Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

"Fuck, big brother, you can't keep grabbing a sheep and pulling its wool, can you? If this goes on, my godfather will be turned into kudzu oil by you."

"Ah? Who is Ge You?"

Ge You... In 1980, Ge You was only in his 20s. He seemed to be in some kind of art troupe. Few people in China knew him. This knowledge was not necessary for popular science, and Wan Feng wisely did not explain it.

No matter who it was sold to, it was sold. Wan Feng took 300 yuan out of the 80 yuan and gave it to Xia Qiulong.

The pre-ordered share cannot be changed.

"Do you still have a watch for how old you are?" Xia Qiulong asked after taking the hundred watches that Wan Feng brought over this time.

Wan Feng thought for a while: "It seems that there are about [-] left, I guess you won't be able to sell them before New Year's Day."

"What? New Year's Day? It's still more than two months before New Year's Day, don't you look down on us brothers! Each of us brothers can sell an average of one watch, and these 20 people can only sell more than 20 watches a day. You two What is a hundred watches good for?"

Wan Feng did the math, and the more than 200 watches were gone in just eight or ten days.

"I'll go in when you're almost sold out, and I'll buy the goods next week. Don't worry, the goods will be available."

"Get another tape recorder, this thing is a bit expensive, if it is like an electronic watch, it will be sold at such a price."

Isn’t this nonsense? If a tape recorder can cost the same as an electronic watch, then the world will go crazy.

"A lot of young people who are going to get married really want to buy it. Their eyes are full of fire, but it's a pity that they have no money."

If you don't have money, you can only be greedy. Wan Feng can't help him. He has already said that his name is Wan Feng and not Lei Feng.

Xia Qiulong's affairs are over, and it's time for him to go to the next one.

Leaving Xia Qiulong's house, Wan Feng came directly to Zhou Bingde's house with his bag on his back. As soon as he walked to the gate of his house, he heard Liu Wenzheng's coquettish voice coming from the house.

Obviously it was from the tape recorder, Hua'er caught something funny this time.

Today Wan Feng will not be afraid to see Hua'er, because he brought her another dress, a red, white and black sportswear.

Wan Feng dared to say that Hua'er could like flowers as soon as she saw them, and as soon as she liked them, countless female workers in their factory would like them, so the business came again.

Bai Liyun's role as a model has been utilized, and Zhou Bingde has also utilized it. The next step is to develop the value of flowers.

It's just that it's really okay for me to use Zhou Bingde's family as models?

"Damn girl, I have something to do this time, listen to it all day long, what's the point of turning it over and over again."

As soon as Wan Feng entered the courtyard, he heard Bai Liyun's roar.

It's a terrible thing for a woman to reach menopause. Hua'er went out to play and Bai Liyun scolded her for not being home all day for such a big girl. Now that she doesn't go out at home, she blames others for listening to music.

There is a saying that misleads many men, saying that women are made of water.

This is pure nonsense, and it's still a lot of nonsense.

"Godmother, who are you angry with?" Wan Feng who entered the door smiled knowingly and asked.

"Xiao Wan is here, who else can I talk to, you sister Hua'er, your godfather got such a big radio from somewhere, this damn girl keeps listening to it every day."

As soon as the door of the back room opened, Hua'er stuck her head out: "That's a tape recorder! A tape recorder! It's not a radio."

"I know it's a tape recorder, I just like to say radio."

You see, it is very reasonable for later generations to say important things three times, but Hua'er said it twice, so naturally her mother will not pay attention.

These girls won't pinch each other, will they?

"Hi, Miss Hua'er."

"not good!"

People don't make smiles with open hands, Hua'er doesn't even give good face to smilers regardless of this set.

"Why is it not good? Tell me, brother, maybe the difficulty will be solved."

"I was going to go out and relax, but I have no clothes to wear."

Demo, come with me, and learn to beat around the bush.

Wan Feng didn't speak, he took off the backpack on his shoulder and put it on the kang, unzipped the zipper, pulled out a piece of clothing from it, and threw it towards Hua'er like a fireball.

"See if the disturbing problem has been resolved?"

Hua'er hurriedly picked it up in her hands, she was overjoyed, turned around and went back to the back room, and the problem disappeared.

Wan Feng continued to take clothes out of the bag.

"Here are the remaining suits. I brought all the seventeen suits left. Godmother, please order."

"What else can you order? Don't worry about your work."

Don't worry, it's the rules of the business world to face the money and the goods.

When Bai Liyun finished counting the numbers, Hua'er came out with a blushing face, put on her new clothes, and walked around in the middle of the ground twice.

"Smelly!" Bai Liyun unceremoniously gave a two-word objective evaluation.

"It's beautiful!" Wan Feng didn't let Hua'er's little face droop immediately.

"Sister Hua'er, if the sisters in your factory are interested in what you want to do, you will give you a commission of [-] cents for each piece. I remember that I asked you to do this last time. You seem to A piece of clothing is missing."

Hua'er was embarrassed: "I forgot last time. The sisters in our factory really have something to do. Don't worry, I won't forget this time. I promise to draw a batch for you."

When Hua'er left the house, Wan Feng also came out. He wanted to go to the textile printing and dyeing factory to buy a batch of fabrics, and Yan Shishi promised to get him some dyes.

He wants to use these dyes to dye those off-print cloths so that they can be used.

Chapter 351 Make the decision for my aunt

Now many of Luan Feng's clothes don't use those defective fabrics. Anyway, the good fabrics bought from textile printing and dyeing factories are only two or three cents a foot.

However, if the dyes from the printing and dyeing factory do not fade, he is still planning to use more of these off-print fabrics, after all, it costs more than ten cents per foot.

Yan Shishi was very trustworthy, and prepared a total of five or six colors of dyes for Wan Feng. They were small iron buckets that looked like paint, so it was not easy to smuggle them out.

Wan Feng simply went to issue the tickets openly, isn't it just a few barrels of dye, rather than being embarrassed by others and being found ugly, it is better to buy it openly, we are not short of money.

This textile printing and dyeing factory seemed to be out of order around [-]. There was a girl named Yuan Li from the Yuan family in Wahou who took her father's shift to work in the textile printing and dyeing factory. She was laid off around [-].

There are still 15 years between now and 15, and Luanfeng's garment factory will not have to worry about the cloth issue for at least these [-] years.

When the car passed the hardware store, Wan Feng ran down and bought a cauldron with twenty seals.