not that it’s impossible to get it. You have to get this stuff in the factory for a little heating treatment, and then bend and straighten. If it doesn’t work, you have to solder it. It's estimated that it will cost a few dollars."

　　 "How much does it cost?" Wanfeng cares about this. If it's too expensive, he won't plan to get it.

　　 Xiao Jun's second uncle thought for a moment: "The factory probably has to charge two or three yuan for working hours, and it is guaranteed not to be more than this amount."

　　 After hearing that it was only two or three yuan, Wanfeng gave a sigh, took five yuan from his pocket and patted it in the hands of Uncle Xiao Dexiang.

　　 "Uncle Xiao, you have to find someone to get into the factory. In addition to paying your factory's working hours, you will buy the rest of the money and give it to the helping master."

　　 Xiao Dexiang patted Wan Feng on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I will take it to the factory. I guess it will take no more than two hours. I promise to make you look like new before noon."

　　 After talking, pick up the big shelf and leave.

　　 "Wait, I have to change this big frame."

　　What Wanfeng wants to change is the beam of the big shelf.

　　 His current height and the bike seat are a bit awkward. Even if he rides a big pole, he has to twist his butt. He wants to lower the beam by about ten centimeters.

　　Only in this way can he have a majestic appearance by riding a big pole.

　　 He told his second uncle Xiao Jun of his request, and how to change it was their business.

　　 Xiao Dexiang took the big shelf away, and Wan Feng and Xiao Jun sat under the big tree outside the Gushan Supply and Marketing Cooperative’s car repair shop while watching the ants go up the tree while pulling idle eggs.

　　 Liang Wanze ran into the supply and marketing agency to watch people play chess, and a group of stinky chess players were blushing with thick necks.

　　 The two of them held a two-cent popsicle in each hand, and they screamed.

　　 In the car repair shop, the master is repairing Wanfeng's bicycle with his own hands.

　　 "I plan to go to Qingshan during the summer vacation. My third aunt lives in Qingshan. Will you go?" The popsicles couldn't stop Xiao Jun's mouth.

　　 Wanfeng looked at Xiao Jun and blinked.

　　 Is this guy going to Aoyama this year? Is it early?

　　 "I'm not going anymore, I still have a lot of things to do during the summer vacation."

　　 "Is there anything else after the holiday?" Xiao Jun was very puzzled.

　　 The ambition of Anzhi Honghu!

　　 "Make money, what to spend without money?"

　　 "Doesn't your mother give you postage every month?" Xiao Jun already knows about Wanfeng's situation. He knows that Wanfeng's family mails ten yuan to Wanfeng every two months.

　　 "I'm an adult now, and it's a shame to spend my family's money, I want to make my own money."

　　 "Your kid is too awkward, so I swear around, I am older than you, I often spend money at home, isn't it even more embarrassing."

　　 "You can find a way to earn it."

　　 "How to earn? No." Xiao Jun scratched Jian Liang's head, and every summer he would shave him a bald and Lao Liang said it was cool, but it was actually an effort to save trouble.

　　 "When you come to the Gushan Bazaar during the summer vacation, you will follow me and you will see it. I can't say that there is too much in a summer vacation. I guarantee you can make ten yuan."

　　 Xiao Jun's eyes lit up when he brushed the ground: "So many!"

　　 Wanfeng curled his lips: "Looking at your unpromising appearance, ten yuan is enough? Remember to be a bit high like Xiaogushan."

　　 Xiao Jun turned his head suspiciously to look at the little lonely mountain behind him. When did this hill have a height?

　　 Time flows by unconsciously like running water.

　　 The teacher who completed the task first.

Wan Feng did not expect that a bottle of wine could generate such a large amount of energy. Unexpectedly, the master had pulled out a half-new wheel for him from the tattered pile. He only changed a dozen spokes to become a complete wheel. One item saved Wanfeng several bucks.

　　 The last two new inner and outer tires plus the messy accessories and repair costs, etc., Wan Feng only spent 15 yuan in the repair shop.

　　 Don't underestimate the fifteen dollars. At that time, pork was only 67 cents per catty, and cadre-level talents smoked more than two cents, and they only paid two dollars for a pair of ordinary leather shoes.

　　 This fifteen dollars is enough for a family to live a month with a lot of money.

At ten o’clock, Xiao Jun’s second uncle also brought the big shelf. In addition to basically restoring it and lowering the height of the beam according to Wanfeng’s requirements, Wan Feng was overjoyed that Xiao Jun and his second uncle even sprayed the big shelf. The paint is still dark green.

　　 Except for the bicycles in the postal system, which were green, the rest of the bicycles were all black.

　　 "The pumps produced by our factory are in this color. I will spray you a green one if there is no black one for a while." Xiao Dexiang seemed a little embarrassed.

　　 "This is good, the green one looks better." Wanfeng really doesn't care as long as the hat is not green and nothing else is green.

　　 "Uncle Xiao, is the money enough? If you don't speak up, money is not a problem." At this moment, how does Wanfeng feel that he has a lot of charm.

"Enough is enough. The factory charged three yuan for the processing fee. For the remaining two yuan, I bought cigarettes and wine for the other masters who helped me. Everyone at UU reading www.uukanshu.com was very happy. I wish I had more. Do this kind of work."

　　 Talk in a hurry, Wan Feng’s head suddenly came to light.

　　 "Uncle Xiao! I really have something in my hand, I wonder if your factory can pick it up?"

　　 Xiao Dexiang immediately came to the spirit: "Let's talk and listen."

　　 Wanfeng immediately ran into the supply and marketing cooperative and called Liang Wan out, and bought some fruits from the fruit stall of the supply and marketing cooperative and brought them to the car repair shop.

　　 Wanfeng introduced Liang Wan and Xiao Dexiang to each other, and a group of people started to talk freely while eating fruits.

　　 "Our Wahou team will have to do a batch of molds, about a few hundred to a thousand sets. I wonder if you are interested in the next? One by one."

　　 "What kind of mold is it? What is the size and weight?"

"It's the brick mold. It shouldn't require any high-tech content, but the specific size is not yet certain. I can only say that the size is about this big to this." Wanfeng draws a scale from one foot to two feet by hand. Frame.

　　 "How do you do it if you have a size?"

　　 "When our captain starts to figure out this problem, let him come to you to study it. I guess it will be designed in a few days."

　　 "That's OK, we'll contact again when the time comes." Xiao Dexiang and Wan Feng Liang Wan waved goodbye.

　　 The master has already installed Wanfeng’s bicycle and rode a lap by himself.

　　 "It's not bad, it feels pretty good, and it doesn't run off at all."

　　 Wanfeng also went up and rode a lap, and the ride felt really good, very brisk and not lost to the new car at all.

　　 After bidding farewell to the teacher, Wan Feng and Liang Wan set foot on the way home.

　　 Wanfeng no longer rides a carriage when he has a bicycle. He rides a bicycle, but he can only ride a big pole out of the seat.