Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Wan Feng pushed the wheelchair in front of him.

The man called Lao Li leaned on a cane and sat in a wheelchair. His back straightened a little out of nowhere. He threw the cane aside and turned the push wheels with both hands, and walked around the park twice excitedly.

It's very smooth, it's not like someone who is using a wheelchair for the first time.

"Great, it's worth the money, it's much more convenient than crutches, give me the money!"

Lao Li proudly took out a handful of coins from his pocket and counted them to Jiang Hongguo one by one.

Those people with poor legs and feet next to them looked envious, and Wan Feng thought that these people would be the next potential buyers.

But what left him speechless was that the next person who threw out the order turned out to be an old man with sharp legs.

"Xiao Jiang, make me something like this."

Wan Feng was so dumbfounded.

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Not only Wan Feng was dumbfounded, but Jiang Hongguo was also dumbfounded: "Uncle Liu, you still have good legs and feet, what do you want this thing for?"

"What are you doing! Sit down, don't look at my legs and feet, but my legs hurt when I walk far away. If I have this thing, I don't have to go. It's so expensive!"

Wan Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, your leg hurts even when you walk, but it doesn't hurt when you roll the wheel with both hands?

Doesn't this save legs, feet and arms? What kind of account is this?

"You can make one for me, won't it only cost more than 100 yuan, how much trouble will I save?" Old Liu was complacent, with a sense of superiority on his face.

Probably a retired cadre.

"Okay then, I'll bring you here the day after tomorrow."

After receiving the next order, Jiang Hongguo had to act to buy supporting roles, and went to the Wujiaohua store with Wan Feng.

On the way, Jiang Hongguo parked his wheelchair on the side of the road and began to distribute the money.

The two wheelchairs were sold for a second-hand quantity: two hundred and five.

Each of the two cars got a profit of 63 yuan, and Jiang Hongguo repaid Wan Feng [-] yuan.

This is Wan Feng lent him 50 yuan to buy accessories. As for the [-] yuan he borrowed to see a doctor, Jiang Min has already paid it off.

"Do you have enough turnover?"

"I've already figured it out. I can turn over the money for the accessories of a wheelchair in my hand. I sell one and install the second one. Anyway, this thing is not a thing that sells several cars at once. It's already 60 yuan. Is it enough to buy accessories for a wheelchair?"

Since it was enough, Wan Feng was not hypocritical, so he put the money away and put it in his pocket.

Wan Feng now has around 1000 yuan, but he doesn't feel rich at all.

Almost all people's rebirth can reach tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands in just a few months. How come it doesn't work for me?

I have been doing this for more than half a year, and my entire net worth is less than 1000 yuan. Although I have more than 1000 yuan on me now, more than 700 yuan is for clothes.

Could it be that the way of rebirth is wrong?

Is it because they are reborn as national cadres and college students, and they are farmers?

The gap between people seems to be a little bigger.

well!Wan Feng sighed and Jiang Hongguo walked into the Wujiaohua store, watching Jiang Hongguo buy accessories.

Jiang Hongguo first bought a pair of [-] wheels and hung them on a hook on the frame behind the wheelchair, and then bought a pinch brake and a pair of guide wheels.

The kind of plastic and rubber wheels that can be seen on baby carriages, with universal joints on them.

Almost half of the accessories of the wheelchair can be bought here, but he has to go to other places for a small part.

After Jiang Hongguo bought the accessories, he took Wan Feng to the appliance group.

There is a middle-aged man and a young man in the home appliance group. The middle-aged man is answering customers' inquiries, while the young man has his back to the counter and does not know what he is doing.

"Xiao He, where is my second uncle?" Since the master chef was receiving customers, Jiang Hongguo asked the guy at the counter.

The young man turned his back to the counter and seemed to be busy with something, turned his head and glanced at Jiang Hongguo: "Uncle Jiang is here, your second uncle probably went out to play chess."

"This is my second uncle's new colleague, you wait here, I'll go find my second uncle."

Jiang Hongguo rolled his wheelchair and didn't know where to find his second uncle.

Wan Feng probed to this guy surnamed He and asked, "Haven't you saved enough tape recorders?"

Xiao He looked back at Wan Feng and seemed to remember: "It's you! Were you here last week?"

"Many shops are closed for worship, why don't you do so?"

"We have a new leader who said that it is not good for our store to lose money year after year. If we want to change the system, our Sundays will be changed."

It’s time for these stores to change. They resolutely don’t open before midnight every day. They close at noon for a rest, and close on Sundays for holidays. Even if you order something, you can order it for two days.

That way you won't lose money.

"What happened to your tape recorder?"

"Basically, it's almost saved, the only thing missing is the shell."

"I see that you are sweating profusely. Is there something you didn't understand?"

"For some reason, it just doesn't ring." Xiao He said without turning his head.

"Can you bring it to me to look at it for you?"

"You understand this?" Xiao He asked in disbelief.

"My father repairs the radio and broadcasts, and I know a little bit about it." Wan Feng lied without changing his expression.

Xiao He thought for a while, probably there was nothing he could do, so he put his pile of scrap metal on the counter.

A tape recorder movement, a radio movement, two small speakers that seem to be removed from an old radio, and a battery box containing four AA batteries.

"No transformers?"

"Now that I don't understand it, I dare not use the transformer, because I am afraid it will burn, so use the battery."

"Do you have a watch?"

Xiao He turned around and took an old-fashioned multimeter.