Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Chapter 35

A large square basket welded with iron bars was placed on the old-fashioned platform scale. As soon as the plate chain of the carriage was opened, Liang Wan scraped the broken glass into the basket with an iron rake.

This basket can hold about four to five hundred catties, and a total of five baskets were soaked, totaling 150 catties. Song Yuancheng wrote [-] catties with a stroke of a pen.

The extra 40 catties was worth [-] cents, and the cigarette money that Wan Feng gave out today came from here.

Of course, Wan Feng didn't put the [-] cents into his pocket, but gave him another pack of cigarettes.

These glasses were sold for a total of more than 14 yuan. In addition to the purchase cost and freight, Wan Feng earned more than [-] yuan on paper.

A few decades later, this ten yuan was not enough for a pack of cigarettes for ordinary people, but in 1980 it was definitely considered a considerable income.

Seeing that it was still early, Wan Feng and Song Yuancheng chatted for a while.

"Uncle Song, who does your factory pull this glass filament and sell it to?"

"Bohai City built a chemical plant in Ronghua Mountain, and these glass filaments were sent there. I don't know exactly what it does."

Guangming Mountain is several tens of miles away from the Braves Commune. In 1980, when walking was basically on foot, this distance was not close.

What is the situation of building a small raw material factory so far away?
After bidding farewell to Song Yuancheng, Wan Feng and Liang Wan drove back.

Liang Wan asked Wan Feng what is the use of sending broken glass to the drawing factory.

This is the typical peasant thinking at that time. They look down on people who do business from the bottom of their hearts, and naturally they don't know the truth behind it.

"Will you make money?"

"How can this make money?" Liang Wan asked in confusion.

Wan Feng smiled innocently: "I can't tell you this, it's a commercial secret."

Liang Wan was not happy anymore: "Return the business secrets in a small sample, let's see if you can do it, how much money can you make this time?"

"It's also a trade secret."

"Good boy, I might be your father-in-law in the future, play tricks on me and not marry my daughter to you in the future."

I didn't intend to ask for it either!

But Wan Feng felt that since Liang Wan asked, it seemed a bit disrespectful to his elders if he didn't say it, and besides, it wasn't a secret.

"Hey! If that's the case, then I'll tell you secretly, don't tell outsiders, I won't even tell my uncle and aunt."

"I promise not to speak out."

"The direct profit is five yuan, and if the indirect profit is included, it is about eight or nine yuan."

The indirect profit Wan Feng mentioned was the profit generated by exchanging broken glass for books. If these indirect profits were included, his profit would exceed ten yuan.

"How long will it take to earn eight or nine yuan?" Liang Wan flicked his whip. These horses also knew how to steal and play tricks, and they started to dawdle without waving the whip for a while.

"Eight days."

Liang Wan's hand trembled, earning eight or nine yuan in eight days!Earning one yuan a day on average, this amount scared him a little.

He worked hard on more than 250 jobs a year in the production team. Only when the year was good could he get 40 yuan. If the year was not good, he could only get rations and burn grass.

But this kid easily earned eight or nine yuan in eight days!This year, I am afraid that I will earn more than 300 yuan, and I can build a new house.

This is the income of the workers in those countries.

Now his eldest son and two sisters-in-law who are boarding at his house, the four laborers earn less than this kid in half a year, and he can't understand this world.

"Fuck! Your business this time is enough for me to work in the production team for two or three months. When will I earn 300 yuan a year? I don't know when this poor life will end." Liang Wan sighed.

Anyway, it was still a while before we got home, Wan Feng chatted with Liang Wan with the idea of ​​killing time.

"In fact, there are many ways to get money now. The country has begun to reform and open up. It depends on whether you can find out and catch it. If you catch it, you can make a fortune."

Wan Feng knew that almost two years had passed since the Third Plenary Session of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China, and some policies had begun to be implemented in the countryside. Now in the countryside, as long as you have the courage and big eyes to get rich first, it is not a problem at all.

"But why can't I see anything?"

"Slowly you'll see." This Wan Feng couldn't explain to the other party. Liang Wan is still a traditional farmer now, and the concepts formed over the years have been deeply ingrained and cannot be changed for a while.

Even if he was so tired that his mouth was dry, he might not understand it.

Let time and environment change him slowly.

After returning to Wahou, Wan Feng and Liang Wan said goodbye.

Facts have proved that Liang Wan's promise to keep the secret is worthless. Within an hour after Wan Feng and the others returned to Wa, the news that Wan Feng had made eight or nine yuan in eight days was known to his entire team.

"When you exchanged broken glass for comic books, I thought your head was touched by Biaozi. I always wondered what you were doing with so much broken glass. You can sell it for money." At four o'clock, Wan Feng came from Xu Bin's house. Going back to her grandma's house, when she passed by Luan Feng's grandma's house, Luan Feng flew out of her grandma's house in a showy manner.

Biaozi is a local swear word, which means a fool with two hundred and five mental illnesses.

"You know so soon?" Luan Feng knew the news in just over an hour after Wan Feng returned to Wa and separated from Liang Wan.

"I went to my grandfather's just now and listened to what Liang Wan said."

This old man with a long tongue can't hold two farts in his stomach.

"What's the situation with your breezy face?" While speaking, Wan Feng stuffed a piece of toffee into Luan Feng's hand.

"Liu Tun is in a movie tonight, shall we go?"

From the analysis of Luan Feng's expression, the film is guaranteed to be closer than her mother.

Watching movies is actually not attractive to Wan Feng, but there is really no entertainment in this era, and the entertainment at this time cannot be separated from movies. Wan Feng remembers that movies have almost run through people's entertainment life throughout the 80s.

Usually people of Wan Feng's age in this period would ask what kind of movie he was acting in and whether it was a war movie, but the style of painting has changed here.

"I don't want to go, it's boring!"

Luan Feng is a straight person, she can't hide her expression at all, her smile ebbs immediately, and she immediately puts on a sad expression.

"You have to go, I need your protection."

protect you?Do you want to give me money?
"Damn it! You're like a fool, who dares to mess with you."

"No—is it?"

Unexpectedly, this girl would act like a baby, twisting the word "no?" out of the [-]th bend of the mountain road!

Wan Feng shuddered.

It might rain tomorrow.

Seeing Luan Feng's expression, Wan Feng said helplessly, "Okay, I'll see you after dinner."

When I returned to my grandma's house, my grandma had already cooked, and my uncle and aunt also came back from work.

After the meal, my uncle took the initiative to take Wan Feng to the movies for the first time.

It must be the future little aunt who gave him some love.

Wan Feng curled his lips: "I'm not going to be a light bulb with you, I'm going with my friends."

After speaking, he ran out in a hurry.

　A little late, sorry!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)