Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Seeing Qi Guangli's fingers tremble, Wan Feng immediately increased the difficulty.

"Suppose there are ten people who come to you to divide the goods, three of them each take three watches, two of them each take four watches, one person takes five watches, two people take two watches each, and one person takes six watches. One person takes one watch, how many watches are there in total? How much can you sell for? How much can you make yourself?"

Qi Guangli was flustered immediately, his brows were wrinkled into a zigzag shape, and his face was suffocated like a bitter melon.

"Hahahahahahahaha!" Wan Feng held back his laughter at first, but couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Is this too complicated?"

"Just do as I said when you go back. If ten people come to your place to share the goods, you can lie at home and make money, understand? Once so many people come to your place to share the goods, I can let Zhang Xian stay Let me give you two more yuan on top of the batch price."

"Really?" Qi Guangli was surprised.

More than ten minutes later, Zhang Xian came running out of breath, carrying a small cloth bag made of rags in his hand.

This small cloth pocket caught Wan Feng's attention. Although it is made of rags, two patterns of different designs and colors are used on the two sides, and it even produces an abstract beauty like Picasso.

Undoubtedly this is Hao Qing's masterpiece.

Luanfeng's small garment factory can produce countless rags a day. If anyone has nothing to do, wouldn't it be profitable to process their own rags?

However, this idea was simply thrown away by Wan Feng as soon as it crossed his mind. Firstly, it was difficult to find such an idler, and secondly, the profit was too low.

The three counted head to head.

Qi Guangli counted them one by one, while Wan Feng just rolled his eyes.

After the amount was correct, Qi Guangli took out the money and counted out 240 yuan to Zhang Xian.

"Go back and think about making money. Don't think about fighting all day long. That thing is useless and now you can't make money."

It will be more than ten years before the gangster knows that war can bring money. After ten years, Qi Guangli will be in his thirties. He is afraid that he will be replaced by a newcomer long ago.

"Okay, I remember, then I'm leaving, maybe I can sell it for one and a half yuan when I go back." Qi Guangli was in a hurry to go back when he had the electronic watch, and disappeared into the distance on his bicycle like lightning.

After Qi Guangli left, Zhang Xian handed over the money to Wan Feng.

He didn't pay for the 100 electronic watches, and of course he paid back Wan Feng's money as soon as he sold them.

Wan Feng took two hundred and ten, and the remaining thirty was confiscated. The price he gave Zhang Xian was nothing more than the price of the goods.

"This is money for thirty watches, and you still owe me seventy watches."

Brothers must also settle accounts clearly.

Zhang Xian nodded: "Yeah!"

"I can buy something for your sister with the thirty yuan. The two of you can't live without food and lodging at someone's house, can you?"

"I gave my sister a digital watch, and my sister went crazy with joy."

An electronic watch is indeed considered a heavy gift according to the market price. Although his brother-in-law is a national employee, it only costs more than 30 yuan a month, and Zhou Xiaowen still wears a watch at home. Now that he has an electronic watch, his sister is happy reason.

"You wouldn't foolishly tell your sister that the digital watch was bought for seven yuan, would you?"

"It's absolutely not,

This is a commercial secret, how can I tell others casually, even Hao Qing, I didn't tell her the truth. "

That's right, not everything can be told to others.

Originally, Wan Feng wanted to see the development of his aunt's house, because Qi Guangli didn't have enough time for such a mess, so he gave up this plan and went directly to the school from the Waqian team over the Nanling.

It's not time for class now, and the classroom at noon has been noisy since the nap was canceled.

Wan Feng was very surprised by Chen Wenxin's flushed face.

"Did you pick up money on the way to school?"

Chen Wenxin shook his head.

"Which boy sent you a love letter?"

Chen Wenxin brushed the floor and made a small face: "You just received the love letter?"

"Hehe, I don't think anyone will write one for me, why don't you write one for me, starting with my dear brother Feng."

Chen Wenxin looked soured, her five sense organs were all crowded together.

"Then what are you happy about?"

"My brother-in-law is here."

"You still have a brother-in-law?" Wan Feng was surprised again.

"It's strange to have a brother-in-law."

"Hehe, people say that my sister-in-law is half-ass of my brother-in-law, you won't become your brother-in-law..."

Before Wan Feng finished speaking, the book in Chen Wenxin's hand fell on his head.

"I told you to talk nonsense all day long. If I don't tell Luan Feng, Luan Feng also has a brother-in-law. I'll see how you explain it."

Yes! Luan Feng also has a brother-in-law, this one must go back and get a vaccination, I can't give half of my ass to others.

Wan Feng suddenly sighed for no reason, why doesn't the paralyzed Luan Feng have a girl? If I want to get a half-pull, there is no hope at all.

I wonder if the father-in-law and mother-in-law will have another one in the future?

Wan Feng was taken aback by this thought. It would be okay if he gave birth to a sister-in-law, but wouldn't it be more troublesome if he gave birth to a brother-in-law.

Forget it anyway.

Wan Feng gave up the idea of ​​trying to trick his future mother-in-law into having a sister-in-law.

"Clean up your kennel after school."

Chen Wenxin looked puzzled: "What are you doing?"

"I'm going to visit my aunt's house after school, maybe I'll drop by your house or something."

"Don't go!" Cong Chen Wenxin flatly refused.

Wan Feng was about to ask why he didn't go, but when he turned around, he was surprised to find Xu Meilin standing at the door of their classroom, with her hands in her mouth and the two horns dangling behind her head.

Wan Feng stood up and walked to the door, reached out and patted her hand.

"Didn't I tell you not to put your hand in your mouth ten thousand times? Why can't you think about it! Stretch out your hand and I'll pat it twice."

Xu Meilin stretched out her hand honestly, and Wan Feng patted it twice.

"Heck, itch, Brother Feng, you haven't come to my house for a long time, and you won't play with me anymore."

The paralyzed Lao Tzu almost forgot about you, and you f*cked up again to sprinkle salt on Lao Tzu's wounds.

"No more money to spend?"

Xu Meilin nodded first and then quickly shook her head.

"Hehehe, little fox." Wan Feng took out five yuan, thought for a while and took it back for a two-yuan bill.

Xu Meilin's eyes flickered at the green ticket in Wan Feng's hand and then at his pocket.

This is because the ticket is too small.

"It's not that I'm not willing to part with the five yuan. I'm afraid that you will spend it indiscriminately. I'll ask my brother for it after the two yuan are spent, okay?"

Xu Meilin took the two dollars and nodded.

Wan Feng touched her head: "Go."

Xu Meilin bounced back to her class.

"You are miserable, so you have a child bride, see if I don't tell..."

Wan Feng was afraid of getting a slap on Chen Wenxin's head: "What are you talking about? That's a girl. If you mention child brides again, be careful and I'll treat you as a child bride."

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