Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

On October 22nd, the fourteenth day of the ninth month in the lunar calendar, today is the Gushan Farmer's Market, and Wan Feng is going to the market to sell hand threshers.

At seven o'clock Zhong Luan Jianshe drove a donkey cart.

His grandfather is in charge of raising livestock in the team. With such favorable conditions, if you let him push the cart to the market by himself, isn’t he a bag on his head?

Wan Feng didn’t take the mule cart, firstly because it was slow and secondly because he was afraid that he would ride on that donkey to strike again, and it’s easy to deal with strikes on flat roads, but if the donkey strikes in the middle of the river while crossing the Yina River, what the hell? There is no place to get off the car.

Wan Feng arrived at Xiao Jun's house in advance by bicycle.

Xiao Jun's mother is feeding chickens and ducks in the yard.

"Xiao Wan is here."

Wan Feng turned her mischievous son into a person who knows how to work and make money, and she is grateful from the bottom of her heart.

"Auntie, is your family peeling corn? I am obliged to help you peel corn today."

"Pull the corn?" Xiao Jun's mother was stunned, not quite understanding what Wan Feng meant.

"It's to help you pick up the corn kernels."

"Help my family peel corn kernels. We dare not do this. Xiao Jun said that you are a capable person. How dare our family use you to peel corn."

"I'm telling the truth. You'll know when the time comes. We need sacks of corn."

"The corn is not sorted in the corn warehouse, but it is sorted in the private land of my family, and the ones in the team have not been divided yet. See if you can fill a few sacks."

There are not many corns in a simple corn warehouse surrounded by wood in the corner of the yard.

But enough for two sacks.

Xiao Jun's mother found two sacks full of patches, and Wan Feng got into the corn warehouse and put all the corn inside into the sacks.

Two and a half sacks were filled.

"Auntie, when you come back at noon, all these corns will turn into corn grains."

Xiao Jun's mother is still confused, and really can't figure out what kind of medicine Wanfeng Gourd sells.

After Luan Jianshe's donkey cart arrived, the two threw the sacks onto the cart and rushed to the market, finding a place to stop the cart at the entrance of the market.

Wan Feng picked up a hand-cranked threshing machine, clamped it to the outward-facing shed of the donkey cart with the clips below, and spread a sack between the two sheds.

Open the sacks of the two sacks of corn and pour out part of the corn in the shed.

Those hand threshers were placed one by one in the open space in front of the carriage, and because the cylinders were made of white iron, they were dazzling when the sun shone.

Those who visited the market hadn't arrived at the last episode, only those vendors looked at Wan Feng from a distance and didn't know what the things they put on the floor were.

The old god Wan Feng was sitting on the carport on the ground, and Luan Jianshe was a little nervous.

"I said Xiaowan, can this be sold?" Luan Jianshe had never sold anything in the market, so he didn't have any confidence in his heart.

"Why can't it be sold? There are no people coming up now. When you are waiting for the meeting, you are responsible for threshing the grains in the car and I will sell them in front.

Around eight o'clock, the number of people going to the market in the four townships and eight miles began to increase.

Wan Feng got out of the car and came to the side of the road, and began to sell their products.

"Fathers and folks pay attention, you can't let it go when you pass by, the latest Ming - hand-cranked corn thresher, stop your steps and you can see the most novel and labor-saving Ming of this year in three seconds, there is one at home Parents and folks who want to thresh corn should take a look at it, the threshing artifact that can liberate you from tedious labor..."

Holding a hand-cranked thresher in one hand, Wan Feng started yelling like singing. Luan Jianshe, who hadn't been sitting on the donkey cart for a long time, blushed when he yelled.

At first, countless people who passed by him looked at him and the 'weapon' in his hand with the eyes of animals. It is estimated that many people wondered in their hearts whether this guy was a rescuer invited by a monkey.

Wan Feng didn't care, and continued to yell, he firmly believed that sooner or later men will rise up, and women will shed water sooner or later, wrong, it's tears.

Advertisements are deceiving people. Under the bombardment of overwhelming advertisements, rational people may become idiots.

Sure enough, under Wan Feng's tireless yelling, someone finally stopped and started asking.

"Boy, what's the matter with your corn thresher?"

Wan Feng pointed at Lan Hua behind him: "Brother, start working!"

Luan Jianshe immediately shook the small handle of the threshing machine, and immediately corn grains poured down from the threshing machine like rain.

"Have you seen it? It is better to see it with your own eyes than to say a thousand words and ten thousand. This is the simplest and most effective hand-operated corn thresher invented by us. It is simple, practical and affordable. One person can thresh one hundred and five grains in an hour effortlessly." Ten catties, you can go to the back and have a look and try it yourself."

So some people gathered around the donkey cart to watch Luan Jianshe threshing, and there were even more daring hands-on experiments.

"Oh! That's right. This thing is effortless and very trouble-free. It's not tiring at all. Third sister-in-law, try it."

Some take the lead and others join in the fun. A group of women take turns to experiment, and exchange experiences while experimenting.

"His second sister, this thing is really good, not only light but also not tiring."

"Isn't it? My hands are relatively tender, and I can squeeze out blood bubbles every time I peel the corn. With this thing, such things won't happen."

"Yes, this thing not only saves effort but also cuts fast. The guy said that one person can pick a hundred and fifty catties an hour. I wonder if it's true or not?"

At this time, we must keep up with the words and give customers firm confidence.

"One hour is guaranteed to pick up 150 catties. If you can't pick it up, you can get a full refund, but the premise is that you can't leave in the middle. If you pick it up for a while and you go to sleep and come back, you will definitely not get it out."

Wan Feng's joke drew a few laughs.

"Boy, if you really can't figure it out, where can I find you for a refund?"

"We are descendants of Wa, does Queen Wa know?"

Wan Feng raised his hand and pointed at Pingshan: "It's at the bottom of the mountain, but you don't have to go to Wahou to find us, we will come to every market, if you really can't find a hundred and fifty catties, go to the next market You'll see us right here."

"Then how much is your machine?"

"The retail price of this threshing machine is 4.5 yuan, but today is the first time we sell it. In order to take care of the general public and to advertise our products, we sell the machine at cost price today. There is no profit. Three If you can buy one for 1 yuan, you should hurry up in this market, and the next market will be 4 yuan and 5 yuan."

Some people left as soon as they heard three yuan, but many people didn't leave.

Wan Feng saw that although no one had left, most people were hesitant. If they didn't sell one at this time, they might not be able to sell one at all.

"And the first three people who buy our machine today will get our tearful price, two yuan and five! There are only three in limited quantity. Now is the time to witness the miracle. Do you want it?"

A group of women are still hesitating.

"I'll buy one." At this moment, a voice suddenly rang out from the crowd, and Xiao Jun's mother came out with great righteousness...

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