Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

In order to prove that he can run the three-step basket, Yang Qilang rushed to the basket when he wanted to pass the basketball, and started the three-step basket when he rushed into the three-second zone, still shouting slogans.

"one two Three."

Seeing waves in Wan Feng's stomach, why is he still counting and running three-step baskets?

"Come on, let's play a game as a team. Zhang Hailao said that you are very good at the game. Let us see it."

Wan Feng shook his head like a Parkinson's syndrome patient: "Do you know why I insist on waiting for you to run three-step basket before I play with you?"

Yang Qilang shook his head: "Why?"

"I'm afraid that I will be hit by you bastards and I can't take care of myself. You guys are playing basketball. This is like playing rugby. In order for me to live healthily and become the pillar of the country in the future, I will be able to do three-step layups skillfully. Before, I was determined not to play with you, goodbye!"

After finishing speaking, Wan Feng turned around and ran, like a galloping rabbit, he ran across the small river and into the ditch in one breath.

When passing by the door of a house, there was a strange machine sound coming from the yard. Wan Feng stepped back and looked in through the open door, and saw his future brother-in-law was in the open space in front of the house. What are you busy with?

More than half of the Wahou team is on the court. What is he doing at home?

Wan Feng raised his legs and entered the yard. When he got closer, he found that Luan Jianshe was using a small machine to bend some small cylinders as thick as teacups.

Isn't this the cylinder on the hand thresher!

Not to mention that the small cylinder bending machine that Luan Jianshe made according to his suggestion is very easy to use, and one can be bent in a blink of an eye, and the produced cylinder is about the same size.

Seeing Wan Feng coming, Luan Jianshe smiled and said, "What do you think of me making this thing?"

"Very good, very good, very standard, how many threshers have you made now?"

Luan Jianshe stood up without saying a word and led Wan Feng into the west room of his house.

Good guy!There are a pile of hand threshers on the kang, at least forty or fifty.

"Why don't you take it out and sell it? It's not a problem if you pile it up. Are you selling one?"

"Our team, Yuan Shan's family and Zhang Hongkun's family, bought one, but didn't sell the other one. Where can we sell it?"

Co-author, he only knows how to make but not how to sell.

"Tomorrow is the fourteenth. Gushan is a market. Take it to the market and sell it."

"How to sell it, I have never sold anything."

well!He still has to teach them how to sell things, he's been too old this day.

"Well, tomorrow you get a cart and push all these things to the market, and I'll sell them for you."

"Push them all away?"

"Can you still sell three or two? What do you mean by selling a fart?"

"Then you won't go to school tomorrow?"

"Wednesday afternoon is the day off tomorrow. It's half a day if you don't go to school or not."

It is estimated that Zhou Xiaowen will have a talk with himself, and he has indeed asked for a lot of leave these days.

"I'll wait for you at the team headquarters at seven o'clock tomorrow, and I'm leaving."

Coming out of Luan Jianshe's house, Wan Feng glanced at Luan Feng's house, of course at the mansion.

The electricity in the mansion had already been turned on, so there was a light on inside, shining light on the uncured concrete floor.

But even the flat ground looks uneven under the light.

The smell of paint on the window frame is much lighter, and it is estimated that there will not be much smell tomorrow.

The Wangs and their sons seemed to be doing the job wrongly. Didn’t they first paint the window frame and then press the glass?

Wan Feng only discovered this problem, isn't this upside down!

Luan Feng and Jiang Min ran out together.

"How many days will it take to move in? We can't wait."

These guys who can't wait for beans to rot.

"It won't take a few days, and we can move in when the ground is dry."

Luan Feng and Jiang Min jumped up and down like two grasshoppers.

The sewing workshop in this building occupies the largest area, accounting for more than half of the building. It is estimated that the area is about [-] square meters. This area can accommodate at least [-] to [-] sewing machines.

But Luan Feng now has only eight machines including those that haven't been assembled, which is too little.

If the two machines were not transferred to Luan Ying, there would only be ten machines, which would not be enough for anything.

It is too slow to count on Zheng Yong's speed. According to his current speed of making machines, he can get at most five or six machines by the end of the year. Where can he find some sewing machines?

I don't know if the county quilt factory has any unwanted sewing machines and asked someone to get a few back.

This task should be handed over to Zhou Bingde or Bai Liyun. They don't know if they have contact with the quilt factory.

Chapter 371 The villain first and then the gentleman (add 2003 reward for the leader MYBBY1)

Three yuan is not a small amount for these housewives. The annual income of many families is a little better. The production team has 60 yuan, and it is only 40 yuan. It is hard to make up your mind to spend three yuan to buy a machine. .

After all, people have a coping mentality, and they can do whatever they can.

Because Wan Feng knew this reason, he used the trump card of tearing price. If the tearing price doesn't work, they will really cry.

Wan Feng was regretting why he didn't bring two threshing machines. At this time, if there were two threshing machines along with him, selling ten or eight threshing machines would not be a problem at all.

Unexpectedly, pie in the sky, Xiao Jun's mother took the initiative to take on this role.

But at this time, you have to pretend not to know each other.

"Auntie, do you want to buy a thresher?"

Xiao Jun's mother just nodded without saying a word, and handed over a two-yuan note and a one-yuan note.

Wan Feng quickly changed his money, picked up a threshing machine and shook it a few times, then went to the donkey cart behind and put an ear of corn into the cylinder and shook it, and the corn fell down with a splash.

"My aunt, you come to this station. I've picked it out for you. There's no problem at all. Go back and help introduce the publicity to the neighbors."

Xiao Jun's mother smiled and picked up the machine: "If your machine really works, I will definitely help you promote it."

"Have you seen this aunt? Now the first threshing machine with a tearful price has been sold, and there are two more. If you don't sell it, there will be no more."