Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Now the brigade's investment is considered to fill this gap.

The machine has been debugged and the molds have been made, and the experimental work is going on today.

Zhang Hai was also here, and when he saw Wan Feng coming, he waved to Wan Feng.

Wan Feng came to Zhang Hai and watched the machine work a few meters away from the machine.

A steel plate with a small area was sent under the press, and the machine was running. After a bang, it was sent from under the press to the cutting machine, and a stamped part came out with a click.

When the stamped part came off the machine, Wan Feng could see clearly that it was the front grimace of a four-wheel tractor, and it was stamped and formed at one time.

"This thing is amazing, it was made in a few seconds." Zhang Hai didn't mind holding this stamped part and looked around.

There are metal burrs on the edge of the stamped parts that just came off the stamping machine, and he is not afraid of pricking his hands.

This stamped part still needs to be polished and welded and then painted to complete the work.

"How much money can we make with such a piece?" Zhang Hai asked Wan Feng.

Wan Feng shook his head: "You have to go to the machinery factory to settle this issue with them and see how much they can give you."

"This is unreasonable. We should have the final say on this."

Zhang Hai is now turning his elbows outward.

"This has nothing to do with me. It doesn't matter what I say. You have to find Xiao Dexiang."

Wanfeng can't control this. You do the cost accounting yourself, and then the machinery factory will see what purchase price you will get.

"To put it bluntly, I invested [-] to [-] yuan in this machine. If you say you don't want to do it, you won't do it? Believe it or not, I'll cut you off?"

"It's useless for you to cut me. I just want to guide you, and I also take care of the specific steps? Why didn't you come to me when your wife wanted a child?"

"Oh, you are not big or small, look at me... don't run away!"

Why don't you run?

Chapter 7 - Jiang Min Wants a Man

Now that the stamping parts are born, there is no need to stay here, so Wan Feng runs as soon as he says he wants.

Running without any burden, running with peace of mind.

Wan Feng believes that the machinery factory will give Zhang Hai a price that satisfies him.

Once this set of equipment can work proficiently, it will relieve the machinery factory of a great burden. The production capacity of the machinery factory delayed by these insignificant and inseparable parts will be released, and more products can be created. many economic benefits.

This is a happy situation where both parties complement each other, and both parties will definitely have a point of intersection that is mutually satisfactory.

Wan Feng knew that Zhang Hai was just putting on airs, because he started to calm down when he ran on the avenue.

It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon when we returned to the garment factory. In the courtyard of the brigade, there were already many female workers on the night shift sitting or standing in the cool place in the courtyard, probably because they just woke up and yawned.

Jiang Min is also a member of the night shift, but she is not yawning, she is writing something at her desk in her dormitory.

He was so absorbed that he didn't even notice Wan Feng came in.

"Is Miss Min secretly writing a love letter?"

Jiang Min was startled, turned to look at Wan Feng and said, "Where is the love letter? You came just in time. I have already collected a lot of manuscripts, but I don't know how to screen them?"

After speaking, he opened the small cabinet under the desk, pointed to it and said.

Wan Feng poked his head and looked, and his head swelled like foam, and a small cabinet was full of manuscripts.

Oh, let me go, are there so many people who suffer from Wenqing disease?There are so many that there are thousands of manuscripts, it depends on when.

Wan Feng picked up a manuscript casually and looked at the title of the manuscript: Yinahe in my heart.

Wan Feng became interested.

Based on the name alone, as long as the intention is not bad, the writing is smooth, and there is a correct central idea, this manuscript can almost be passed.

After reading this manuscript, the overall is not bad, and it can reach their publication level with a little modification.

Then Wan Feng read a few more manuscripts, but the quality was uneven. Some sentences were not smooth, and the concept was even more muddled. He didn't know what the author was going to say.

"In fact, the selection of manuscripts is also very simple. The first step is to delete those manuscripts that don't make sense, and those that write about love and love in the remaining manuscripts. Maybe there will be troubles next time, just in case, for the rest, we must choose articles with clear themes, healthy thoughts and positive meanings, and this type of articles can be used first.”

"Here is an article that seems to me to be okay, what do you think?" Jiang Min handed over a manuscript.

Wan Feng took it and looked at the topic: Xiaocao.

On the field where the north wind roared, under the snow covered thousands of miles of ice peaks, a seed carefully curled itself up, abandoning breathing and heartbeat, and even freezing the blood flowing in its body.

...

I am this lonely seed, abandoning all the luxury, leaving only one belief in my heart.

In this cold and lonely world, silently waiting for spring to come...

The last sentence gave Wan Feng a bright feeling.

"Very good! The writing is very good. Just a few sentences vividly create an image of a seed waiting for spring in the severe cold. It has a clear idea and a profound meaning. Unexpectedly, Wa Hou is really talented. Let me see which author wrote this , Jiang...Jiang Min!"

Jiang Min's small face was flushed red like a monkey's butt.

"Oh, I'll go. I didn't expect you, Miss Min, to have such a troubled heart. Why didn't you see it earlier?"

Jiang Min didn't seem to like it when he heard this.

"What is a troubled heart? Tell me clearly!"

"What about your partner?"

"Stop interrupting and answer my question!"

"From this little prose poem, I found that your heart is full of spring germination. You long for spring, but now it is summer, and there is no such thing as spring. So what you long for is love. In layman's terms, you want to get married , to put it bluntly: Sister Min, you want a man!"

Jiang Min was dumbfounded, how many more cells did this guy have in his head than others?I clearly wrote that a little grass longed for spring, but how did I become a man in his head?How did he associate it?

"I really admire your imagination. It's a pity that you don't become a writer."

Wan Feng had this ideal once in his last life, but he no longer had this idea in this life.

"Sister Min, are you twenty this year? It's time to give yourself to yourself. Someday your partner will bring me to check on you. It's almost enough."

"Yellow!" Jiang Min replied angrily.