Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Wan Feng couldn't refute these words, it made sense.

Zhang Xuan didn't bother to go, she knew it was only such a big car, and there were three members of Han Guang's family when she came back, so she couldn't fit in the car just to join in the fun.

Besides, she's already busy training her paging girls, and she needs to learn to type too.

So she didn't come.

Although Liang Hongying was still physically weak, she was in good spirits and reminded Han Guang's family of the correct posture for holding the child from time to time.

But it didn't help much. The way Han Guang's family hugged the child, Wan Feng felt like he was holding a gun instead of a child.

Luan Feng also wanted to hug the child several times, but was stopped by Wan Feng.

He was really worried about her holding other people's children. If his own child fell, he would fall too. There was no way to let it be his own.

But if someone else's child was dropped by her, he couldn't afford it.

Han Guang's family sat in the passenger seat with their child in their arms, while Luan Feng and Liang Hongying chattered in the back row, talking about such unnutritious nonsense as whether giving birth hurts or not.

After returning to Jiangwei, Liang Hongying began to play the role of an uncle, sitting on the hot kang and enjoying life.

Judging by that posture, I guess I'm not going to get off the kang when I go to the toilet.

"You have a really sharp mouth, you can't get off the kang when you go to the toilet? Do you think I'm an idiot and go to the kang to pee on the kang?" Liang Hongying didn't like to hear it.

"You can ask Guang's family to bring you a urinal."

"Get out of here!"

Wan Feng is gone, and after picking up Han Guang's house, he has to go to the county hospital to pick up Liu Sheng'an.

Liu Shengan's daughter-in-law should also be discharged from the hospital today.

After going through the discharge procedures, Liu Shengan helped his wife out of the hospital and got into the car.

"Xiao Wan! Thank you, sister-in-law."

Liu Shengan's wife thanked Wan Feng as soon as she got into the car.

"Sister-in-law! Don't say these polite words, anyone who encounters this will help."

"Wan Feng! See what I can do for you? From now on, I will be your man, and I will do whatever you ask me to do!"

Wan Feng drove out of the hospital yard and onto the street before answering Liu Shengan's question.

"I don't mean to ask you to work hard for me when I help you. If you understand it that way, you are wrong."

"That's not what I mean. I'm here to repay your kindness. I'm here to pay you back. You're right. You can't pay back the money you owe you for selling fish for five or six years."

Wan Feng lent him a total of 7000 yuan.

The 7000 7000 yuan has not been spent, and there are more than [-] yuan left.

But a famine of 1 yuan could crush people to death at that time.

In the 80s, there was a popular saying in the southern part of the Northern Liao Dynasty: the famine is over ten thousand, and the heart is frightened.

The popular explanation is that as long as the famine is less than [-], there is hope for a family.

If the famine is over ten thousand, then life will not be easy.

At that time, it was really not easy to repay the foreign debt of 1 yuan.

"What can you do?" Wan Feng asked.

Liu Shengan was silent, yes!What can I do?

It seems that there is really nothing else to do except farming and fishing.

Farming is still not good, and selling fish seems to be not good.

It was only then that Liu Sheng'an realized that he could hardly do anything.

Chapter 1491 Oil Factory

Liu Shengan is a farmer himself, so the road of grain and oil processing should be more suitable for him. Unfortunately, the grain and oil market will not open until [-], so it is not feasible to take this road now.

Although it will take two years for the grain to be opened, there is no problem with the oil workshop.

Since [-], countless individual cold rolling mills have appeared, not to mention it is already [-].

"You should open a small oil shop, specializing in selling barreled oil, register a trademark yourself, and you will only play this in your life."

Rural people still continue the tradition of eating oil now, and use soybeans from their own fields to send to oil mills to change oil.

One hundred catties of soybean oil workshop gave thirteen catties of soybean oil and eighty catties of bean cakes.

Oil mills nominally earn processing fees, ranging from a few cents to ten cents per catty for a hundred catties of beans.

In fact, there are many ways to make money in oil workshops.

The hot-rolled oil mill can produce [-] catties of oil from [-] catties of beans, and it can only give [-] catties of oil at most, so that the oil mill can make a profit of about two catties of oil.

And there are also a few catties of profit on bean cakes. Although bean cakes are not worth much, the amount of small ones is still considerable.

However, if urban residents do not have enough oil to eat, they can only rely on the black market to buy oil or go to the countryside to buy oil through relatives until the food stamps are canceled at the end of [-] until the grain market is completely liberalized.

At that time, when buying soybean oil, I brought my own utensils, most of which were square plastic pots.

The round oil drum has not yet appeared.

The earliest mainland barreled oil appeared was the arowana that appeared in the store in [-].

There are thousands of families specializing in business in Wahou Daji. Many of these families are from other places. Although it is not said that there is no room, it is guaranteed that there is no row of land.

All their food is bought.

Liu Sheng'an only needs to make up for this gap and then sell some takeaways to the towns. These factories in the Wei Industrial Zone will earn a meager [-] to [-] a year.

"What is barrel oil?"

"It's oil in small plastic barrels, five or four catties per barrel."

"Is it a plastic pot?"

Wan Feng shook his head: "This plastic bucket is round and transparent."

Plastic pots are opaque, so the grade is naturally not good.