Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

"You're really patient. I still think you're plotting something wrong." Looking at Zhan Honggui's disappearing back, Han Guangjia complained.

"Stop it! Be careful if you talk nonsense again, I'll go back and tell Liang Hongying that you have something to do outside."

"She won't believe it!"

"That depends on who said it. She wouldn't believe me if I said it clearly? Women are inherently suspicious."

"Fuck, you kid is full of bad water!"

"Third brother, you must be in menopause, right? There have been a lot of words recently. Is there a change in personality or is there some need in your heart?"

"With you every day, even a dumb person will be influenced by you to open his mouth to speak."

"What do you mean? You mean I'm talking nonsense?"

"It's not nonsense, it's nonsense!"

What comprehension ability, my sentence is bullshit? Isn't this all useful!

After Zhan Honggui left, Wan Feng began to worry about the boat. He really couldn't handle it.

Buy it, it will definitely not be sold in a short time.

It's enough for a long time, this thing is not a truck that sells as soon as it is sold.

It's useless to drive back, and he doesn't need to ship the goods, even if he hires someone to drive to Heihe, he will throw them on the riverside. It is estimated that no one will buy this stuff.

If he didn't drive back, he didn't have the time to stay here to deal with this thing. Dimitri's manifest was still in his hands.

It seems that this thing is not very easy to sell even if it is a scrap product. Can you find a buyer if you sell it as a whole? It takes time to hire someone to dismantle and sell.

After much deliberation, Wan Feng finally decided that it would be better to follow the example of Mao Zi and simply give it to the military, so as to make them a headache.

"Comrade Jiang, someone may come to pull the beans in the afternoon. Can the migrant workers get on the boat to unload the beans?"

There should be some confidentiality measures or something, Wan Feng has to ask.

Comrade Jiang shook his head: "The migrant workers can't see the tanks in the soybeans, and let the soldiers go in and bag them."

Sure enough, that's the case.

"I'm going to carry forward the style of this boat, and I'm giving it to you, can you send me a medal or something?"

Even if you send the boat, you have to get something back.

"You want to give us this boat?"

"You don't want it? If you don't want it, I'll sell the waste product, and I can't drive this thing back."

"Of course I do. Why isn't this boat worth one hundred and eighty thousand yuan? You know how tight the military's budget is."

"Is it worth 100,000 to 80,000? Comrade Jiang, even if I give it to you for nothing, we have to speak with conscience. You paid 50,000 to 60,000 for a car. Are you ashamed to say that my big boat is worth 100,000 to 80,000?" "

Comrade Jiang looked at Wan Feng like an idiot: "Anyway, you gave it to us, so does it make sense for it to be one million?"

"Why is it meaningless? If it is a medal, one hundred and eighty thousand will be copper, and one million will be gold."

"What copper and gold, let me thank you on behalf of the military."

"Don't wait, you haven't told me to give me a medal yet? If you don't have a first class, you can get a second class, right?"

"Haha, it's a pity that there is no precedent in the army for awarding medals to non-soldiers? Why don't we give you a model banner and certificate of honor for supporting the army?"

What's the use of that?

I can wear the medal to show off, but what should I do with the pennant? Wearing a pennant and going out to show off? That person still doesn't call me crazy!

It's over, I'm afraid there is no hope for the medal, if I knew it would be like this, I wouldn't give it to them.

Seeing Wan Feng's disappointed face, Comrade Jiang comforted Wan Feng: "Don't worry, the military won't lose you."

Someone is dismissed like this for the time being.

"The remuneration for tanks and infantry vehicles will be included in the steel money, and will be transferred to you this month."

A tank and an infantry vehicle Wanfeng only cost 200,000 yuan, which is a price of conscience, which is basically equivalent to learning from Leifeng.

Although he also made some money, he really didn't make much. These two things add up to more than 70 tons. According to the standard of more than 2,000 tons of scrap steel, it is equivalent to selling scrap steel.

This also gave away a cargo ship for nothing.

It seems to be accompanied by inside and outside.

This business is done,

Has a wife and kids.

It really doesn't make sense for the military not to give him some rewards.

When it was dark, Zhan Honggui came back and told Wan Feng that the matter was done.

Tomorrow Ma Fei will bring people and cars over to load the food.

"How much profit did you give him?"

"As you said, in the end I gave him 2/7 of the profit."

Seven-half of the profit, the man named Ma Fei doesn't need to sell these grains to other channels, even if he sells them to the grain depot for a catty and removes the labor freight, there is at least a two-cent profit.

It is estimated that one day was freed up, and I made three thousand yuan.

For Wan Feng, it doesn't look like much.

At around 7:30 the next morning, a slightly fat middle-aged man in his forties came to Zhan Honggui's house on a motorcycle.

This person is Ma Fei.

Wan Feng is not very interested in Ma Fei himself, but he is interested in the motorcycle he rides.

Because this motorcycle came out of his Nanwan factory, unexpectedly it was sold here.

Ma Fei's car is very well maintained. Although it was covered with a little dust when it arrived, it can be seen that it has been wiped frequently, and the spokes of the wheels have no signs of embroidery.

The only shortcoming is that the lampshade of the turn signal on the left is damaged, and it is glued with transparent glue.

It is estimated that it was dropped or scratched.

For those who could afford to ride a motorcycle in 1987, when walking on the street, you can hold your head high and be supercilious.

Of course, you have to look at Dao'er to make sure that you don't hit the tree as the standard.

Not to mention how awesome it is.

In his last life, Wan Feng bought a motorcycle in 1996, Dayang 90.

At that time, motorcycles were nothing new, but they could still be coaxed.

"Uncle Ma! How old did you pay for this motorcycle?"

"More than eight thousand!" Ma Fei's voice was loud, afraid that others could not hear clearly.

Very normal price.

"How long have you bought it?"

"More than a month."

"How about riding?"

Ma Fei patted the seat cushion of the motorcycle: "Okay! Great horsepower and fast speed. Jiangwei 70 and Jialing 70 are not rivals at all. Brother, want to buy a Qiqi? It's not easy to buy. Fuyuan County Department Store Ten of them were bought in a month, and they were all sold out in one afternoon, and I had to ask someone to spend a lot of effort to get such a car, and the second batch has not yet arrived."

According to the common people's standard, running fast is enough.

Is this motorcycle selling so well?

The ones that went offline on May 1st have been in short supply by now?

"Little brother, if you want to buy one, I'll ask someone to go through the back door for you, and the next batch will get you one?"

Wan Feng shook his head: "I can't afford it."

Does he have to buy it if he wants to ride it?

"You can't afford it? I heard Brother Zhan talk about you. You are a capable person!"

"Hehe, capable people are not counted, just eat for nothing."

"Uncle Ma, when will your people come?"

"Come at eight o'clock, forty people, five trucks, is it enough for a seven-ton car?"

People don't seem to use it, but there don't seem to be many cars.

Five 7-ton trucks can transport 35 tons at a time. From here to the Fuyuan County Grain Depot twice a day, nothing happened.

It is estimated that it will be almost the same today, depending on the speed of loading bags in the boat.

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