Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

The four rooms in my grandma's house are the structure of one on the east and two on the west, with the kitchen between the east and west.

My uncle used the east room when he got married, and my aunt occupied the west room, so Wan Feng could only sleep on the kang with his grandparents.

This is a bit inconvenient. It would be great if he could get my aunt out as well, so he can live in the west room by himself.

But it seems that this is a bit impossible. My aunt probably doesn't even have a suitor now.

My aunt is also pretty, so why is no one chasing her? Don't you want to marry like a fortune-telling nonsense?

The two of them walked across the field to Luan Feng's house.

Luan Feng's work efficiency at night was pretty good. Zhu Yan and Jiang Xue hurriedly produced four children's costumes.

Now there are a total of ten pairs of trousers and ten pieces of clothing, the number is still a little thin.

Luan Feng put these clothes into a backpack and handed them to Wan Feng, and then gave Wan Feng a bag containing twenty pairs of cut trousers fabrics and production costs.

This will be sent to the Gushan Supply and Marketing Cooperative tomorrow for her master to process it.

Wan Feng, who was sent to the Gushan Supply and Marketing Cooperative, was a little worried. Originally, he wanted to take a tractor to the county seat. The route the tractor took only passed the Warrior Commune and not the Gushan Commune. Arch to the lonely mountain.

These two bags are quite heavy, so my uncle must carry them on his back. What if he is still young and growing up, what if his body is crushed and his development is affected?

Zhu Ping rolled his eyes, carrying two bags and Jiang Xue left first, and then Zhu Yan also left.

Just when Wan Feng was about to leave, a woman in her 30s and 40s came hurriedly.

"Feng'er, the pattern you asked me to embroider has been embroidered. I guess you rushed to send it here before you slept." While talking, he handed several pieces of dark red cloth of different sizes to Luan Feng.

Once Wan Feng finished listening, he couldn't leave.

With Luan Feng's temperament, this dress must not be allowed to wait until tomorrow, and he has to take it away when it is ready.

really.

"Don't go, I'll sew this pattern on you and take it away."

Luan Feng sewed patterns on the suit very patiently,

It took about ten minutes to embroider these patterns on the dress.

"You're done, am I powerful?"

Wan Feng checked the pattern sewn on the clothes. The stitches on the four sides of the pattern were tied very evenly. If you don't touch it with your hands, you can't tell that the pattern was stitched on with a sewing machine later, just like it was embroidered.

Wan Feng couldn't help but admire him a lot. Isn't this guy useless? At least he was able to work on the sewing machine to this extent in such a short period of time. It's really good.

Wan Feng rolled up his clothes and tied them with a piece of cloth.

"What do you think these sieved off-print cloths should do?"

In the past two days, a lot of off-print and damaged cloth have been selected, about tens of feet long, and piled up in a small pile.

Most of these fancy cloths are white thorn, a bit like the wash cloth jeans that have been washed many times in later generations.

"Put these cloths aside first, and make jackets and sell them in winter when the children's clothes are not being made."

Isn't it a bit fancy, and those young people who are so unconventional can always consume it when they are made into jackets.

"You said how to choose the color of women's clothing, can it be done in flowered clothes and red clothes?" Luan Feng didn't have any confidence in this clothes design, so I had to let Wan Feng say what you said.

Wan Feng thought about it for a long time, and in the 1980s, adults' clothes on the street were still old and three-colored. If they made floral clothes and colorful clothes, it would not be that no one would want to buy them, but that no one would dare to buy them, and even if they bought them, they would not necessarily dare to wear them. .

Not to mention flowered clothes, there are almost no people who wear that kind of plain color clothes with checks.

"Do you like flowered clothes?" Wan Feng asked Luan Feng and Jiang Min.

The two looked at each other and said almost in unison: "We want to wear flowered clothes!"

This is the voice of the generation of youth at that time, and it is still a cry from the bottom of the heart, but it is useless.

Wan Feng shook his head: "It's useless if you want to wear it. Flowered clothes are not good for now, and people will criticize them if they are worn out. There must be many people who want to buy them after they are made, but no one will dare to wear them. You just dare to wear flowered clothes when you go out." ?"

It will take some time for the concept of society to open up. This can only be done slowly, and Wan Feng cannot change it.

Luan Feng thought for a while: "I dare to wear it in our team, but I dare not go out."

"That's it, you don't dare to be lawless, and you probably wouldn't dare to wear something like that."

Jiang Min rolled her eyes on one side, if she knew what it meant to be shot while lying down, she would know that she was shot lying down.

"Then what kind of dress does Captain Zhou's wife dare to wear?" Luan Feng asked, pointing to the dress rolled up in Wan Feng's hands.

This is indeed a question, does Zhou Bingde's wife dare to wear it out?

"Whether she dares to wear this or not, we don't worry about it. We give it because of my heart. Whether she dares to wear it is her courage. I guess she dares to wear it. After all, middle-aged women usually have thicker skins."

"Hehehe, you bastard speaks like a bastard, what do you mean you have a thick skin?"

"However, we can consider making some clothes with plain colors and plaids. As for the cloth, I will go to the textile printing and dyeing factory to find some when I come back tomorrow. I remember there are a lot of cloths with plaids there. More than 200 feet of cloth tickets will be bought tomorrow."

When these cloth tickets are used up, you have to buy another cloth ticket.

"Don't we charge some cloth tickets when we sell clothes? Even if we charge one foot for a piece of clothing, we can save a lot of money on cloth tickets?"

"It can't be accepted. This is to sell clothes quickly. Those customers will also settle accounts. After all, cloth tickets are still in short supply in the city. If you think about it, they might buy a piece of clothing without cloth tickets. If they don’t have a cloth ticket, they can’t buy it. Our cloth ticket has been converted into the cost, so we don’t lose money.”

Luan Feng nodded, although she was a little confused, she still understood.

"Oh, I remembered. A few days ago, when my sister came home, I told her to charge me some cloth tickets at the price of ten cents per foot on the island. It has been more than ten days, and I should charge some. Alright, let's go to the island in the next two days to see if we can do it, shall we?"

Luan Feng's eyes were bright, her body swayed slightly and she looked a little coquettish.

Where is she going to pick up the cloth ticket? She must have given it to her sister to have a look.

Because of Luan Feng's stubborn temperament, Wan Feng would not believe that her sister would tell him when she came home. It probably happened that he was not at home that day and her sister didn't see him.

Of course, getting the cloth ticket is also a matter, and it is a matter of hugging the grass and beating the rabbit.

"Let's talk about it in two days." Wan Feng didn't agree on the spot, he didn't have the time to show himself to others like a commodity.

Maybe Luan Feng will forget about it in two days.

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