Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Since then, he has done business, moved bricks, planted land, repaired home appliances and machinery...

Forget the past.

"Hua'er, her brother, what do you think our factory should change if it changes now?"

"I have nothing to say about the system. I only talk about products. You should now design new products to cope with the changing market. It is inevitable that these old products will be eliminated by the market. If there is no new equipment, some new products cannot be produced. Material products, then rely on the existing equipment to tap the potential, such as these nylon socks..."

Wan Feng casually picked up a pair of milky white women's socks with an inconspicuous flower embroidered on the waist.

"Just like this pair of socks, you can make important changes in the color and pattern. For example, can the sock body be woven transparent? Can all the socks be woven with flowers of various shapes and colors? Men's Can you give up the nylon yarn and replace it with other materials? And instead of always being blue and black, can you weave it into pure white? If you are willing to change, I can design dozens of socks of different styles and colors for you. It’s better than your products that haven’t changed for more than ten years.”

Miss Xia was silent for more than ten seconds: "I will report this to the factory."

"Sister Hua'er, take your colleagues to my place for lunch. It will take some days for our restaurant and hotel to be completed. It's just about the accommodation..."

If it doesn't work, I can only go to my grandpa's house to sleep, and give the house to Hua'er and the others.

"In the evening, the factory car will pick us up, and we will bring food at noon, and then we can find a way to heat it up."

That's fine too.

Wan Feng came out of the rented room of the hosiery factory, turned around and entered the quilt factory.

If Wan Feng was surprised when he saw Hua'er, he was surprised when he saw Jia Chunyan.

"Sister Jia, you actually came here too. Is the sun going to set from the east today?"

"Heck, you kid always speaks unexpectedly, why can't I come?"

While speaking, he even gave Wan Feng a flying eye.

This mentally troubled bitch is at it again.

"Isn't your old man the section chief? The section chief is a national cadre who will come here?"

"Because I'm in the sales department, it's only natural for me to come here. Besides, who is the old man? Am I that old?"

Isn't a woman in her late thirties considered old?

The products of the quilt factory are quilts and clothes.

Futons are nothing to look at, and people's requirements for bedding do not seem to be too high now.

Wan Feng looked at the clothes and pants brought by the clothing factory and shook his head. They were still the same old things, forward clothes, Chinese tunic suits, fat pants...

How can these products be sold?

I don't know if the clothing factory will accept orders from outside.

"Does your factory do external processing?"

"The processing?"

"It means that someone else provides the pattern for you to make, and then pays you the cost and processing fee."

Jia Chunyan shook her head: "I haven't done it."

"Then go back and ask Director Liu. If you are interested in doing it, I can provide you with some orders. As long as the price is reasonable, I will continue to provide you with orders."

Now the formation of a wholesale market is almost an industry that cannot be bypassed. After all, clothing and food occupy the top two places in basic necessities of life.

When people have enough to eat, clothing will become important, so most of the people doing business at the beginning of the reform are somewhat related to the clothing industry.

Fengfeng Garment Factory currently supplies the largest amount of clothing in the Wahou Market, followed by some nearby individual processing points driven by Fengfeng Garment Factory.

Luan Ying's trousers are such processing points.

Including these processing points, there are only more than 1000 pieces of clothing that can appear in the market in a day, which is not enough for the market to digest.

There is almost no market for the clothing sold by the clothing factory. Since their production capacity is empty, it is better to process it for him. If the clothing factory can be taken down, the output will be considerable.

"Okay, I'll ask the factory manager for you when I go back."

Finally, Wan Feng entered the room of the textile printing and dyeing factory.

The goods of textile printing and dyeing factories are relatively simple. Just stand up a piece of cloth against the wall or put it vertically on the shelf like in a store. The price is mainly based on the ex-factory price, but it is slightly higher than the ex-factory price. , which is slightly lower than the retail price of the store.

This price is more suitable for the market, so many people are already choosing fabrics.

Wan Feng, who came from the textile printing and dyeing factory, didn't know him very well, so he only took a look inside the room before going out.

Chapter 6 I plan to play with unspoken rules

Wan Feng was taken aback when he returned to his shop, what a guy!My shop was actually full of people, and it was noisy.

Is this going to be a panic buy?

The counter in Wanfeng's store is an iron shelf welded with angle iron, inlaid with glass bricks, and there are various audio tapes on the counter, and a tape recorder on the shelf against the wall.

The counter was crowded with people, many of whom were still waving banknotes.

There are three people selling goods in Wanfeng's store, one of them is Xu Ying, who doesn't read this kind of goods anymore, and is going around the mountain at home to discuss divination. A few days ago, Wan Feng found out that he was wandering in the market, so he got them here to sell goods for him.The salary is 20 yuan a month, and the other is a girl from a distant relative of the old accountant. She is only 15 years old.

There is another person in charge here, that is Luan Feng's mother.

Of course, a reliable person is needed to manage the money. Luan Feng's mother will not embezzle her future son-in-law's money, right?

At this time, the three people at the counter were in a bit of a hurry. They had never seen such a battle before, and they all looked dumbfounded.

Wan Feng entered the counter and yelled loudly: "Everyone, don't crowd or make noise, come one by one, there are plenty of goods!"

The sound made the room much quieter.

"Come on, big brother, what do you want?"

"I'm buying tapes. I want ten cassettes."

Wan Feng received a man who came to buy a tape.

Wan Feng didn't see that he had a tape recorder in his hand, probably because he had a tape recorder at home.

Most of the tapes in [-] were songs by Zhang Di, Liu Wenzheng, and Teresa Teng. The tapes were all in the TDK format, not stereo.

Although there are various covers on the counter, most of them belong to these people.

These tapes were all obtained by Fang Hongqiu from Guangzhou, and the cover printing was crude and blurry.

It is neither genuine but also not a pirated version, because there was no such thing as a pirated version at that time.

If you can buy tapes, of course you have a tape recorder, but if you don’t have a tape recorder, it’s useless to buy tapes.