Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

"You? Actually, you can't do anything, but you can do something with my support, but I can't force you to do it if you don't want to."

Wan Shuiming thought for a long time with a bitter face, and smoked two cigarettes in a row.

"Smoking less, you'll cough when you wake up in the morning." The third aunt gave orders on the side.

Wan Shuiming ignored his wife.

"What is the package you mentioned just now?" Wan Shuiming began to ask shamelessly.

He couldn't do without asking, the impact of this nephew's young age was too strong, and it simply overturned the outlook on life that he had worked so hard to establish over the past 35 years.

And those bodyguards of this guy, yes!He now thinks that those who follow his nephew are his bodyguards.

He heard those bodyguards accidentally mention that this nephew now has two wives, all of whom are as beautiful as flowers and jade.

This shocked him.

"If I explain in detail, you won't be able to understand me, so I'll just say in general terms that the factory I'm investing in now is a motorcycle..."

"What the hell? Motorcycle? Have you already made this thing?" Wan Shuiming looked at the motorcycle once at least, and there was smoke coming from the back of his buttocks. It was much less labor-intensive than a bicycle.

"What's so strange about that?"

Isn't that strange?Could this nephew be able to go to heaven with a detonator inserted in the back of his ass?

"Motorcycles are composed of thousands of parts. The core parts of these parts are produced in my factory, mainly the engine assembly. The rest of the parts are almost all produced by other factories. If you want to do it, I can do it. Production of one or several low-tech components, such as motorcycle rearview mirrors, taillights, fenders, seat cushions, etc. These things do not require too much technology. Because of this, the profits of these parts are relatively low, and they can only make a small profit. If you open a factory here and don’t mention the shipping fee, you will dilute the low profit, and you will have even less left. It is said that you can earn more than [-] yuan a year by opening a factory with me, and it would be good if you can earn [-] yuan here."

"Thirty-five thousand is fine!" Wan Shuiming seemed content.

Look at his pursuit, a typical small-scale farmer's consciousness, Wan Feng thinks Wan Shuiming is better off farming.

"The building of this factory will start construction after the spring starts when the land is dry, and it is expected to be completed around July. Anyway, I will take you to take a look when I come back. It will not be too late for you to make a decision when you see it."

Wanfeng's investment budget for the factory building is 30 yuan, and a block of buildings will be built in Nanda Bend, not only for the motorcycle factory, but also for other enterprises in the future. Otherwise, how could he occupy an area of ​​[-] to [-] mu of land.

The most advanced domestic machine tools that can be bought cost about 40 to 600 yuan, including the production line he bought, and the estimated investment of this factory is [-] million yuan.

In terms of individual investment scale, in the spring of [-], the scale was astonishing.

The money for building the factory was withdrawn from various dividend projects in the clothing factory and Wahou, and was handled by Luan Feng. Anyway, his monthly income is more than 20 yuan, so building a factory is no problem.

"Okay, I'll go with you in summer to see what's going on in Hongya."

In the early morning of January 24, [-], Wan Feng bid farewell to his grandma and uncle's family.

Grandma and the third aunt who supported her went all the way to the entrance of the village. It was really silent and tearful, and camel bells rang in my ears.

Paranaisi, who came to pick up Wan Feng as agreed, took Wan Feng to Changtu County Railway Station.

After entering the station to buy a ticket and waiting for more than two hours, I boarded the train going north.

Chapter 8: There must be a good product at the town stall

After taking the train for six or seven hours, the four of them got off at Changchun Station, found a hotel and stayed.

As soon as I arrived in Changchun, I could smell the strong smell of Clivia before I went to Wanfeng.

The waiters in the hotel and the diners in the restaurant talked about nothing else, all of them were Clivia.

How much has the price of what kind of Clivia rose today? It is said that a pot of Clivia sold for [-] yuan. There is also a family whose Clivia was robbed by someone masked. The new Crown sedan was rejected for a pot of flowers called Fengguan.

Wan Feng and the others seemed to be participating in a Clivia seminar while eating.

It has only been half a month since they left Changchun, and Clivia has become a well-known topic in Changchun.

"How much is a Crown car? Is it more advanced than the Pa La ** we are sitting in?"

Li Mingdou's liking for the car has greatly increased since he sat in the Balonies, so he naturally made a comparison between the two.

"Crown is the most advanced car at the moment. It is made by Xiaori Stupid, which is several grades higher than the Paola **. A Crown is now about [-] yuan, and you can buy several Paola **."

Li Ming was shocked: "Is that person stupid if he doesn't change a pot of flowers for a car?"

It cannot be said that at this time, Clivia is in the stage where gold is priceless and it is priceless. Maybe it can sell more?

Besides, it's too conspicuous to own a car by yourself now, and it's definitely not a good thing to be stared at by monsters and monsters.

It's like Wan Feng doesn't even want to get a car to drive now.

"Whether people are stupid or not, let me tell you about our plan. Today is January 24th, and there are still 25 days before the Chinese New Year. Our plan is to stay here for [-] days. There is no plan to make money. Then we will go home for the New Year, do you have any objections?"

Whatever opinions they have, as long as they can make money.

This time Wanfeng came to Changchun to adopt the method of grabbing and selling now, and he didn't have any plans. He looked around in the flower market, and he felt that this potted flower could make money, so he bought it, and then moved to another place to increase the price.

This method of making money is easy to make small money, but it is not easy to make a million and 80 at once.

On the morning of the 25th, Wan Feng wandered around the flower market on Hongqi Street all morning. Near noon, he spent 50 yuan to rent a stall with a relatively good location, and then rented a house nearby for [-] yuan.

The price of renting a house of more than 50 square meters is not as expensive as renting a three-meter booth. One can imagine how crazy the current flower market has become.

After renting the house, Wan Feng bought a tricycle and built a canvas shed for the tricycle, lined with thick quilts.

The flower market is not open around the clock. The people who buy and sell flowers in it are only in the morning, and usually there are not many people in the flower market around two o'clock in the afternoon.

Once the house and booth are rented, it's time to get to work.

When the flower market opened the next day, Wan Feng took Li Yong and Li Mingdou around the Wanbao Street and Tsinghua Road flower markets.

He Xiao was left at the booth he rented.

Li Yong was holding a backpack full of cash.

After a while, Wan Feng bought a pot of flowers that looked good, and after a while, he bought another pot.

Wan Feng himself has been following Zheng Yuexian for more than half a year and has a very high appraisal ability for Clivia. The prices he bought are not high, usually below 3000 yuan, but they all have the potential for appreciation.

People in the flower market seem to have red eyes. In their eyes, Clivia is no longer an ornamental flower, but piles of money.

Therefore, people who buy flowers are crazy. In the flower market, there are many people who hold Clivia flower pots like holding babies.

In just over an hour, Wan Feng bought more than ten potted flowers.

Use a tricycle to transport these flowers back to their booth, and let He Xiao and Li Mingdou sell flowers here.

Wan Feng told He Xiao how much to sell each potted flower, and he just had to remember to sell it and it would be over.

He and Li Yong went back to other flower markets to buy.

This is how Wan Feng spent the morning of the 26th.