Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

The man named Wan Ge neither admitted nor denied, but looked at the oil stains on the faces of He Tao and Yang Zun with interest.

"What's the matter with the oil on your face? Are you going to pretend to be an African or are you going to be a door god?"

"Hey, we bought a broken three-wheeled motorcycle at the waste collection station. We plan to use the bucket behind it to change it into a trolley. It's being dismantled. Isn't it normal to get some oil on your body?"

"Okay, I dare to buy a car now, it seems that the money is not less profitable."

"Isn’t it borrowed from you, Brother Wan? My uncle is the leader of the waste group at the waste collection station. We bought it at the waste price and didn't spend a few dollars. If we make a new cart, we even buy a wheel belt. To make a carport, don’t even think about it without twenty yuan."

"Using a three-wheeled cart to change a cart is not what you can think of, then you might as well repair it... Hey! What kind of tricycle? Take me to see."

This must be seen, in case it is of use value.

Wan Feng took ten yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into Jia Chunyan's hand: "Sister Jia, I'm going to see the tricycle, you have to change the wheel yourself."

Secretly touched Jia Chunyan's hand while stuffing money.

Wow! It's so smooth.

In Wanfeng’s eyes, women in their thirties are the most attractive. Jia Chunyan is undoubtedly in this range, especially this woman looks pretty coquettish. Touching his hands is not considered a hooligan, and he pays back the money. Up.

Jia Chunyan seemed to feel Wan Feng's movements and gave Wan Feng a sharp look.

It's just that Wanfeng has already ran away, and the blank eyes can only fall on Wanfeng's back. It has no effect.

He Tao's house is not far from this hutong, an old-fashioned small courtyard.

After thirty years of paralysis, this small yard can sell for at least one million.

Wanfeng is considering whether to buy some real estate in the main part of the county town for two years.

However, I gave up this plan when I thought that the investment cycle was too long, but I could consider buying a house to live in.

There was a sky-blue three-wheeled motorcycle parked in the yard of He Tao's house, but it was rusty. The carport of the back bucket had been dismantled and thrown in the corner.

From the front of the car, it is obvious that there has been a traffic accident. The front wheel has only a deformed rim. The two front forks are almost merged together and there are serious pits on the front. The driver's shed is also seriously deformed. The mark of the impact seemed to be caused by hitting the building.

This is a Dongfeng brand 25o regular three-wheeled motorcycle produced by Beijing Motorcycle Factory. It was originally called the Great Wall brand and later changed to Dongfeng brand.

The motive of the motorcycle is a 25o motive that imitates Czechoslovakia. Monk Hai’s happiness 25o motive is all the same, with minor problems.

This motorcycle was still in production until the end of the eighties.

Wanfeng's relationship is whether the car's motive and transmission system are intact, and he really doesn't care about other things.

The two doors of the cab could no longer be opened, so Wan Feng took a crowbar and locked the doors of the car.

Surprisingly, the motivation was still covered by the quilt, but it was already in tatters and was dragged down by Wan Feng.

This shows that the car was still in winter when the accident happened, otherwise it was covered by the machine.

When Wan Feng's eyes fell on his motivation, his heart jumped with excitement.

After careful observation, at least from the outside, there is no break in the motive. As long as there is no problem with the cylinder, there is hope for this machine.

Don't need a car with a good motive? This car can be repaired logically, so why not let it go? Is it because the mouth is too old?

Wan Feng circled the car twice and finally found the aluminum nameplate with black and white borders.

Freight three-wheeled motorcycle, model: bmo21a, the quality of the vehicle is 4ookg, the power and engine number are not clear, but the factory date can be identified: June 5, 1974.

A car for more than six years, this is still okay, why is it selling scraps?

At that time, domestic cars hadn't been scrapped, unless a car ran off the shelf or was skewed.

This car obviously hasn't run away yet, is it a crime?

If the car is evil, there is no trick.

When Wan Feng was in Longjiang, they had a liberation guilty car in the split. This car did the most thing to pull up the big tree, and get in close contact with the big tree every three to five.

I thought of a lot of ways in the breakout, such as changing the big shelf, changing the motive, changing the tires, changing the license plate, but I just love to touch the big tree without changing anything.

In the end the car was left there and no one drove it anymore.

If this kind of thing is said, most people won't believe it at all, but Wan Feng believes it.

"Does the scrap collection station still have this stuff?"

He Tao shook his head: "No, just this one, it's been more than a month since it was sent in."

"How much did you buy for this car?"

"Fourteen yuan, two cents per catty more than seven hundred catties."

"I'll give you twenty. I want this car. I'll take it away tomorrow."

Wan Feng began to regret why he didn't bring the drag bucket today, and he would have to come again tomorrow.

"Brother Wan, keep it if you want it, you don't have to give it."

"Yes, what are my brothers doing talking about money?"

He Tao and Yang Zun said each other.

"It's my brother who has to settle the account clearly, take it, don't open it, I will pack up and see if I can use it again.

It costs more than eight thousand yuan to buy a new gadget. Before the 1980s, this gadget was not something that an individual could own. Now he bought it at a scrap price. .

Wan Feng didn't expect to buy accessories for the sewing machine today and even bought such a thing, and he felt quite comfortable.

He drove the tractor back and forth, but this time Wanfeng could pay attention to the situation on the road, don't hit anyone, and would have fun in case one of them was killed.

If there is a traffic accident on this kind of highway with almost no motor vehicles, if you let the people of future generations know, wouldn't they be laughed out of their teeth?

At ten o'clock in the morning, Wan Feng drove a car and stopped in front of Luan Feng's house.

Holding the purchased accessories in both hands, I went directly to the finished product warehouse.

"I bought all the lists?"

"I bought it all." Wan Feng put his pocket on the ground and poured out a mess of accessories from it.

Master Feng took a look at the time: "It's almost all repaired this afternoon, and I can go back tomorrow."

I missed my wife. I thought about it after leaving for two days~www.ltnovel.com~ I'm here and I might delay Master Feng's work, so Wan Feng retired and went to the sewing workshop to hand over the accounts with Luan Feng.

He almost gave Luan Feng the full power of the business account of the clothing stall, and he would submit it no matter how much money he collected outside.

Luan Feng returned the profit that Wan Feng deserved to him after accounting for various expenditures and income.

Originally, a person who barely passed mathematics had a vaguely academic style after half a year of training.

I have to say that money still has great magic power.

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