Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Of course Wan Feng knew what the old man was thinking.

"I've bought all the machine tools for you, I've prepared all the people for you, and now I have a factory building. When my garment factory moves over, the factory will be leased to you and Chen Tianchui. He produces scotch tape. You produce motorcycle rearview mirrors, there is no conflict between the two, of course, I borrowed the money from you, and you will have to pay it back in the future, what do you think, old man?"

Any comments? No objection, Wan Feng prepared everything he could for him, basically all he needed was someone to come over.

Exactly that is the problem.

He is here, what should we do at home?

As the saying goes, a man doesn't think his mother is ugly, and a dog doesn't think his family is poor. He was really reluctant to leave that poor mountain valley.

"You have plenty of time to prepare. The factory won't officially start until this time next year. During this period, you can solve your family's problems. It would be even better if the whole family came over. If my grandma doesn't want to come over, you can only come here by yourself. What do you think? If you open a factory in Changtu, you have to do the math, and if you make such a small profit, it will be a waste of money if you spend a few more times."

It's not that there are no high-profit projects, but the old man really can't do it, which requires technical content.

Uncle, it is impossible for a farmer to master those technologies. If you, a factory manager, don’t know anything about the products, you will be blamed if the workers don’t take care of you.

But there is no technical requirement to make a rearview mirror turn signal, just that thing can be understood at a glance, and you have no chance to play tricks.

Wan Shuiming is still thinking, it must be done, and he is not willing to let him go back to farming after his eyes are opened now.

"If it doesn't work, I'll come here and work for two years. If the benefits are good, I'll find a way to get the whole family down."

Wan Feng had no objection to this.

After the machine tools and equipment are installed in the factory here, Wan Feng is ready to open for business. Even if he can't make motorcycles for the time being, he can do other things first. Chen Dao leads his people to continue to conquer the engine, and the rest of the people and workers will do other things first.

When recruiting these senior technicians, Yan Ling also recruited hundreds of workers with rough skills for Wan Feng in Sixiangbali.

Since people are recruited, they can't be allowed to stay at home. If they stay idle all the time, it's hard to say whether these people will come next year.

Wan Feng is going to mount a 1.5 ton four-wheel agricultural vehicle first.

Even to feed these people.

Four-wheel agricultural vehicles are commonly known as four different images. Although there were manufacturers in Huaguo in the previous generation, they did not create much climate, far less than the impact caused by tricycles.

Five Star seems to have done this before, and no tricycle has succeeded.

But Wan Feng is confident that this project will be done well, even if it is not done well, it will lay the foundation for future agricultural vehicles.

Wahou Machinery Factory has successfully developed 1115 and 1125 single-cylinder diesel engines. 1125 is completely sufficient for 1.5-ton agricultural vehicles. If this model can be successful, it will be available after three or four years when motorcycle production is stable. Farm vehicles.

That's a real car, albeit a low-speed truck with a small tonnage.

Since 1986, more and more vehicles have been used in rural areas, from four-wheeled to three-wheeled to agricultural vehicles, and the annual output of several million vehicles during the peak period is not just blown out.

The 480 and 485 engines have also been tinkered with by Luo Zhongxing and others, and they will come in handy at that time.

Anyway, he has the right to share the technology of the engine of Wahou Machinery Factory, and he can use it after taking it. At worst, let them manufacture the complete engine and he buys it back and uses it.

Besides, what Wahou now produces is a tricycle, and what he is riding is a four-wheel agricultural vehicle, so there is no conflict between the two sides.

The problem is that Wahou Machinery Factory has a lot of products now, and it may not have time to produce single-cylinder engines for him.

If they can't produce it, they have to produce it themselves.

When the factory was first built, the reason why he built such a large area was to reserve space for other projects.

If it is to produce a single-cylinder diesel engine, the technology is ready-made, and the machine tool is also available now, as long as the master can produce it, there will be no pressure.

That's it!

Seeing that it was getting late, Wan Feng and Wan Shuiming started to walk back. The distance from Nanda Bend to Wahou was more than 1,500 meters.

It's also a distance of three or four miles.

In the middle of the night, the light rain that had been pattering all day finally stopped, the sky cleared up, and a rainbow appeared in the east.

East rainbow sunrise and west rainbow rain, tomorrow is destined to be a sunny day.

Then tomorrow I will take my grandma and my family to see the sea.

Yuan Tao’s family in Waqian kept a small passenger car, the earliest small passenger car that could only accommodate ten or eight people, and there was a danger of bumping into each other when they looked up.

His route was to go from Wahou to Hongya County in the morning, then return, and then send again in the afternoon. The fare was 80 cents for two trips a day.

Wan Feng and Wan Shuiming turned to Waqian when they passed by Waqian, and went to Yuan Tao's house to book a car rental plan for tomorrow.

His car returned at nine o'clock in the morning and left at two thirty in the afternoon, which was enough time for Wan Feng and the others to take advantage of.

Coming out of Yuan Tao's house, Wan Feng took Wan Shuiming in for a visit when he passed the carton factory.

With the popularization of the use of cardboard boxes, Jiang Li's business is also booming.

In addition to making outer packaging for the machinery factory and farm tool repair factory, the Wahou Bazaar alone can digest hundreds of cartons in a day.

The money borrowed from Wanfeng when the factory was opened was repaid after the first month of this year.

After hearing Wan Feng's introduction, Wan Shuiming's uneasy heart finally settled down completely.

When they got home, Luan Feng's team had already returned.

"Tell me how you went for a stroll today?"

"Okay! There are so many fun things here. It's fun when you're old, but your legs are too tired. My legs hurt from walking, and they still hurt now!" Wan Yanyi looked like I had suffered a lot for playing.

"What have you been playing?"

Wan Yan thought about it: "I can't remember, but I can remember what I ate."

Co-authored a snack.

"Then what did you eat?"

"Roasted chicken and roasted duck, pie twists, and... Anyway, I'm old enough to eat good things, and my stomach is almost bursting."

"Let me see if my stomach is bursting?"

Wan Yan lifted up his little vest, revealing his bulging black belly.

"Oh, what's the matter with your belly? No matter how I look at it, the pig's belly is cleaner than yours. What is this black piece?"

Wan Yan put down the vest as soon as he heard it, and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Now, follow Big Brother to wash the belly, not only the belly but also little Jiji."

"No washing!" Wan Yan refused on the spot.

"What? Don't wash it! If you don't wash it, I won't show you martial arts movies tonight."

Wan Yan's position was very uncertain, and when he heard that the dirty belly was related to martial arts movies, he immediately followed Wan Feng to take a bath in the creek in front of the door very happily.

This creek is now fully channelized, and the channel made of cement and stone looks very clean.

With a bang, Wan Yan jumped into the stream with his bare bottom, crackling like a swimming frog.

This is to play in the water.

Wan Feng picked him up and pressed him on the concrete edge of the stream and rubbed him violently.

Rubbing until Wan Yan let out a cry like a pig being killed.

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