Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Wan Shuiquan blinked his eyes in disbelief: "That little mirror of yours doesn't earn a dollar, but you earn three hundred and fifty thousand a year? How can you sell as much as you want?"

Wan Shuiming began to explain: "The small mirrors produced by my factory are the reflectors on motorcycles, tricycles, four-wheelers and agricultural vehicles. The net profit I can make for a pair of reflectors is one yuan and twenty cents. The entire Jiangwei Village Wahou Machinery Factory produces about 200,000 motorcycles, three-wheeled motorcycles, and three-wheeled motorcycles. This is 200,000 pairs, and I can earn 245,000 yuan. In addition to the Nanwan AX100 motorcycles and agricultural vehicles produced by the old nephew's factory, there were more than 100,000 output last year, and I earned more than 100,000, and you see that this is more than 300,000."

In Wan Shuiquan's mind, isn't the total 350,000 to 60,000?

"This year, the production of motorcycles in my nephew's factory will increase. At the end of last year, the output reached 200,000 units. So this year, the minimum number of motorcycles in his factory is 200,000 units. By May 1st, there will be another 200,000 units. The production line in Taiwan has reached 400,000 units, and there is a possibility of reaching 600,000 units by the end of the year. Coupled with the production of about 30,000 agricultural vehicles, I will earn more money this year than next year, and it is conservatively estimated that it will not exceed 500,000. "

"Five hundred thousand!"

Wan Shuiquan and Wan Chunrong let out an exclamation.

"Aren't you surprised? Do you think I'm making old money? But there are hundreds of companies like me in this bay, and we only make a small amount of money. Compared with our nephew, I make this little money like a small river." Just like the sea, you ask my nephew how much money does he make a year?"

Wan Shuiquan turned his face to Wan Feng.

"Master! How much money you make is just a number. You go back and discuss it with my elder brother. Come down! I'll also set up a small factory for you. Isn't it good to earn three to four hundred thousand a year?"

Wan Feng didn't mention his income, so he couldn't mention it.

To be honest, I'm afraid of scaring them, so let's talk about him.

Wan Shuiquan's strong belief in his heart has been shaken a little. He used to think that it was good for the two of them to make a living of five to six thousand a year. Do statistics.

"I'll go back and discuss this with my family."

Wan Feng turned to Wan Chunrong: "Auntie! Your family is from an urban area, so you may not be willing to come to the countryside. You go home and discuss with my uncle and my cousins. If you want to come down, you can come down. If you really don't want to come down, just come down." What do you do in Qiqihar, if you really can’t do it, I can get you a few agents and you can earn hundreds of thousands.”

To be honest, Wan Chunrong didn't have any such idea when he came to the countryside, but it was advisable to do something in Qiqihar.

Originally, the eldest son also wanted to do some business, but because he didn't understand the market, he didn't know what to do.

The youngest son has not found a job yet, so he has to come down to do business.

"Can't we get an agent in Arong Banner?"

"There are too few people in your place, and there is no potential for development at all. You go back and discuss with my elder brothers. If you really don't like it, you can only do business."

At this time, the old aunt's meal was ready, and she took the table and started to finish the meal.

Wan Feng sat for a while after eating, then got up to bid farewell to his father and returned home.

Originally, Wan Feng was planning to do some work at home the next day, such as putting up a Spring Festival couplet and setting up a whip, but Zheng Song came here early in the morning.

"Hey! Why are you still here, why don't you go home?"

This year's Spring Festival is a small advance to celebrate the New Year. Without the 30th of the twelfth lunar month, the 29th day is equal to New Year's Eve. Why is this guy still dangling?

"My house has been renovated today, how can I leave? Come with me to have a look."

"What's the point of this? It's almost fine!"

"I finally bought a house, how can it be similar? It must not be worse." This must be Zang Yunli's meaning.

Even Zheng Song's sloppy temperament still cares about these things.

Wan Feng really wanted to kick him out of the blue sky, do you think it's annoying, I don't want to do any work?

"My dad is here too."

I heard that my uncle is here too.

Wan Feng put away Foshan Wuyingjiao, so he couldn't refuse, so he had to follow Zheng Song to Dongshan.

In the reception room at the gate of Dongshan Community, Zheng Yongjiu was chatting with the person on duty in the reception room, accompanied by Zang Yunli.

Zheng Yongjiu asked how many families lived in this community, and they were all gossiping about what they were doing.

Finally, Wan Feng and Zheng Song came.

"Uncle! You are here, happy new year!"

Zheng Yongjiu smiled: "Talkless."

"Dad! Let's go up!"

Zheng Song and Zang Yunli wanted to help Zheng Yongjiu go, but Zheng Song's hand was thrown away, but Zang Yunli's hand was not.

It can be seen from this that Zang Yunli's daughter-in-law is considered serious in Zheng Yongjiu's eyes.

The four came to the building where Zheng Song was, went upstairs and entered Zheng Song's house.

Wang He was still here, greeting Wan Feng, Zheng Song and his son, and Zang Yunli.

Strictly speaking, the decoration of the house was finished yesterday afternoon, but there were still some small problems. Wang He solved this problem early this morning before letting Zheng Song come to inspect and accept it.

The overall decoration style of the house is roughly similar to that of Gu Hongzhong's house, with some modifications made in some areas, and the big bed is the same as Chen Dao's house.

Zang Yunli accompanied Zheng Yongjiu around the house, asking how he was doing from time to time.

Zheng Yongjiu looked at the decoration style as a novelty, and nodded repeatedly.

He was looking at the fun, while Wan Feng was looking at the quality.

The joints on the floor are uneven, the paint is uneven, and the tiles are not smooth.

After looking around all the rooms, Wan Feng nodded: "Very good! The workmanship is excellent."

Wang He was overjoyed when he heard this: "Then I'll go home, and I haven't done any work at home."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Zheng Song's opinion, he ran away.

After Wan Feng had spoken, Zheng Song's opinion could be ignored.

"Dad! After the Chinese New Year, Yunli and I will move here. It will be more convenient for us to work here. Do you think it will work?"

Zheng Yongjiu blinked his eyes for a long time: "It's not good for you to live together without even getting a certificate."

Zheng Yongjiu didn't object. His son and daughter-in-law acted as agents for his nephew's learning machine, and earned more than 200,000 yuan in less than a month. He could have any objections, but he still had to raise some precautions.

"Dad! It's out of fashion when you were young."

"That can't be done. In the countryside, this kind of thing belongs to the people and the officials don't prosecute it, but if someone does something bad, it's a big deal. If you don't wait ten thousand years, you will tear up the certificate first, and then Yunli will go home and ask your family for help." Let’s see if there is a ceremony held on May 1st?”

Zheng Yongjiu can't say it's wrong. First, get a marriage certificate. If you have the certificate, you are a legal couple. When the time comes, you can just make up the ceremony.

But this kind of thing is not for Wan Feng to meddle in. He hastily said hello to Zheng Yongjiu and went home. He still has a lot of work to do.

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