Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Wan Feng held the teacup in his hand and looked at the liquid in the cup.

The light yellow tea liquid exudes a curling fragrance, which fills the room with fragrance.

Obviously this is good tea, otherwise Han Guang's family wouldn't have dragged him here mysteriously.

It's a pity that Wan Feng really doesn't have much research on the tea ceremony, even if he's not as stupid as a cow chewing peonies, he's not far from that level.

"Third brother, what kind of tea is this? It smells really good, like a lover's hand."

"Good tea! It's more than a hundred pounds."

More than a hundred catties? One yuan and one tael, how dare you call it good tea?

If you want to say that more than one hundred and one tael is okay, what's the matter with this catty?

"No! It's more than one hundred and one tael." Han Guangjia felt that he had made a mistake, so he hurriedly corrected it.

This is almost the same, just a word difference, the realm is the difference between cloud and mud.

The blue light is on the window, set up tea and listen to the snow fall.

Wan Feng thought of a poem written by an unknown ancient for no reason.

There are green lights, windows, and tea, but where is the snow?

Where does the snow come from in July now? There was the sound of rain hitting the screen window outside.

it's raining outside.

The blue lights are on the windows, and setting up tea to listen to the sound of rain is very in line with the current artistic conception.

Wan Feng picked up the teacup and took a sip. This was exactly like Han Guang's family, that's how he drank it.

Unexpectedly, this guy from Han Guang's family actually came ahead of him in drinking tea. It's hard to say what he can taste, at least he already has a look at the small mountains in his posture.

According to Wan Feng's habit, he was bored a long time ago, but now being led by Han Guang's family made him feel awkward.

Seeing Han Guang's family drinking tea with their eyes closed, Wan Feng was very upset. If you drink it quickly, it will be over. What does it mean that the tea is rolling in your mouth?

"Third brother! Do you think this tea liquid looks like urine? How does it feel to hold a mouthful of urine in your mouth?"

"Pfft!" Han Guang's family spit out the tea he was drinking in his mouth, and then coughed violently a few times.

Should! Let you pretend again!

Wan Feng felt secretly refreshed.

"I won't drink tea with you anymore." Han Guang's family snapped.

"Hahaha! After so many years, you don't know what virtue I drink tea, and you still pretend to be cool in front of me. I don't hate you."

"In the future, if I want to drink tea with you again, I'll be a stick. You don't smoke or drink, you kid. Why did I hang out with you back then?"

"Third brother! Remember when we first met?"

Han Guangjia shook his head: "Forgot."

"Ah! Can you forget this? I remember it clearly. It was getting dark that day. I hired a three-wheeler when I came back from other places. You stood there like a silly pillar at Erdao Bridge. Maybe thinking about life."

As soon as Wan Feng said it, Han Guang's family remembered.

It was the first time I met this guy and then I went to a small shop to drink, and then this guy taught his nephew Da Mu.

"As soon as you said it, I really remembered it, as if it was yesterday." A nostalgic look appeared in Han Guang's eyes.

"Yes! How many years have passed in the blink of an eye, seven or eight years?"

Han Guangjia nodded.

"Do you want to do something else? I'm looking for a franchise factory now."

Han Guang's family shook his head: "Put it down, I'm still worried about my subordinates. There are more than a dozen people who are going to get married this year, and they don't know where to live yet."

"I don't have a house to live in. Is this a problem? Build it! You invest in building some residential buildings and sell them to them at the cost price. I covered this. I know the cost. The cost of a one-square-meter building is now more than 120, and it is 80 square meters. The house is only 18,000 yuan, and these people only need to tighten their belts for two or three years to save up."

"But where will it be built? We don't seem to have much space left."

"There is still a piece of land in the Dongshan community, and it is estimated that a community can be built. The savings will probably be expanded to Liu Tun or Huang Hui."

"It seems that this is the only way to go. I have to find a way to help these people solve their housing problems."

Han Guang's family is not in the mood to expand his business territory, at least he is now making millions a year.

But Yang Jianguo, Han Meng, and Zhao Gang have nothing now. Although they are temporarily employed as senior instructors in a security company, their annual salary is only 80,000.

If Wan Feng doesn't go out and wander around their source of income, it's just this little money.

They are also going to be in their forties now, and it is time to arrange a money channel for them.

Wan Feng is going to chat with Yang Jianguo and the others tomorrow, and set up a small business for them, earning hundreds of thousands a year.

Luan Feng's birthday party finally came to an end at ten o'clock. Zhang Xuan and Liang Hongying helped Luan Feng down from the second floor carefully.

Judging from Luan Feng's ruddy complexion, this guy had a pretty good birthday this year.

Wan Feng took Luan Feng's arm from Liang Hongying's hand, and helped her go out and get into the car.

"Ah! It's really fun to play tonight. If you don't hate me all the time, you will have more fun."

Wan Feng was driving, while Luan Feng and Zhang Xuan were chatting in the back seat.

"Also! You don't know what's going on yourself? You still jump like others. If something happens to you, let's see if he doesn't beat you to death."

"No! He won't fight."

"I'm keeping you to look good!" Wan Feng said viciously in front of him.

Really jumped off, you can't kill her!

"Take you to the hospital tomorrow for an examination and calculate the due date."

"Can't you go?" Luan Feng pouted and muttered, she really didn't like the smell of disinfectant in the hospital.

"No! This has to go."

This woman doesn't even like to go for prenatal checkups, that's how lightly she was beaten.

Early the next morning, Wan Feng called Zhao Gang.

Both Yang Jianguo and Han Meng are in Heihe now, and he is the only one at home.

Zhao Gang drove Wan Feng, Luan Feng, and Zhang Xuan to the county hospital for an examination, and the examination took a whole morning.

Luan Feng is in good health and is expected to give birth from the end of August to September.

On the way home after the inspection, Wan Feng, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, had a chat with Zhao Gang.

"Brother Zhao! Are you thirty-nine this year?"

"thirty eight."

"No, we met in 1994, when you were in your thirties."

"Nonsense, that's Brother Yang. I was only twenty-nine that year, and both Brother Yang and Han Meng were thirty."

"Then I misremembered. You are about forty now. I thought about it yesterday. I plan to let the three of you start a business together to earn some retirement money."

"Business? The three of us don't seem to be good at it."

"If there is anything you are not good at, you are responsible for producing the product and selling it to me. Such a simple thing does not require any natural IQ."

It stands to reason that the three of them should have done it long ago, but they didn't want to.

It’s okay if they don’t want to now, they are getting older, and the number of times they go out with themselves will definitely decrease in the future, how can they do business without a meal.

This time Wan Feng had made up his mind, and if he didn't do it, he had to force them to do it.