My 1983

"Brother Xiaofeng, how much do you guess we made?" Er Mao excitedly held a stack of large and small banknotes and waved it towards Lu Xiaofeng.

"More than two hundred!" Lu Xiaofeng and Wu Xiaoxiao were cleaning up the fabric on the ground, and they didn't raise their heads when they heard Er Mao's words.

"Brother Xiaofeng, you are really a god, two hundred and fourteen yuan, most of our capital has already earned back."

Er Mao excitedly surrounded Lu Xiaofeng and the two said.

"Look at your little interest, the big money is still behind!"

Lu Xiaofeng has already planned that although these fabrics cannot be made into clothes, they can be made into some school bags and backpacks.

Children in this era basically carry army-green cross-body bags, and adults are carrying black handbags in a very single style.

With his identity as a reborn, just taking a few styles of backpacks in later generations may cause a sensation in this era, which Lu Xiaofeng is still very confident.

After he and Ermao Wuxiao novelized their ideas, the two did not object. Now they can also see that Lu Xiaofeng is still very thoughtful in terms of doing business.

So much so that both of them have a blind worship of Lu Xiaofeng, as if there is nothing Lu Xiaofeng will not do in this world.

When Lu Xiaofeng finished drawing the sketch of the backpack, it immediately caused Er Mao and Wu Xiaoxiao to exclaim.

"Brother Xiaofeng, this is also too beautiful, how much is it appropriate to sell for if it is really made?"

Looking at the design drawings of the backpack on the paper, Er Mao was excited, this backpack he had never seen before, no matter the style or function, was beyond his understanding, he believed that once the backpack was made, it would definitely be in short supply.

"At least ten yuan a piece!" Lu Xiaofeng thought about it and said.

Since a supply contract has already been signed with a garment factory, it is impossible for anyone to copy it for a while.

"Brother Xiaofeng, isn't ten yuan too expensive, I'm afraid that no one will buy it then." Wu Xiaoxiao was also taken aback when he heard Lu Xiaofeng's words, is this a money grab? Ten dollars, equivalent to a month's expenses for a family, who will take ten dollars to buy a backpack.

The cost of this batch of fabric is still known, and if it is made into a backpack, it can be said that it is a million profits. Although I don't know about the spending power of people in the city, I don't feel that anyone will spend ten yuan to buy a bag.

"You don't have to worry about this, let's mainly make some women's cross-body bags and student bags."

Lu Xiaofeng has heard a saying in later generations that the easiest thing to earn in this world is the money of women and children. This sentence is actually very applicable in this era.

Reform and opening up has just begun, with the development of society, people's lives have improved, and the pursuit of beautiful things has also become a common practice.

"That... None of us will do the kind of bag you say! I have to say that Wu Xiaoxiao can often grasp the key points when looking at problems, which also makes Lu Xiaofeng quite important.

"Don't worry about this, don't forget the garment factory.

Although garment factories do not make bags, female workers in garment factories can do it.

Let's find some female workers in garment factories at that time, and worry that no one will do it? Lu

Xiaofeng has long thought about this problem, and he can use the time of those female workers in the garment factory to make this kind of backpack, and who will refuse to earn some extra money for nothing.

However, there is a priority now that there is a lack of zippers and zippers for backpacks.

Lu Xiaofeng is still ready to go to Song Qian's house, zippers and zippers are not planned materials, and it should not be difficult to get through Song Limin's connections.

In the afternoon of the same day, Lu Xiaofeng knocked on the door of Song Limin's house with a bunch of fruits.

Since coming to Linyang County, Lu Xiaofeng has not been free every time he comes to the Song family, and for Song Limin's family, Lu Xiaofeng is grateful in his heart. Since he was reborn, the one who has helped himself the most is Song Limin's family. He is not an ungrateful person, and he will definitely repay them when he has the opportunity in the future.

Seeing that it was Lu Xiaofeng, Song Qian, who opened the door, was also full of joy. Song Qian is also a junior high school, and also because the graduating class is in a hurry, she has not gone to the small restaurant to find Lu Xiaofeng and them to play in the past few days.

As soon as he entered the yard, Lu Xiaofeng found that Song Qian was alone at home. Don't look at the weekend, in this era there is no two-day off system, Song Limin and his wife have not left work yet.

Lu Xiaofeng could only sit in the living room and wait, and after Song Qian greeted Lu Xiaofeng, she lay on the table next to her to write her homework.

Lu Xiaofeng picked up the "Xu Guozhang English" on the side and flipped through it, he was an English teacher in his previous life, so he looked like he was relished.

After reading for more than half an hour, Lu Xiaofeng put down the book and rubbed his sour eyes.

At this time, Song Qian on the side did not write homework anymore, but looked up at Lu Xiaofeng and was stunned.

Seeing Song Qian's appearance, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel hairy in his heart, this girl won't fancy herself, although she is a little handsome, but it won't let her be obsessed like this.

I want to land Xiaofeng can't help but touch his chin, is it wrong to look handsome!

If Song Qian knew what Lu Xiaofeng was thinking, she would probably be able to faint with laughter, she was mainly curious that Lu Xiaofeng could read it so intently with an English book.

"Can you understand?" Song Qian looked at Lu Xiaofeng curiously.

Hearing Song Qian say this, Lu Xiaofeng stood up directly from the chair.

"You remove the word — is it! You can insult my personality, but not my talent! "

Cut!" Song Qian rolled her eyes at Lu Xiaofeng, at this time, English had just been included in the college entrance examination, many people did not know what English was, and there were very few English books on the market. This book was still obtained by Song Limin through many trusts.

Seeing that Song Qian did not believe herself, Lu Xiaofeng directly picked up the copy of "Xu Guozhang's English" and found one of the paragraphs and read it. After reading it and translating it in Chinese, she looked at Song Qian proudly.

And Song Qian's jaw was about to fall out of Lu Xiaofeng's shock.

What shocked him the most was Lu Xiaofeng's pronunciation, which was the same as what he had heard on the radio before.

At this time, Song Limin had just returned from outside, and he couldn't help but be a little confused when he saw the appearance of the two people in the living room.

Seeing Song Limin, Song Qian told her father what happened just now as if she had discovered a new continent.

After listening to Song Qian's narration, Song Limin was also very surprised.

"Xiaofeng, you still speak English?"

"I've read some English books before, and I know a little!" Lu Xiaofeng waved his hand modestly.

Song Limin now can't see through Lu Xiaofeng, listening to Lu Xiaofeng's meaning and reading a few English books will speak English, then isn't his daughter an idiot, usually heard Song Qian say some words, but it always feels like it doesn't mean that.

Song Qian on the side angrily opened her teeth and danced her claws towards Lu Xiaofeng. Lu Xiaofeng's words did not hurt him much, but they were extremely insulting.

The English materials in his eyes are the same as reading villain books, and at this moment, he can't tear the young man in front of him to relieve his anger.