Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

"Only one pair of men's trousers and one pair of women's trousers remained unsold, and the rest were sold."

Only two pants left?Eight pieces were sold, which is a bit astonishing speed. She will be the first ten thousand household in Hongya County if sold at such a speed.

Wan Feng patted Xia Qiulong: "Brother, hold on!"

Xia Qiulong knew the meaning of Wan Feng's words, and laughed loudly: "I'm a fart!"

"Are you not going to the construction site today?"

"I'll arrange someone for your sister-in-law to go to the construction site later."

"Be sure to arrange someone who has eyesight and cleverness, but don't arrange a stupid pillar like you. It's better not to arrange it."

Xia Qiulong glared: "Brother is so unpopular?"

"Why don't I say you have to hold on, my sister-in-law is a noble person now, well, I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to hand over the goods to my sister-in-law."

Wan Feng and Xin Li came to the side of the road, Wan Feng opened the satchel.

"I didn't bring as many clothes today as yesterday. The main reason is that the processing was a little late. Today, I only have ten pairs of pants and ten pieces of clothes. Let's make do and sell them. There should be more tomorrow."

Twenty pieces of clothes cost 30 yuan, one hand the money and the other the goods. Xinli handed the money to Wan Feng.

Wan Feng put away the money.

"Brother, there are two girls in the hosiery factory who want thinner pants, the kind that tighten the buttocks, do we have any?"

Wan Feng chuckled, how foresighted he was, he asked Luan Feng to change the size of his trousers last night, and he would need them today.

"Tomorrow, the pants that will come out tomorrow are all skinny pants, I guarantee the girls will like them."

"Okay, that's all right."

A boy with a ghostly head and toad eyes got out of nowhere, and ran to Xia Qiulong sleepily, not long after he woke up.

"Brother, what do you want me to do?"

"Fuck, I told you to come at eight o'clock and you're only here now."

The young man smiled a little embarrassedly: "Last night, I played poker with my neighbor until almost twelve o'clock, and I didn't get up in the morning."

"Hmph! From now on, follow your sister-in-law."

The young man was a little confused: "What are you doing with my sister-in-law?"

"Your sister-in-law is going to do some business, and you are afraid that someone will catch you. Your task is to tell your sister-in-law in advance if you see something wrong. If it is too late, you will rush up to stop the person who comes and give your sister-in-law a chance to escape."

Xia Qiulong probably became even more confused when he explained the young man, it was as if he was catching a spy.

"Second son, don't listen to your elder brother's threats. It's not that serious. Let's go. You'll understand when the time comes. Brother Wan, let's go." The young man carried his bag and Xin Li left.

"Brother! Where are you going now?"

"I'm going to Mr. Zhou's house. I promised to give his wife a piece of clothing a few days ago, and I'm sending it now. Then I'm going to a department store and finally a textile factory."

"Do you need my help?"

Wan Feng made a calculation: "In an hour, you can wait for me at the textile factory and help me load the car."

Wan Feng originally wanted to go to Zhou Bingde's house first, but after thinking about it, it would be easier to go to the department store first, since he will have to pull fabrics in a while, so he doesn't have the time to go to the store.

I went to the store as quickly as possible and bought two bottles of Kong Fengchun and two bottles of Maxam.

Originally, he wasn't going to keep this promise, but now that Jiang Min lives in Luan Feng's house, he has to buy this thing. He can't let a girl who left home wear cream every day.

Zhou Bingde's family, Wan Feng, came once. Although he was not familiar with the way, he still remembered the way, and came to Zhou's house without much trouble.

Arriving outside Zhou's courtyard, Wan Feng opened the door and unexpectedly saw a seventeen-year-old girl in the courtyard washing clothes in a laundry tub, and turned to look at Wan Feng when he heard the door being pushed open.

"Who are you looking for?" The tone was a bit arrogant.

Since the girl was washing clothes facing the door, the side of her body fell into Wan Feng's eyes.

Wearing a white half-sleeved old man's shirt, he has no figure at all. His bare arms are white, but they are covered with a lot of soap foam, and the two long whips are almost hanging down to his buttocks.

I don't know him at all, did I go to the wrong door?

Just wondering, Zhou Bingde's wife came out of the house.

"Oh, Xiao Wan is here, come in!"

The girl probably saw that Wan Feng was not a good person, so she asked in a stiff tone, "Who is he?"

"He is Xiao Wan. Your grandpa just got better after eating his cantaloupe disease."

"Ghostly people don't look like good people!"

"This child has taken the wrong medicine! Xiao Wan, don't pay attention to her, she's just like a bear, sitting in the room."

Wan Feng went into the house and took out the suit from his backpack.

"Auntie, didn't I say to give you a set of clothes last time? We've finished the clothes. Check if they fit!"

"My child, I thought you were joking at the beginning. What kind of clothes are you giving? It's not that my aunt lacks clothes."

"What's yours is yours. Isn't this a little bit of my heart? Try to see if it fits. If it doesn't fit, I'll take it back and change it."

Wan Feng opened his clothes with a shake, and Zhou Bingde's wife's eyes seemed to be sucked by a magnet, and she couldn't move her eyes away.

This is the first time she has seen this style of clothes.

"Where did you get this dress? There is no such style in the store?"

"We made this ourselves. There is a clothes maker in our team. I designed this style according to your figure."

Zhou Bingde's wife wiped her hands and carefully put on the clothes on her body.

But as soon as the clothes were on her body, the room seemed to light up suddenly, as if a different person had changed in the blink of an eye.

The clothes seemed to be tailor-made, not to mention how suitable they were for her, and she seemed to look a lot younger all of a sudden.

Zhou Bingde's wife turned around in front of the big mirror, and even she couldn't believe that the person in the mirror was her.

"Does it look good?" Zhou Bingde's wife asked Wan Feng while turning around.

"Looks good, looks younger by 60 or [-] years."

"Hahaha, what you said is really interesting. My aunt is only in her 40s this year. Let you say that, she is too young."