Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

"In fact, the brigade can support each small team to develop some small manufacturing projects. These things are inconspicuous things in the eyes of ordinary people, such as belts, bags, gloves, and even toilet paper, key chains, pants, etc. These Can everything be produced? The technical requirements are not high, and the investment is not large. A family may invest in production. The team can plan. This team specializes in the production of schoolbags and backpacks, this village specializes in gloves, socks, belts, and this village specializes in pants. Bras and so on, wouldn’t it be a scale for a village to produce one thing? After the products come out, they will be sold in the market.”

Zhang Hai's eyes lit up.

"It makes sense. After all, one person's production is weak. Isn't it small and large-scale if all the people in this village produce! Why didn't I come up with such an idea? You are still capable, but it's a pity that my daughter is too small .”

When Luan Feng heard this, she straightened her chest and leaned against Wan Feng, swearing her sovereignty.

"In fact, as long as you do it, you will find that there are many small things around you that can be made and can be exchanged for profit. As far as we are concerned, from the hat on the head to the zipper on the clothes, the buttons to the clips on the waistband, and the shirt line Pants elastic bands, insoles, don’t underestimate the fact that these things are not worth a lot of money, but if they are sold in large quantities, the profits will be amazing. My experience is that people can’t be too ambitious and they must be down-to-earth. Only when they are down-to-earth can they develop .”

Zhang Hai patted the table: "That's it. When I go back to arrange the layout one by one, each team will do a business for me."

In addition to the Wahou, the Jiangwei team has six teams. Each of these six teams specializes in the production of the same product. As long as the quality passes the standard, it is not a problem to go to a well-off society.

After the problem was solved, Zhang Hai drank happily, and finished three more glasses of beer in a blink of an eye.

He finished off six of the first ten glasses of beer that came up, and Wan Feng drank one and only three remained.

Zhang Hai was already a little wobbly.

"I can't drink anymore. If I drink too much, I won't be able to go home." Seeing Wan Feng handing another glass of beer to him, Zhang Hai quickly waved his hand.

"Don't, how can you manage to catch beer until you've had enough, besides, beer is what you want and who will you let if you don't drink it? This glass is only 20 cents, drink it!"

Zhang Hai reluctantly downed two cups of the last one and said nothing, and simply passed the urine through the urethra.

"How's the law and order in the market recently?"

"For the time being, nothing has been found except a few petty thefts."

"The current social environment is a bit harsh. I guess this year the country will start to crack down on it in the autumn. It will be very severe. I hope you are mentally prepared."

Naturally, Wan Feng couldn't speak with certainty about the crackdown that started at the end of August, he could only speak with estimates.

"What are we going to do to prepare?"

"Once the crackdown begins, just tell those law-abiding people to be honest. As for those petty thieves, don't worry about it. The free police will clean them up. Just do your best to obey the law."

Zhang Xian nodded: "I see."

Zhang Xian and the security guard were also gone.

Wan Feng snapped his fingers at Chen Wenxin: "Settle the score!"

Chen Wenxin walked over with a small notebook: "Ten glasses of beer are two yuan, and eight side dishes are one yuan and four yuan..."

"What if you are stupid in studying? Just tell me how much money you have in total, won't it be over?"

"It's five yuan and thirty cents in total, let's give it five yuan."

Wan Feng took out six yuan from his pocket: "Pack me another drawer of buns, and I'll use the rest as a tip for you."

There are ten buns in a drawer, fifty cents, Wan Feng is going to buy them in case he gets hungry at night.

I'm sure I'm going to be hungry tonight.

It is more than six o'clock in the evening, and Wahou Village is brightly lit and a bustling scene.

Luan Feng leaned her head on Wan Feng's shoulder and wobbled home.

"You won't go to the factory all afternoon, don't you worry?"

"Sister Youmin is worried."

"How is Miss Min's boyfriend doing?"

"It seems to be okay,

Miss Min never said anything. "

"Has her boyfriend been here?"

"I've been here twice, and I'm quite pleasing to the eye, a little shy and not talkative."

"Huh? Grass holding, that's interesting, two boring gourds, if they really become successful in the future, how boring this life will be."

"Yes, it's better for the two of us, how interesting!"

"It's a fart. Did someone piss on your head when you were young? Why are you always so stupid?"

"You just had someone pee on your head! I'm not stupid!" Luan Feng punched Wan Feng.

The two were not in a hurry to go home, but wandered to the brick and tile factory to watch others play basketball.

This is a match between two teams, one is naturally the Wahou team, and the other is a team composed of outsiders doing business in the market from the analysis of the jerseys.

There are a few balls among these outsiders. Although these young people are full of drive, their experience is far from that of others, and they cannot beat them.

But the cheerleaders here at Wahou are quite powerful, especially after Luan Feng arrived.

The people on the field even played a 6-0 spurt, tying the score in one fell swoop.

The two of them watched the football game until around 7:30, and it was time to act in a TV series. Luan Feng wanted to go home and watch TV.

After returning home, Wan Feng got on the kang after washing his feet. Luan Feng, who got on the kang ahead of time, was writing something in a notebook with a pen, calculating while writing.

Wan Feng stretched his head over to take a look but didn't understand what she was drawing.

"What are you doing?"

"The first time from nine o'clock to nine thirty, and then a half-hour break; the second time from ten o'clock to ten forty, a 20-minute break; Ten minutes; the fourth time from 12:00 to 12:40, a 20-minute break; the fifth time from 1:00 to 2:00, a half-hour break; the sixth time from 2:30 to 3:30, a half-hour break; Seventh time from four to five, yeah!"

Wan Feng had a bad feeling.

"Look, I have made a plan for you, let's implement your Big Dipper plan according to the plan."

Wan Feng fell onto the kang with a bang: "Oh, my stomach hurts, my liver hurts, my stomach hurts..."

This bitch really prepared seven times more, this is going to kill her!

"Bastard, don't hurt anywhere tonight, even if it hurts, you have to bear it! Let you bully me all the time in the past night, let me see how good you are tonight!"

Wan Feng wanted to cry but had no tears: "God, come and save me, an unfortunate person."

Luan Feng giggled: "Don't wait until I finish watching the TV series, you can hurry up and take a good rest first."

Wan Feng absolutely pretended to be a dead dog tonight, and made up his mind not to get up.

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