Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Xiao Purchasing had already settled the account, and was chatting with Zhang Hai and the old accountant at the team headquarters when Wan Feng came in and asked, "Is the car ready?"

Wan Feng nodded: "It's ready."

Xiao Liang stood up: "Now that it's installed, we're on our way. Our leader is still a little worried about the new tractor we ordered. He told us to go back quickly, and he wants to take a look."

Analyzing this guy's tone, it seems that he is highly valued by the leader.

"Xiao Purchasing, don't worry, we still have something to discuss with you, it won't take long." Wan Feng kept Xiao Liang who was about to leave.

"What's the matter? Tell me!"

"Shenyang will hold a North Fair on the [-]th of next month, do you know?"

Xiao Liang nodded: "I know, we were going to join in the fun."

"We also signed up to participate in the exhibition, mainly to display tractors, but it is more troublesome for us to transport tractors there. I mean, if your tractors are not sold that day, can we borrow one to exhibit at the exhibition? out?"

Xiao Liang thought for a while and said: "This is a good thing. This is equivalent to advertising to increase the popularity of the product. We should support it. When I go back and tell our leader, our leader is quite open-minded. I think he can support it. , after all, the product is well-known, isn't it easy for us to sell it!"

It's a pleasure to deal with smart people.

"If your leader agrees, you must keep one on that day. If you don't have one, you will be caught blind."

"If it can be sold, whoever keeps that thing will be finished if we come to pull it after it is sold out."

This was said happily, and Wan Feng liked to hear it.

"Then it's settled. If the tractors are sold out before the exhibition starts, if you come to pull them again, we will continue to produce them."

"That's for sure."

Xiao Liang stood up and left the team headquarters accompanied by Zhang Hai and Wan Feng.

Two Jiefang vehicles had already left the machinery factory and parked on the side of the road.

Xiao Liang jumped into the car and waved, Jiefang drove away with a whine.

Zhang Hai walked back and forth excitedly with his hands behind his back, with a complacent attitude.

"Finally, three units were sold. It's still this thing, and it sold more than 1 yuan at once."

"I said Uncle Zhang Hai, can we have a little depth like the sea? It's just two dollars that makes you feel embarrassed. What's your surname?"

"Little bastard, get out! I'm happy if you're not happy."

"Don't be happy, our tractor is sold, but there are some things that need to be done. You should go to the commune to ask about it these days, apply for a patent for our tractor, and then sell our products including shoes. And my clothes are registered as trademarks, and we pay for the registration of the clothes ourselves.”

"Applying for a patent? Registering a trademark? What's the use?"

"It's not very useful now, but it will definitely be useful in the future. It doesn't cost much to apply and register now. You'd better ask the commune to pay us the money. If the commune can't do it, we can pay for it ourselves. Things have to be done, wait for me to list the names of the products, I will list them now, and you can take a look after the list.”

Wan Feng ran to the team headquarters, asked for a pen and paper and began to list the names of the products.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Hai saw the list of products listed by Wan Feng.

"The Yinahe brand small tractor is good, with a strong local flavor; the Pegasus series sports and leisure shoes are also good, the name is bright and the pattern is well drawn, this horse really looks like it is flying."

Wan Feng sighed: "At first I thought of Nike, alas, it can be over for ten years."

"Nike? What is it? The name is weird?"

Zhang Hai repeated a sentence, and then looked down the list: "Fengfeng school clothing, Yanwu tape recorder, Chengfeng brand electric fan... What is this? When did we make electric fans?"

"I will make it next year, and it will be launched in the summer. It's a simple thing."

Zhang Hai began to scratch his head: "With so many projects, can we do it?"

"The tape recorder there belongs to me, and the electric fan belongs to the team. There are no technical requirements for that thing. I even made an induced draft fan. I'm afraid I can't make an electric fan. The principles are similar."

Zhang Hai didn't say a word, Wan Feng said that it would not be too difficult if it was simple, the tractors were all built and ran away, and an electric fan was really nothing.

Chapter 559 Single Cell Thinking (Revised)

It's not that Wan Feng didn't think about making electric fans in the past, but he didn't think about it because the conditions were not good, mainly because they couldn't make some electronic components.

He has a lot of things in his head, but it is not easy to produce a lot of things, because it requires a system.

For example, computers and mobile phones, you just know how they work, but how do you make them?There are some things in it that you simply cannot produce.

Don't say that they are the ones who put out these concepts now, and they can't match the parts inside even if they look at the whole country.

This requires a gradual process.

Even if he can now remember the winning numbers of all the big prizes in his previous life, and remember those big bull stocks in every bull market, what is the use?

It will take more than ten years for the lottery to appear, and the stock market is still whirling in the sky. Is it useful?

Electric fans have been produced by several manufacturers in China since the 60s. For example, there are fans of brands such as Bat and Watson appearing on the market.

The electric fan back then was almost a lump of iron. An electric fan weighed more than 50 kilograms, and the cost was too high.

Now that he has an injection molding machine, many parts in the electric fan can be replaced by plastics, which will greatly reduce the weight and reduce the cost, and he remembered where he can buy some parts, so he remembered that he could use them. The stuff came out.

He doesn't think about those unrealistic things now, he just makes things that can be produced under the current conditions, even if the products are relatively simple.

Yan Wu, Yan Wu, singing together to create a feeling of love...

80s is a commercial song resounding all over China. Wan Feng is deeply impressed. Of course he wants to keep such a famous brand as his own. As for the Yancheng Radio Factory, they can find another name.

Four of the five tractors manufactured in this batch were sold, and the first stop was a small victory.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as the first step is taken, the next step may be a brighter future.

At noon, Wan Feng went to Luan Feng's house for lunch, and then lay down on the kang and began to scribble.

At first, I purposefully drew various shapes of tractors and some styles of sports shoes and sportswear. Later, I didn’t even know what I drew. Anyway, I drew a lot of messy things.

When Luan Feng came into the house from the workshop to look for things in the middle of the afternoon, she saw Wan Feng lying on the drawing paper on a kang and fell asleep.

Saliva flowed out of the old man.

Luan Feng looked at Wan Feng, who was sleeping soundly with his hands on his head, with distressed eyes, and his eye circles turned red.

Don't look at her being careless, but she clearly knows how big this little man's ambition is and how much pressure is in his heart.

If there was no pressure, why would he bother running around all day long? He devoted himself to doing many things that shouldn't have been done by him.

Among the 14 or 40-year-old boys in the village, none of them played heartlessly with cats and dogs all day long. He was the only one who used his [-]-year-old to care for his [-]-year-old heart.