Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Wan Feng had no choice but to tell him what to do with the concrete.

Xue Jianguo was greatly surprised by Wan Feng's concrete plan. It was the first time he had come into contact with this method of building a building.

Concrete needs stones, steel mesh, and then poured with cement. For the strength of the building, Wan Feng also abandoned the brick-concrete structure and replaced it with a frame. Isn't it just spending more money.

Money is not an issue now.

He did what he said, and Xue Jianguo was also a crunchy person. After calculation and measurement, on the third day after the cold dew, the construction team drove in and started digging the foundation.

The mixer used to make tiles and mix cement in the Wahou brick and tile factory aroused his great interest, and he clamored to get this thing to his construction site.

"That won't work! If we get it to your construction site, why would we play with it? If you want, we can make one for you." Wan Feng flatly refused.

This small friction drum mixer started from his idea during the summer vacation, and then he drew a simple schematic drawing, which was verified several times by Xiao Dexiang and the others. It has not been more than half a month since the success of this machine, and more than 1000 was spent during the period. Zhang Hai I have been black for more than a month because of this thing.

Now that the brick and tile factory has only been addicted for half a month, Xue Jianguo just wants to pick up ready-made ones, so there is no such reason.

"how much is it?"

"1000 yuan!" Wan Feng opened his mouth and put a satellite. At this time, he didn't have the courage to sharpen the knife quickly. If he didn't consider the price in 1980, he would really want 2000 yuan. More than [-] yuan.

"What? 1000 yuan? I saw this stuff is just some iron shelves with an iron cylinder? How dare you ask for 1000 yuan!"

"Hehe, Captain Xue, don't say anything else, look at how big this motor is, it costs more than 100 yuan alone."

"The most valuable part of this machine is the motor. What about the rest? Stop talking nonsense and get me one for 700 yuan."

Although this machine cost thousands of dollars during the experiment, the cost after finalizing the calculation is about [-] to [-]. It would be a fool not to do it if the profit is doubled.

"Well, how about I build you a mixer with a hopper for 1000 yuan? That can save two labors.

Wahou's small friction-type drum mixer does not have that kind of automatic feeding hopper. It relies on manpower to feed materials into the mixer one shovel by one shovel. This is mainly to save costs.

Zhang Hai only gave 1000 yuan in funding, and the research experiment cost almost [-] yuan. How could it be possible that Wan Feng didn't make some money? His name is Wan Feng, not Lei Feng.

After Xue Jianguo figured out what the hopper was, his eyes rolled for a long time: "Temporarily give me 700 yuan to come to Taiwan. Let's talk about your one with the hopper after you get it out."

"One is enough for a team as big as yours. You won't need it in the future?"

Xue Jianguo thought about his life for a long time: "Then come to two first."

The cost of the two machines is [-] yuan, if you give Xiao Dexiang [-] yuan to them, he can earn [-] yuan himself.

Knowledge is really the source of wealth creation.

3Chapter 17 They are Sanguine

Qi Guangli's brain must have been licked by a donkey. When Wan Feng and Xue Jianguo finished studying the problem of the mixer and were about to go to school, they accidentally discovered that this guy came from behind the mountain on a bicycle following a meteor.

Wan Feng dodged to the side of the road in panic, for fear of being knocked into a ditch by this guy.

"Brother Wan, I've sold one piece, I've sold one piece." Qi Guangli swung his stirrup off the saddle, jumped off the bicycle and yelled at Wan Feng.

Seeing this guy's eyes staring like coal balls, his hands clenched into fists and his body still trembling slightly.

Mentally ill?

"I made my first business, selling an electronic watch!"

It's been four days since Qi Guangli got the goods, and the goods are finally open!

As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning, which is a good sign, and Wan Feng is also happy for him.

"Sold today?"

"Just an hour ago, a teacher bought a watch from me, and I came to announce the good news to you right away."

"Huh? You rode from Qingshan to Wahou just to tell me this?"

"Ah, yes!"

This guy came here just to tell himself he sold a watch!

Fuck, is this the harvest year for idiots?

"How much did you sell for?"

This time Qi Guangli was no longer an idiot, he knew how to look left and right and extended a slap.

"Fifty?"

Qi Guangli nodded.

It is worthwhile to go so far after selling it for 50 yuan.

"I'll return the fifty to you first, and I'm leaving."

Qi Guangli patted the 50 yuan into Wan Feng's hand, turned around and left.

Wan Feng stared blankly at the back of Qi Guangli flying away, and couldn't help thinking of a lyrics in his heart: come in a hurry, go in a hurry, just like this...

Qi Guangli went back all the way through wind and rain, just to tell Wan Feng that he opened his business.

Wan Feng also went to school through wind and rain, but the school was safe and sound, and he spent the whole afternoon in school in a daze.

When school was over, Chen Wenxin followed Wan Feng to Wahou with her schoolbag on her back.

Today is the first time for Chen Wenxin to go to school from Wahou, because her family has moved to Wahou yesterday afternoon.

The house in Dashutun was sold for 180 yuan, and her new home is on the hill to the east of Luanfeng's house. It used to be the youth camp of the Wahou team, and it has been abandoned for almost two years.

Chen Cang bought half the area of ​​the young man's place for 80 yuan, and spent more than 100 yuan to clean it up. Now it looks like a home.

"This time, you don't need me to hand in the work and take the work. You can go to Luan Feng's house to get it yourself."

"I haven't had any contact with her, so take me there."

"It's a team now, why are you embarrassed? When you go, tell Luan Feng that I am Wan Feng's second wife."

"Bastard, you are here again, I will kick you to death!"

Chen Wenxin didn't kick Wan Feng to death, but still pestered Wan Feng to take her to Luan Feng's house.

Sand, stones, and red bricks and cement were piled up in front of Luan Feng's house, and even the wood for doors and windows was piled up in a pile.

That is to say, everything is ready now, and it is just a matter of east wind.

Now that all the materials are ready, Wan Feng feels that there is no need to wait for the spring of next year. He plans to go to Zhang Guangpu's house in the evening and tell him to call someone to start work. Wouldn't it be better if it can be used before New Year's Day.