Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Earning money and going to school are the same. The production tasks during the day mainly depend on those high school seniors who are doing internships. Zhang Xuan and the others still have to attend classes at school.

They only work at night.

This class was a Chinese class, and Qu Yang entered the classroom in high spirits without touching his feet.

Since he published his debut novel on the Yina River and listened to Wan Feng's advice carefully, Qu Yang seemed to have opened up the two veins of Ren and Du, and opened his seven orifices to the eighth. Literary, Beidahuang Literature and Art, and Fiction Lin have published a number of works and reportages in succession. Although some of them have not yet been published, they have received notices of adoption.

Therefore, Quyang is proud of himself now.

The first manuscript fee has already been received, a full 45 yuan, which is almost equivalent to his monthly salary.

At this rate, it is estimated that tomorrow summer he will leave school and be transferred to the Heihe Propaganda Department.

Qu Yang didn't know people because he was so good now, he would often discuss literature with Wan Feng in his spare time.

Wan Feng will also give him some advice.

Qu Yang will be useful in the future.

...

Time flies, a month has passed in a blink of an eye, the end of November has arrived, and it is time for the end-of-month holiday.

Tonight is the day Wan Feng pays these employees.

Wan Feng first went to the dormitory of the four teachers to pay their salaries. Each of them was paid about 40 yuan this month.

After opening to the teacher, it's time to come to the intern students.

Even though the rooms that Wan Feng rented were relatively large, nearly 60 people still occupied the rooms to the brim.

The amount of work they complete every day is counted by Zhang Xuan, so Wan Feng only needs to hand out the money according to the book that Zhang Xuan has organized and read their names.

Wan Feng sat cross-legged on the kang, with stacks of coins of varying denominations in front of him.

"Zhang Yu!"

Following Wan Feng's shout, a round-faced girl came in with a smile.

"Your salary this month is 29 yuan and thirty-five cents. If the result is correct, I will pay you."

"No mistakes."

Wan Feng picked up two ten-yuan, one five-yuan, two two-yuan and thirty-five-cent bills from the pile of money in front of him and handed them to Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu smiled and counted the money.

"Are you interested in working in my factory after graduation?"

"Come whenever you want me."

"Liu Xiuyuan!" Wan Feng called again.

The wages of these students this month are all about the same, the most are around 26, and the few are [-], with a difference of three or four yuan.

After the interns finish their lectures, it will be Wan Feng's classmates.

Jichun, Wang Wenmin, Li Qiuli and Mi Yang are relatively few. After all, they worked half a month later than others, but they also paid fourteen to five yuan in wages.

He Yanfei has more, her salary is about the same as those teachers, as for Zhang Xuan...

"We've earned a total of 750 yuan this month, excluding all expenses. I'll give you an extra five yuan. This is your 880 yuan."

Wan Feng handed a wad of money to Zhang Xuan, of course when no one else was present.

Zhang Xuan stared blankly at the money Wan Feng handed over.

She actually earned more than 800 in this month!

"So much money!"

Wan Feng curled his lips: "This is only a few dollars! There will be more and more money in the future, so you just work hard and be done."

"Wan Feng, I don't want to go home during the holidays. I want to work here."

"I have no problem if you want to do it, but you have to be accompanied by someone. You can't be here by yourself."

"Would you stay here with me?"

"Fucking shit again!"

Since these women don't go home to work here for money, Wan Feng really has no objection,

But these girls are working here and he is really here with them.

After learning that Wan Fengfeng was staying here, Zhang Xuan's smile became even brighter.

Chapter 773 Who did I learn from

"Wan Feng, you spent a lot of money investing in this small factory. You shouldn't send me the 800 yuan. At least you should recover your investment cost before giving me the money."

"Hehe, I'm very happy that you think so. It seems that at least you haven't lost your conscience. I gave you two festive money in the first month. How can you be motivated if you don't see the money for a hard month? The second month I will not send it to you. This factory has invested 700 yuan to clean up the house and buy equipment. After these costs are recovered, the factory will be handed over to you. I will not participate in the operation. .”

"I still don't know why you handed over this factory to me? It's reasonable to say that I'm your girlfriend, but you still don't like me."

"It's useless to talk again, can't you stop thinking about those love affairs all day long?"

"Wan Feng, you are so kind to me, how do you want me to repay you? I decide..."

"Are you ready to make a promise with your body again?"

"Ok!"

"roll!"

"Hehehe, I knew you would let me go!"

"Knowing that I will let you go, you still say this."

"Alas!" Zhang Xuan suddenly let out a long sigh.

At the end of November, the average temperature in Xiaoxing'an Mountains was already more than ten degrees below zero, and the temperature at night was more than twenty degrees below zero.

The heating equipment in the school dormitory is a kang and a coal-fired stove in the house.

Even though the window seams were covered with paper, the temperature in the dormitory was not high even if the stove was very hot because of the single-pane windows, especially those who slept on the upper bunk like Wan Feng were even colder.

Fortunately, he bought a whole piece of goatskin to put under the mattress, otherwise he would have been completely frozen.