Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

When I wake up, someone who felt old last night is alive and well again.

After eating the millet porridge and egg breakfast made by his mother, Wan Feng walked towards Nandawan in a hurry.

It was time to go to work, and the bicycles on the roads in all directions poured into Jiangwei like a flooded river. Some of them rushed to Wahou, some to Nandawan, and some to Dongshan Industrial Zone.

There was an endless stream of people greeting Wan Feng along the way, and Wan Feng actually accepted several million greetings such as good morning from Mr. Wan or Mr. Wan going to work when he walked from his home to the bay.

He replied vaguely that he didn't know more than 90% of the people in Billie.

There is also congestion at the mouth of the bay.

Only then did Wan Feng discover a design miscalculation.

There is not even a crossroad here at the mouth of the bay.

The roads in the east and west directions are connected, but the roads in the north and south are not connected.

That is to say, the road from Wankou to Wahou and the road into Nandawan are not in a straight line, and there is a distance of 50 to 60 meters between the two intersections.

Two three-way intersections are formed.

Although he was still in Heihe when planning this place, it had nothing to do with him, but this problem should have been discovered earlier.

Now this problem can't be solved, because no matter which road takes a straight line, there are buildings in the middle.

It seems that this is the only way to go, unless a bridge is built here in the future.

When passing by Han Guang's hotel, Wan Feng went in to hug his godson.

The little guy is wearing a red pocket, and he can't walk yet, but he has already shown a strong athletic talent.

His favorite sport is to crawl around on the kang like a snail, and he is not afraid of grinding his buttocks to baldness.

Although the mouth can only say some things that only aliens can understand, the laughter of this guy is still very loud.

Quacking is very exciting like blowing a trumpet.

"Don't hang any more messy things on my son. My son is exhausted." Seeing Wan Feng coming in, Liang Hongying issued a warning.

"You old lady deserves a beating, so Han Guang's family will accept you, and instead I will pat you eight times a day. Is the thing I hung on your son a mess? Someone wants me to hang it, and I can only rely on dreams." .”

What Lao Tzu gave her son was real gold and silver, why did the paralyzed one turn into a mess in Liang Hongying's mouth?

Is your gold so worthless? Then give Lao Tzu a gold ingot weighing ten catties.

Of course Liang Hongying gave it away, with a pair of big eyes like gold ingots.

Wan Feng really didn't hang gold on Han Tiezhu this time.

"Come on! Tie Zhu! Dad won't hang gold for you this time. Your bastard mother objected. Dad will give you a pair of jade bracelets. Remember, don't support your mother when you grow up. She is not good."

"Don't call my son Tie Zhu anymore, it's really ugly."

Wan Feng is so hateful, her son's name is Yuliang, but this guy is called Tie Zhu, and he is plausible.

Yuliang is a house beam made of jade. There is no acquaintance with Tie Liang at all, so it is better to call it Tie Zhu.

This is Wan Feng's explanation.

"You can be an envoy."

"No nickname!"

What kind of person is this, just changing the name of other people's children casually.

A pair of small dark green bracelets were worn by Han Yuliang, that is, Han Tiezhu in Wanfeng's mouth.

Probably Yu's warm feeling made the little guy very useful. The little guy giggled and sat up like a human, waving his hands up and down excitedly, very elegant like a dancer.

After watching the little guy, Wan Feng went out and entered Xu Bin's entertainment city.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Xu Bin testing the machine.

Teng Yuanyuan came this time and brought him ten samples of new game boards, all of which were replaced only yesterday, and she is now experiencing how fun these new games are.

If it is fun, it will be promoted downwards. If it is not fun, it will be shelved.

"Where's your Yuanyuan?"

"It's time for you Huaguang! Zang Yunli took her to pick up the learning machine."

Teng Yuanyuan's learning machine is selling so well, of course she has to pick up the goods.

Because by next year there may be counterfeit goods in Shenzhen,

She has to hurry up and draw a little bit.

Teng Yuanyuan's business is doing well, and Xu Bin's business is not bad either.

His current business has become famous in the Northeast. It can be said that half of the game consoles in the northern game hall are from him.

His small game machine workshop has now expanded to a small business with more than 30 people.

After Gu Hongzhong moved to Dongshan District, his old house was used as a base for him to assemble game consoles. Although it was expanded once, it was still not enough.

His current idea is to open a small factory, so he asked Wan Feng for his opinion.

"The game machine industry has not been prosperous for a few years. You can see the reason. Almost all the people who play games in the game hall are children. The country will not allow this kind of imagination to last for a long time. I estimate it will be ten years at most. Therefore If you want to build a factory, don’t make it too big, lest you won’t be able to stop the car in time.”

This cannot be blamed on the country.

In the 1990s, game halls were the places where accidents happened the most, and fighting and extortion were commonplace.

During 1992 and 1993, a large number of gambling machines went on the market, making the atmosphere even more chaotic.

If the state does not manage it, the game hall is likely to be a breeding ground for social instability.

It seems that game halls have been regulated since 1996. The industrial and commercial culture no longer grants operating licenses for game halls, and has increased the control of game halls.

That is to say, since then, the game halls have gradually declined, and after 2000, there are basically only some black households who secretly experience.

But in this world, one irrational thing always disappears, and another reasonable thing will appear to fill the vacancy left by the forerunner.

When game halls became a thing of the past, Internet cafes quietly emerged, and with the momentum of thunder, they occupied the market left by game halls in just a few years, and spread outwards exponentially.

Therefore, Xu Bin is now expanding the scale of operation, and the operation time is about six years at most.

"Then I'll build a smaller factory and change careers after six or seven years."

Xu Bin never questioned Wan Feng's words.

"Then where do you think I should go to build a factory?"

"Didn't your uncle's family move to Dongshan District? You bought his house and built a factory on the site of your two. I think the scale should be sufficient."

Xu Jun's house and Xu Bin's house are next to each other, Xu Jun's house has four rooms, and Xu Bin's house has four rooms.

The old houses all have a space collar of three meters, so there is a length of twenty-four meters.

Almost every rural home has one or two mansions on the left and right gables.

There is a mansion on the west gable wall of Xu Jun’s house, and a mansion on the east side of Xu Bin’s house. These two mansions are also six or seven meters wide, so they have an area of ​​more than thirty meters long. The yards of the two families are twelve or three meters wide. about.

A site of nearly 500 square meters is enough for Xu Bin to build a small factory.

Small factories of this size abound in Nandawan.

There is not such a large area that can be developed three-dimensionally. It is basically enough for him to build a small building with three floors.