Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

And this morning, there are not only shoe sellers here. Jiang Jun was brought here by Wan Feng, and he took some pants and clothes from the garment factory and set up a stall here. The hangers stretched a long way along the side of the road, and the clothes were hung up, colorful and fluttering in the wind, and the scene was spectacular.

Girls are what he attracts the most here, as long as a girl comes, she will stop by his stall for a while, and when she finds that the clothes he sells are cheaper than those in the market, it will be a matter of course to sell them.

There is also the old Liangtou who is good at selling melons here, but a relatively large proportion of his melons are bought by Wan Feng.

People from all directions didn't rush in all at once, usually one came and the other came, and it turned out to be a long stream of thin water and an endless stream.

With Wan Feng's instruction, Chen Wenxin's mother made two pots of vegetable dumplings at home, put them in a pot at noon, and went to sell them in front of the shoe factory. Eight cents a piece was bought up by these vendors and people who came and went in just a few minutes. net.

At that time, a steamed bun or a flower roll cost five cents each, and vegetable dumplings worth eight cents were considered very expensive.

Chen Wenxin's mother sold more than 40 two-pot vegetable dumplings for more than three yuan, which allowed the woman to find a way to get rich.

The income of these vendors was pretty good in the morning, and no one left at noon, because this place was different from the market, and there were no people in the market after the morning.

But here is different, some people even came here on bicycles in the afternoon, so on this day these vendors sold until three o'clock in the afternoon before packing up and going home.

Wan Feng came among them when they closed the stall and were about to go home, asking about their income.

People at that time were very simple and didn't beat around the bush so much. Wan Feng knew their actual sales situation as soon as he asked.

The ones that sold better sold more than 20 pairs a day, and the ones that sold less were more than a dozen pairs. The profit of [-] cents per pair was also a few yuan in income.

Jiang Jun also sold more than a dozen pieces of clothing that day. Although the clothes he sold were a little cheaper than those in the market, the profit of clothing was higher than that of selling shoes. Usually, one piece was around [-] cents. He also made a profit on this day. Six or seven dollars.

"Unexpectedly, I can make money at the door of my house, and I earn more than I sell popsicles and fish. I will come to sell it tomorrow. Anyway, we are close to home. No one buys and packs up and goes home."

At this moment, Jiang Jun was full of energy, and flames danced in his eyes.

Wan Feng wished that these people would come back tomorrow, so he naturally expressed his support.

Businessmen are a group driven by interests. When interests arise, businessmen are always the first group of people in front.

After those people who set up stalls in Wahou yesterday had reaped an income comparable to that of going to the market, it was only logical that they would appear here again the next day.

When Wan Feng wandered from his new home in Xigouli to the team headquarters in Mizoguchi, he was pleasantly surprised to find that those vendors had come again.

It's just that the line of these traders coming in has changed. Some families obviously have children following them, and some simply come with one.

"Auntie, are you here again today? Why are you here alone? Where's my uncle?" Wan Feng asked a shoe vendor.

"Your uncle went to the market, so it won't be a delay."

Farmers are not a symbol of stupidity. When they find a shortcut to get rich, they will burst out with huge energy. You can see that they will split up into two ways.

To Wan Feng's surprise today, there are not only shoe sellers, clothes sellers, and melon sellers here, but also several fruit sellers and a seafood seller.

The fruit sellers are naturally the products of their own fruit trees, nothing more than Guoguang apples and a kind of pear called Hongxiu, and there is nothing else in this season.

The seafood seller happened to be selling two baskets of fish to Wahou in the middle of the morning. He was surprised to see that there was a small market here, so he stopped.

Seeing that the sales volume is not bad, from time to time, some descendants buy a one-pound two-pound one.

In order to show his support for the sale of his own agricultural by-products, Wan Feng bought some apples and pears and took them to the machinery factory to share with the enthusiastic workers.

Because it has entered the autumn, the work of the machinery factory is very busy.

Although the threshing machine and peeling machine have not reached the level of hot sales, they are still in stock every day.

There is always a period of market adaptation for a new product, and the skin peeling machine is now such an adaptation process.

But this rule is a bit difficult to apply to tractors. It seems that tractors have no adaptation period. Since the sale of Sutun Agricultural Machinery Company, they have always maintained a good sales volume.

Wan Feng also asked Zhang Guangdong to place advertisements on Bohai Radio Station and Bohai Daily for a total of [-] yuan. Now not only Sutun Agricultural Machinery Company is distributing them, but Bohai Agricultural Machinery Company is also starting to distribute them.

As a result, the sales of tractors became hotter. There were trucks parked at the entrance of the machinery factory almost every day. There were Sutun Agricultural Machinery Company and agricultural machinery companies along the Bohai Sea.

As long as there are enough two tractors, they will be pulled away immediately.

Even Wan Feng wondered who bought these tractors before fully entering the joint production contracting period?

The two workshops of the machinery factory that specialize in the production of tractors can roll off three tractors a day, but there is no inventory at all.

Because there is no time to make, Zhou Bingde's one ton is still two units short of delivery.

Zhang Hai's mouth was already as happy as the waistband of his old man's trousers, and when he didn't tighten it all day long, he would often hear his hahaha laughter in the streets and alleys of Wahou.

There is also Zheng Laosan who is also happy from ear to ear.

His son has been working for a month now. This boy and Xiao Jun have formed a stick car. The two of them pull bricks from the brick and tile factory to the construction site every day. I don’t know what the two boys have done. It's kind of crazy to go back and forth four times a day because of illness.

In the first month, he took home more than 500 yuan for Zheng Laosan.

There is no reason for Zheng Laosan to be unhappy. At this rate, he will be able to recover the money of the car on May [-]st next year.

5 Chapter Eighty

Wan Fengzheng couldn't understand Xiao Jun's desperation. Didn't he just owe him 2000 yuan? Could it be that just [-] yuan made him work so hard?

A 16-year-old boy is so desperate, Wan Feng can only say that this guy must be born with a tendency to be abused.

Golden autumn and October are the seasons with the most changes. Wan Feng came back from the county seat on a motorcycle. He felt that he had only been away for half a day, and the paddy field with surging rice waves turned into a flat land.

Those corns in the field that were flaunting in the wind have now returned to dust and land and lie in the arms of the earth, with a very wide view at a glance.

When Wan Feng arrived in front of the team department, he saw Zhang Hai sitting bored on the steps in front of the building, and the old accountant were as silent as two statues.

"Are you two pretending to be a monument here?"

Zhang Hai coughed twice as if he was choked: "It's not good for you, kid, sometimes you talk in a big or small way."

Wan Feng got off the car and sat on the steps: "There are people harvesting mountains and plains along the way, and we are the only ones who are really free."

Zhang Hai scratched his head: "Don't you think it's strange? I used to yell and yell when I harvested the mountains every year. Every day I have to walk dozens of times back and forth on the three-acre land behind us. That's it. It will take a month or so to harvest this bit of land, but you see, I am too idle to watch the ants climb the trees, but the crops in the field are all harvested in a daze. I feel that when I wake up in the morning, the land is bare and even Not a hair left."

This is probably the only advantage of joint production contracting.

"It's not good, you don't want to be idle?"

"Anyway, idle is idle. How about I get some clothes from your family and shoes from the shoe factory to set up a stall? I just sat here and watched for a while, and the kid from Old Jiang's family in Waqian sold a pair of trousers and went out. , I think I can charge three or five yuan a day for setting up a stall."

"I didn't pull you, you fuck me and support you!"

Zhang Hai shook his head: "I can't afford to lose that person."

After more than 20 days of fermentation, the market in Wahou has finally formed a certain scale.

The hundreds of square meters of open land in front of the shoe factory is now full of shops.

In addition to those who sell shoes and clothes, there are also a lot of sellers of local products, such as fruits and seafood, eggs in the nest, mushrooms in the mountains, farm tools for harvesting mountains, etc.