Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Chapter 232 Humanoid Recorder

Good intentions earned a donkey liver and lungs.

In order for the two women not to strike, Wan Feng had no choice but to sing another love song "Thank you for your love"

Don't ask me how many people I have loved in my life
You don't understand how deeply I hurt
It's always cruel to open a wound

I advise you not to be an idiot

...

Don't dare to think, shouldn't thank you for your love
I have to exist like a speck of dust

still hurt you
Don't dare to think, shouldn't thank you for your love
I have to exist in your future
I am most afraid that this will bring you the greatest harm
After the song was sung, the two women remained silent, as if they were immersed in the singing.

"It's so nice, and there's such a nice song." The two women praised in unison, and Luan Feng looked at Wan Feng with watery eyes again.

but…

"How many people are you going to love in your life?"

As Wan Feng expected, Yao Mozi appeared.

"Should you take a rest this time? Sleep!" Wan Feng roared.

"From then on, you have to sing us two songs every day, and you can sing to us or not to others."

If this request was proposed by Luan Feng and Wan Fengfeng refused without hesitation, he was planning to use him as a tape recorder.

But when Jiang Min proposed it, he was too embarrassed to refuse.

"**, you have really turned bad! Really, I say this very sincerely, okay! If I have time in the future, I can sing for you."

The two women let out a cheer, and then lay on their sides face to face, you poked me and you poked you.

Is there any special way to rest like this?
But they didn't poke for long, and after a few minutes, they all snored slightly.

Seeing the two women taking a nap like two cats, Wan Feng shook his head.

As for being so desperate?
Wan Feng took out the white paper from under the kang mat, spread it on the kang, and began to draw clothes.

In the early stage of reform and opening up, the clothing industry was the most entrepreneurial, and it was also the industry that was able to earn even more foreign exchange through export.

Therefore, this industry has a booming period of at least ten years. Since [-], dozens of clothing factories have been launched in Bohai City. Most of the girls who belong to the counties and urban areas of Bohai City and eat food are recruited by these clothing factories. Yes, Bohai City also held a clothing festival in the later period.

Wan Feng regards this industry as the cornerstone of his first pot of gold, so he naturally wants to draw a blueprint for its development.

In the early stage, as long as the clothing can guarantee to lead the fashion trend, there is no possibility of survival. As long as this momentum can be guaranteed before [-], he will not worry about not finding the first pot of gold.

The style is precisely his greatest advantage. Even if he didn't deliberately remember the styles that were popular in his mind in the last life, he can spend a lot of time recalling them casually.

Seeing that winter is coming, the clothes he drew are naturally autumn and winter styles.

But Wan Feng stopped the pen in his hand while drawing.

In a few days, it will be the season of wearing sweaters. At this time, the sweaters worn by people are all hand-knitted, and it is impossible to supply the market.

If we can buy a knitting machine, can it be supplied to the market?
I remember that there seems to be a Panda brand knitting machine, which seems to be made in Nanjing. I don’t know if it has entered the market now?
This thought came out of nowhere, and after staying in Wan Feng's mind for a few minutes, Wan Feng mercilessly erased it.

Even if you can buy it, where can you buy so many threads?
Go to the store to buy?How expensive is that?Let's talk next year.

At one o'clock, the three women who took the machine to join us went to work.

Luan Feng and Jiang Min also just woke up.

"These are two wedding gowns made by two girls in your sister's village who are going to get married this winter. They should be made according to your sister's style. They should be bright red. This is their size and money. Use good fabrics and make them well for others."

Wan Feng threw the size and money to Luan Feng.

"My sister didn't say whether her clothes look good or not." After saying that, Luan Feng sneered.

"Looks good, your sister said that she will beat you to death when she comes back!"

Luan Feng finally laughed loudly: "She was asked to wear it specially for my brother-in-law, not for others, why did she hit me?"

Wan Feng reckoned that Luan Feng was just playing tricks on her sister, and did not wrong her at all.

Now Wan Feng dares to judge what color poop she can pull out as soon as she sticks her butt.

Enough of laughing, Luan Feng went into the back room and took out a clothes rack with a gray suit on it.

"Sister Min and I have finished this dress, what do you think? We have been studying it for several days."

Wan Feng took the clothes rack and looked at it for a long time.

The suit looked neat and tidy, which seemed to be the case.

Wan Feng thought it would be good if they could tinker with it, but he didn't expect it to be pretty good.

Although the workmanship looks good from the outside, I just don't know if it will foam after being soaked in water. There was no dry cleaning at that time.

"It looks good for the time being, but I don't know if there will be bubbles in the future."

Luan Feng and the others probably don't know about this, and they haven't conducted water tests.

"Try it on and see if it fits." Jiang Min suggested.

"I don't fit in suits."

In his last life, he didn't like suits, and there was no reason why he didn't like them. He only wore them a few times, and he only remembered wearing them on his wedding day.

Luan Feng didn't care whether he liked it or not, she took off the clothes from the hanger and put them on Wan Feng.

The suit Wan Feng was wearing was a bit too big, like wearing a half coat.

"Why does it feel like a monkey wearing a coat?" Jiang Min made an accurate judgment, and then was hit by Luan Feng.

"Don't say monkeys."

Jiang Min rolled his eyes at Luan Feng. If you call him Erhou, others are not allowed to call him Monkey?
"Are the trousers ready? Put them together and I'll send them out tomorrow. Have you figured out how much they cost?"

Luan Feng also took out the trousers and folded them up, put them in Wan Feng's satchel for clothes, and pointed five fingers at Wan Feng.

Luan Feng used the torn cloth to make a big cloth bag two feet long, one foot high and one foot wide, and filled a bag full of clothes.

If it wasn't for tractors going back and forth, Wan Feng would be exhausted to death just by carrying this big bag.

With so many clothes, he can only come to Luan Feng's house tomorrow morning and take the tractor directly.

Wan Feng came to the brick and tile factory and found Zhang Hai: "To settle the accounts tomorrow or should you go with the accountant?"

Zhang Hai nodded.

"I'm going to start school the day after tomorrow. I won't go to settle the accounts later. You and the accountant can do the calculations yourself."

"Don't worry, we won't embezzle a penny even if we do the math ourselves."

"Whether you are corrupt or not is your business, and I'm not a member of your team. But it's best not to say it so early, I can't believe it if there are too many, but it is still possible to embezzle the meal money."

Zhang Hai stared: "Hey! It seems like you haven't eaten your little turtle egg."

"Isn't that the past? I won't be able to eat in the future, so I have to talk about it."

"Little devil, come to Liang Wan's house tonight."

"What?"

"Let's discuss something."

"Let's talk about something first. If something bad happens, I won't go."

If it's a bad thing, of course you have to stay away, who would look for trouble if there's nothing wrong.

　Fourth shift is here!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)