Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Since you want to be a private car, you can't carry a trailer. It doesn't look like a private car with a trailer.

Wan Feng took off the trailer, leaving the front of the car.

Wan Feng drove the front of the car to Luan Feng's house, and loaded the goods to be taken to the street into the driver's cab.

It's not easy to deliver goods on the street since the tractor is parked.

An empty front can drive much faster, and the tractor stopped in front of Xia Qiulong's house in more than 40 minutes without even downshifting.

Xia Qiulong didn't expect Wan Feng to drive a car.

"In the future, look around to see which units have those kind of worn-out side three-wheelers or front three-wheelers, and ask if they are sold? If it is impossible, you can get a motorcycle engine."

"What do you want that thing for?"

"Let's go, it's convenient to go anywhere in the future, isn't it?"

It is still very difficult to get a private car these days, there is basically no choice, Wan Feng just asked casually, but he didn't expect to be able to get it, if he could get the engine and make a simple motorcycle himself, it would not be impossible.

"How about I let the brothers steal one for you?"

"You pull it down. The most basic thing we have to do in the future must be legal. Don't think about those crooked ways. If you don't sell it, pull it down. My sister-in-law didn't say how about the shipment of the ski jacket?"

Xinli basically doesn't go out to sell now. She already has more than a dozen loyal and reliable distributors in Hongya County, and she only distributes goods at home.

For example, when she received 12 yuan for a ski jacket, she added one yuan and walked out.

"The eight ski jackets that came yesterday were shipped out. It seems that not all of them were sold. I heard her mumbling that three pieces seemed to be sold."

It's a very normal phenomenon. If things worth fifteen or six yuan fall off as quickly as clothes worth a few yuan, then it's not normal.

Wan Feng brought over eight more ski jackets today. I don’t know how the market will react now. Luan Feng’s side is still dominated by jackets and trousers with two or three stripes similar to slacks. Ski jackets have not become Mainstream production items.

"Where's my tape recorder? You still need one for me." Xia Qiulong asked after the clothes were delivered.

"I'll make the tape recorder when I get back this afternoon. How many electronic watches do you have?"

The last time Wan Feng bought 20 electronic watches, and when he came back, he approved another [-] and threw [-] at Xia Qiulong's place. It has been more than [-] days, and I don't know how these guys are doing with the [-] watches. .

"There are still two hundred or so. Next time you come, bring another five hundred."

Wan Feng calculated that there are probably more than 500 left in the family.

The county digested a thousand of these goods, Qi Guangli and Zhang Guangpu took away a total of three hundred, and Shen Hongjun also took away about a hundred or so several times.

If Xia Qiulong replenishes the goods again this time, he won't have much left. It seems that he will have to go to Bohai Sea around New Year's Eve. If he doesn't think about it, that bastard Fang Hongqiu should go home for the New Year.

If these watches are completely sold out, he can make a profit of about 3 yuan. In addition to his previous savings, his current assets are about [-] yuan.

The goal set at the beginning of the year to have 1 yuan by the end of the year has been overfulfilled.

Chapter 4 This is Wan Ge

1980 If someone shouted on the street: I have 3 yuan!

90.00% of people think he is crazy, another one percent think he is drunk.

Naturally, Wan Feng would not go out on the street and call out how much money he had, since he neither drank alcohol nor was he insane.

In 3, 1980 yuan was indeed a fortune enough to cause the eyes of countless people to burst into flames, but it was not worth mentioning in Wan Feng's eyes.

Another profit of more than 300 yuan was collected from Jiang Hongguo. He hadn't come to Jiang Hongguo to collect money for a long time, so he had saved a small sum of money.

Jiang Hong's life in the country has become prosperous. His monthly income from making wheelchairs and selling electronic watches is already around [-] to [-] yuan. In addition, He Yanhua sells some clothes when he is off work and on Sundays, and he also earns dozens of yuan a month. It is not an exaggeration to say that his family is living in a well-off life.

Because of this, it is not surprising that Jiang Hongguo and Wanfeng are all red.

Wan Feng drove a 22 tractor head on a rampage on the street. Anyway, there were not many cars on the street, so he didn't have to worry about his own safety even if he hit it.

I ran to Wujiaohua suddenly and bought all the accessories listed above according to the list made by Master Feng.

The salesperson was a woman with the eyes on the top of the celestial spirit cover, and this girl never looked at Wan Feng directly from the beginning to the end, which made Wan Feng very upset.

Anyway, I am also a flower bone of the motherland, belonging to the sun at seven or eight o'clock in the morning. Besides, although I am not handsome, I am not sorry for the audience.

"Comrade, show me this."

"Didn't you read this just now?" His tone was as cold as the air outside.

"Have you seen it? I forgot, then take this out and let me have a look."

It seems that the woman with menstrual disorders finally became popular: "Do you want to buy it or not? It seems that there is no end to it?"

Of course I didn't buy it, it's just to entertain you because you don't like it.

Seeing the woman at the counter pinching her waist with her hands ready to spray dung, Wan Feng retreated very cleverly, since he had already bought all the things he wanted to buy.

I will not give you a chance to get angry, let your fire suffocate in your stomach, burn your internal organs, and finally die by self-immolation.

Humming a ditty, I got on the tractor that was still chug outside, and ran towards Miaoling as soon as I stepped on the accelerator.

There are no cars on the street, and there are no trams in Hongya County, so Wanfeng's tractors are chug-chug along the entire street leading to Miaoling.

The special sound of the tractor even omitted the horn, and people on the street ran to the side of the road when they heard the chug from a long distance.

This made Wan Feng feel invincible and lonely.

Just proud of it, a bicycle rushed out of an alley.

At that time, two cars could run side by side on the streets. Jiefang did not have the momentum of passing five or six cars side by side like later generations. There were no sidewalks beside the roads, except houses and alleys.

The bicycle came out so suddenly that Wan Feng jumped and stepped on the brakes to death.

The bicycle wheel slammed into the drive wheel of the tractor and bounced back like a ball.

The cyclist fell to the ground and heard his melodious voice: "My hands, my legs, my stomach, my butt."

According to experience, nine out of ten people who can shout so many nouns in this kind of accident have encountered Pengci.

In 1980, Porcelain Porcelain appeared?

This is not scientific!

If it was a surprise robber, he should come out at night, what's the matter if he came out in broad daylight?

Wan Feng sat in the car and did not move, he was waiting for the person to call me, since other parts of the body were called, how could such an important part be left behind.

It's a pity that I didn't hear the words he wanted to hear until the man stopped moving.

Wan Feng got out of the car in disappointment, only then did he see that it was a middle-aged woman, who was sitting on the ground rubbing her ankles and looking at her bicycle with a sad face.