Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Chapter 588

Wan Feng's new home is also very popular now. There are more than 30 women here.

Wan Feng hired a retired pot worker from the usual brigade to burn the boiler. The temperature in the house was kept at around 22 degrees. This temperature did not require extra clothes at all.

The girls are almost wearing some sweaters, showing the scenery that does not match the season outside.

After Luan Ying came here to make pants, Luan Feng specialized in making clothes here, and now mainly makes sportswear and ski jackets.

The residual heat of the women's volleyball championship won by the country not only did not dissipate, but also expanded its influence, so sportswear continued to sell well.

"Erman, your belly seems to be getting bigger, and so is Lanzhi."

"I'm afraid it will be three months."

The newlyweds Li Erman and Lanzhi became the target of everyone's jokes.

"It's all right, we've only been married for three months?" Lanzhi remained silent, but Li Erman started to fight back.

"Tch, who knows if you have made it in advance? If it is in advance, maybe it will be five months." How can Luan Feng be missing in this situation, the status of the factory manager can't make her shut up.

"Factory manager, I heard that you didn't go home to sleep one night two days ago. Could it be that you also went early?" Li Erman's counterattack was quite sharp.

"If this is done earlier, I'm afraid it will be several years earlier." Lanzhi finally showed his blade and began to make up the knife.

It is absolutely true that Luan Feng did not go back to sleep one night two days ago. The girls who were sleeping at her house at that time almost posted missing person notices in the middle of the night.

Luan Feng didn't panic at all: "I'm going to take care of my partner. It's not natural for me to take care of him when he has a fever!"

"You didn't lose your temper because he had a fever?"

Luan Feng stood up and touched Li Erman's stomach: "Let me check how many months it has been."

Li Erman doesn't look like a hot person, but she has a fatal weakness. If anyone puts her hands on her body a few times, she will go limp like noodles.

So, Li Erman turned into noodles again: "I give in, I beg for mercy."

Luan Feng then stopped: "Fight with me!"

Wan Feng walked into the gate at this moment.

"The one from your family who was flabbergasted...ah, the one who had a fever is back." A girl almost said what was in her heart.

Wan Feng came back to eat.

Two housewives in our team who were usually very clean were hired by Wan Feng to cook for the people in the garment factory, each with a monthly salary of 25 yuan.

A total of 33 people including Wan Feng ate, so two people had to cook.

Wan Feng stored a large amount of cabbage, potatoes, radishes, and green onions in the large vegetable cellar behind the house, and he could only eat these things in winter.

Fortunately, some celery and garlic sprouts can be grown in the team's greenhouse this winter, and it can be improved every now and then.

As for the staple food, cornmeal and white flour are used in rotation.

White noodles and rice are mainly bought through food stamps bought on the black market. He can't buy that much amount of white noodles every day, and there is no problem with eating every now and then.

These employees eat [-] cents a day for meals. They usually have steamed buns and vegetable soup in the morning, and cook vegetables at noon and evening. The staple food is corn cakes, polenta or rice porridge in rotation.

Although there is no meat, the oil is not light. In autumn, Wan Feng harvested a lot of soybeans in Wahou and exchanged hundreds of catties of soybean oil in Cuitun Oil Factory.

Generally speaking, their food is quite good, at least in Wahou, there are really few that can catch up with them.

Cornmeal pancake shredded radish soup and fried celery for lunch today.

Wan Feng took a pancake to fill a bowl of soup, squatted at the door and sipped it.

He doesn't like celery very much.

The two master chefs, Wan Feng, are still very satisfied. The dishes they cook taste good and the house is kept clean, which is completely worthy of his monthly salary of 25 yuan.

The employees in the garment factory also have lunch after get off work.

Luan Feng was also squatting next to Wan Feng with a bowl of soup and a pancake. She really didn't like to eat celery.

"There isn't much artificial cotton left, should we import some more?"

"Didn't the artificial cotton that I asked the quilt factory to bring to us a few days ago?"

Luan Feng shook her head.

After Wan Feng bought the rayon cotton that the quilt factory bought last year, they originally did not plan to produce products related to rayon, but after seeing the ski jackets produced by Wanfeng and the others, Liu Lanyu, the director of the quilt factory, also decided to produce ski jackets, so They started going into rayon again.

Wan Feng entrusted them to import a batch of artificial cotton for him, and the initial purchase was 3000 meters.

Wan Feng thought that this batch of rayon had already arrived, but he didn't expect that it hadn't arrived yet.

They are really procrastinating.

"Wait until I go to remind you, if you don't come, it will be the twelfth lunar month."

After the middle of the twelfth lunar month, the purchase of ski jackets at Zhang Guangdong's side stopped, and the winter in the Bohai area was almost the same after the new year. Who would buy ski jackets to wear again.

That is to say, Longjiang can still sell it for a while.

After eating, these girls have an hour to rest. They can sleep and play. It is not a problem if they are willing to work in the workshop.

The sky began to snow heavily, judging by the size of the snowflakes, this snow should not be small.

Now Wan Feng doesn't like snow very much, especially heavy snow.

Too much snow will bring the traffic to a standstill, and the development of Daji after this team is not a good thing.

The bazaar is now in the stage of development and it is the time when the most goods are purchased from the December Gate. If the road is blocked for a few days at this time, the impact on the bazaar will be huge.

But there was nothing he could do, he didn't have the supernatural power to summon wind and rain, so he could only stare blankly at the sky in a daze.

If it hadn't been for him to get in the way, Jiang Ming would probably be having fun with Lao Jin in the mountains of Longjiang right now, and those pheasants and rabbits would be running away with their heads in their arms.

Um!and many more!

rabbit!

There are rabbits in Nandashan. If it snows heavily today, can we go to trap rabbits tomorrow?

Yes, go get a rabbit to improve your life.

Wan Feng got up and ran to the machinery factory to find thin wire.

I found a bundle of iron wire as thick as a thin needle, strangled the rust on it with wood one by one, and made rabbit holsters one by one.

This heavy snowfall was indeed not small. After one afternoon and one night, when we got up the next morning, the snow was three or four inches thick.

Nandashan is about 200 meters above sea level, a little shorter than Pingshan, but it covers an area of ​​dozens of miles.

There are only a few scattered villages around, and it is the only relatively well-preserved mountain forest in the Warrior Commune.

Just because it is relatively well preserved, there are pheasants and rabbits in the mountains.

After the snow stopped in the morning, Wanfeng went up the mountain. The road was covered with snow, so he couldn't ride a motorcycle and had to rely on two legs to go up the mountain.

After walking to Xiaoshutun, walk south from Xiaoshutun through a piece of land with a width of one mile to the foot of Nanda Mountain.

The new snow radiates crystal light in the sun, and the snow surface is like a piece of pure white paper without any ink.

Wan Feng's foot turned into a pen and left his mark on the white paper.

(End of this chapter)