Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

"Tell me first, where did your equipment come from?"

"Our Provincial Land Reclamation Department introduced a brand new set of instant noodle equipment from Riben. It was intended for Zhujiang Farm, but Zhujiang Farm didn't want it, so this equipment was given to Pingsha Agricultural Station. But after several months of research on Pingsha Agriculture, I thought it was useless, so I treated it as a waste product...ah no, it was resold to me as a finished product."

Wan Feng was dumbfounded, it turned out to be this equipment!

This seems to be inconsistent with history!Shouldn't it be a person surnamed Xiong in Pingsha who created the prosperity of Huafeng Sanxian Yimian?How did this set of equipment fall out?

And this set of equipment appeared in front of him!

So there will be no Huafeng Sanxian Yimian in this world?

There are still some changes in this world. If it is said that Chang Ling Motorcycle will not appear in this world is the result of his own attack, then Huafeng Sanxian Yimian is a little bit proactively delivered to him.

The point is that Zhang Shiqian bought it at a scrap price, drink, drink, drink!

This product always pops up when he needs something, and he knew this product last time when he wanted to buy rubber shoe manufacturing equipment.

This time he needed instant noodle equipment and he got out again.

Wouldn't this guy be a local turtle who followed me and served me exclusively?

Must be.

"Mr. Zhang, there is one thing I didn't understand. Dongguang Province is so big, how did you buy this equipment?"

"Cut! It's just that you kid doesn't take brother seriously, and tell your brother that he is very famous in Dongguang Province now, and brother was famous in Dongguang before. Do you know what appeared most in my hometown town a few years ago? Is something wrong?"

"What's the matter?"

"A few years ago, the name of the person with the most frequent loudspeakers in our town was my brother's name: Zhang Shiqian! Are you at home? Come to the industrial and commercial office at home. If there are no such shouts a few times a month, people in our town can't take care of themselves That’s it, the loudspeaker in the industrial and commercial office no longer shouts brother’s name.”

"What did the Chamber of Commerce and Industry call you for?"

"Criticize education! My brother was walking around every day. At that time, the damn industrial and commercial office was staring at me every day. After that, I didn't dare to go home."

Hold the grass, is there such an operation?

"Now my brother's name is more famous in Dongguang. Whoever wants to buy a motorcycle depends on my face. People often entrust my trading company to deal with new and old equipment. I have a set of instant noodle equipment. What's so strange? "

It turns out that this is the case, and this is also a manifestation of soft power.

"Hey, brother! You just said that you bought this equipment at the scrap price, and I will pay twice the price..."

"Don't come here, it's your family's wealth and your wealth. Even if I get it at the scrap price, I can't sell it to you at the scrap price, 50 yuan! Even if I lose a penny, I won't do."

Wan Feng didn't intend to entangle this guy with this, but changed the subject: "Brother Zhang, why don't you ask me what I'm doing now?"

"Don't you want to make instant noodles?"

"Hehe, that was for my friend. I'm just an investor. I only have one-sixth of the shares. I only care about participating in dividends after I contribute, and I don't care about the rest."

The investment situation of this instant noodle factory is as follows: Wan Feng, Xia Qiulong, Lu Wu, Liu He, Yu Hongchui, and someone named Zhang each contributed a share of investment.

It was a rudimentary joint-stock enterprise, and Wan Feng was just one of the shareholders.

Zhang Shiqian blinked and blinked: "You only care about the early investment and the later dividends, so what are you doing?"

"Guess!"

"I'm guessing fart, where can I guess!"

"Come with me, I will take you to open your eyes."

"Where to go to open your eyes."

Wan Feng pointed at the parking lot: "It's right there, it's only five minutes away!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Shiqian walked towards the parking lot regardless of whether Zhang Shiqian would follow him or not.

9 Chapter Twenty

Zhang Shiqian didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Wan Feng's gourd, but he followed Wan Feng to a small building in the corner of the parking lot.

"Go in and have a look and you'll know what I'm doing now?" Wan Feng made a gesture of invitation.

The doors and windows of the small building are closed this summer, making Zhang Shiqian very confused. What kind of confidentiality project is this?

Zhang Shiqian walked into the small building without raising his legs pretentiously.

On the first floor of the small building, there are about a dozen people who look like workers in work clothes gathered around and doing something.

The two ceiling fans on the top of the small building are constantly spinning, and there are oscillating fans blowing on some tables.

The temperature in the small building is not bad.

Zhang Shiqian didn't pay attention to what those workers and masters were doing together. His attention was attracted by a model.

This is a model that seems to be made of a special kind of mud, standing quietly in the corner of the room.

motorcycle!

Zhang Shiqian, who is an agent of motorcycles himself, has a reason why he doesn't know it.

Zhang Shiqian walked to the motorcycle model in two or three steps, and walked around the model several times.

This motorcycle model is obviously different from the Jiangwei 50 he represented. It is not only longer but also taller than the Jiangwei 50, giving people a thick feeling.

"Xiao Wan, this is the motorcycle you are developing now? What kind of motorcycle is this?"

"AX100."

"AX100? Never heard of it?"

Unless you have been to Riben Xianggang, you have never heard of it.

"What are the characteristics of 100?"

"Two-stroke engine, mixed oil combustion is absolutely resistant, four-speed cycle, can carry 150 kilograms, top speed 4 kilometers per hour, fuel consumption is [-] liters per [-] kilometers." Anyway, Zhang Shiqian didn't know, Wan Feng talked nonsense.

"The most important thing is that this is a real motorcycle, compared with it, the 50 motorcycle is a toy."

Zhang Shiqian came to his senses: "I said brother, when is your motorcycle expected to go on the market?"

"It depends on when the engine is successfully researched. If the engine is successful today, I will be able to market it tomorrow."

"When will the engine be successful?"

Wan Feng pointed to the people in the circle: "The prototype has just been assembled."

Zhang Shiqian leaned in behind those masters, and watched those masters gesticulate against a shining silver engine in the middle.