Back in the 1980s, hiking in the mountains was also a way of life

Chapter 1206 This is way too cheap!
After Wang An finished speaking, Wang Li tightened his collar and said:

"This is also my fault. If I hadn't said that growing things in greenhouses could make money before we cut down the wood poles that day, I don't think these relatives and my dad would have taken this matter so seriously."

Wang An patted Wang Li on the shoulder and said:
“What you said makes sense. My family, your family, and Xue Li’s family have all become richer. But look at Uncle’s family, they’re still struggling. Let’s help them out.”

After Wang An finished speaking, Wang Li said somewhat unconvinced:
"Whose fault is it that their family hasn't become rich? You said you'd take Third Brother into the mountains to hunt and earn money, but it was Third Brother and the others who refused to do it."

Although that's how things are, Wang An still doesn't want to dwell on it too much. After all, everyone has their own ambitions, and besides, it was Wang An who took the lead in building greenhouses for growing vegetables.

So after Wang Li finished speaking, Wang An frowned and said:

"You're all right now, what's the point of saying all that? Building a greenhouse is something we all have to help each other out, don't start with such resentment. Once the greenhouse is finished, we'll still have plenty of time to hunt."

Wang Li: "."

Mu Xueli: "."

As they were talking, Wang An and his two companions arrived at the tailor shop. After a brief inspection of the quilt, Wang An paid the remaining balance, and the tailor shop owner then sent two workers to load the finished quilt onto the sled.

After loading the truck, when Wang An said he wanted six more sets of these quilts, the shopkeeper was immediately taken aback.

“I’m telling you, young man, this one set of quilts weighs 320 jin of cotton. Making six sets of quilts would take almost a ton of cotton. I don’t have that much cotton in my warehouse.”

Wang An was taken aback upon hearing this, and subconsciously replied:

"Then go ahead and buy it. This shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"

The tailor shop owner said with a troubled expression:
"Cotton is subject to rationing and purchase limits, and this is the peak season for cotton. Where am I supposed to buy so much cotton?"

Upon hearing this, Wang An looked at the tailor shop owner speechlessly, unsure of what to say.

To be honest, in this era of scarcity, cotton and grain were of paramount importance. Small-scale transactions were fine, but when it came to large-scale transactions, it was often impossible to buy them even if you had the money.

Just as Wang An was wondering where to buy so much cotton, the tailor shop owner suddenly said to him:
“Young man, once the cotton mill’s warehouse leaked and a batch of cotton got soaked. The cotton looked dark yellow and had no elasticity, but it’s still warm enough to make a quilt. Anyway, the quilt you’re making isn’t meant for human use, so why don’t you use that cotton?”

Upon hearing this, Wang An frowned and said:

"The cotton is in such a state, can it still be used?"

For some reason, when Wang An heard the boss mention cotton, he immediately thought of the "black-hearted cotton" that frequently made the news in later generations.

The boss, with a righteous and awe-inspiring expression, said:

“We have cotton-fluffing machines here. We can fluff the cotton, process it a bit, and it will work just the same. If it’s not warm enough, we can just thicken the quilt.”

Wang An pondered for a long time, mainly thinking about how the cotton used in greenhouse insulation felts or blankets in later generations didn't seem to be very good either, before reluctantly saying:

"How much does that shoddy cotton cost per pound?"

Upon hearing this, the boss held up a hand, but seeing Wang An's brow furrow even deeper, he withdrew his thumb and said:

"4 cents a pound."

Good cotton costs 1.4 yuan per jin, and scrap cotton costs 0.4 yuan per jin. It doesn't seem unacceptable. So, Wang An frowned and said irritably:

"This junk nobody wants is only 4 cents a pound? 2 cents a pound would be more like it." To everyone's surprise, after Wang An finished speaking, the shopkeeper readily agreed:

"Okay, 2 cents it is. How many kilograms of this kind of cotton do you want to put in one quilt?"

Wang An strongly suspected that these black and yellow tattered cotton wads were currently in the hands of the tailor shop owner, or that they could be obtained from the cotton mill at any time.

Furthermore, the tailor shop owner could obtain this cotton for very little money, or even without spending a single penny.

Wang An gave his boss a meaningful look at his cunning face and said:
"Then let's put 60 jin (30 catties) on ​​it, otherwise it will be useless if it doesn't keep us warm."

To be honest, Wang An is now thinking of returning the cotton quilts on the sled and ordering a batch of such quilts to use as insulation blankets for the greenhouse.

The main thing is that it's incredibly cheap. The cotton for one quilt only costs 12 yuan, and the cotton for the whole greenhouse only costs 96 yuan. But Wang An's thermal insulation quilt cost 448 yuan just for the cotton. The difference is really too big.

After settling the accounts, Wang An also paid a deposit and then left with Wang Li and Mu Xueli.

After leaving the tailor shop, Wang Li and Mu Xueli were both very excited. Mu Xueli said happily:
“Brother-in-law, if we do this, we can save 350 yuan by building a greenhouse. I was really afraid you would say you don’t need that lousy cotton.”

Wang Li also said very happily:

"Yeah, anyway, the quilt is left outside to be exposed to the wind and sun. I think there's no difference between putting in good cotton and using rotten cotton."

Wang An rolled his eyes at the two of them and said irritably:
"Can you two shut up? This is rotten cotton because we ran out of good cotton, you know that?"

Every household built greenhouses, but only Wang An's family used new cotton to make thermal blankets. New cotton is good, but it's also expensive!

The price difference for cotton in one greenhouse was a full 350 yuan, which is almost 10 months' salary for a full-time employee.

The main problem is that, just as Wang Li and Mu Xueli said, the thermal blanket is exactly the same no matter what kind of cotton it's made of, so it's no wonder Wang An isn't happy.

After Wang An finished speaking, Wang Li, who showed no discernible tact, continued to taunt Wang An with a cheeky grin:

"It's just 350 yuan, Fourth Brother, you're not short of money, it's fine, hahaha."

Wang An waved his hand and smacked Wang Li's head, his eyes wide with rage, and he said viciously:

"Didn't you hear me tell you to shut up?"

After leaving the tailor shop, Wang An did not go to find Wu Dong, but went directly to the Agricultural Chrysanthemum Production Materials Department.

When Wang An came to buy greenhouse plastic sheeting last time, the staff member mentioned that the Production Materials Department is preparing to open its production materials store next spring, and that greenhouse plastic sheeting comes in all sizes.

Furthermore, starting next year, the entire northern region will promote various agricultural production methods, including plastic greenhouses. Of course, the main purpose of doing so is to solve the current shortage of food and vegetables.

Upon arriving at the production materials department, the three of them bought six rolls of greenhouse film. Without delay, they rushed to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy ropes, wires, nails, and other supplies needed for six greenhouses, and then hurried back.

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