Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

The agent in Heihe Market.

"Li Xiang! I saw you as soon as I was about to go out. I said why there are always magpies barking today. I dare to be a distinguished guest."

Customers are naturally distinguished customers, and Wanfeng's words are correct.

"Oh, it's a pity that you came too late, you can only follow me to the cafeteria to have rice porridge and steamed buns."

"Just find you. No one here knows about you, a garment factory. I thought I met a liar! I have no idea what to eat. Is it in stock?"

"Yes! How much do you want to get?"

Li Xiang carried a bag rolled into a ball in his hand and lifted it up.

Wan Feng curled his lips: "How much can this hold? Ten sets of eight sets, don't you take a bus? How about I send you fifty sets of packaging and send them back in a car."

"Not so much."

"You can't even get fifty sets? If it's your wife, maybe you can get a hundred sets."

Wan Feng casually talked a nonsense, but it only hit Li Xiang's heart. The five sets of samples that Wan Feng took last time were sold by his wife for 18 yuan. His wife told him that if he had the goods, he could get as much as possible, but he was timid since he was a child. He was cautious and only prepared to take twenty sets.

When I arrived at the cafeteria, Wanfeng bought six steamed buns and made two lunch boxes of vegetable soup, one for each person.

"We'll eat this tonight. Let's do it. Xiao Wu's house has no restaurant or hotel. At least there is no way to eat in the dormitory. The supply and marketing cooperatives are closed."

Li Xiang really didn't pay attention to what he eats, and he drank quite fragrantly when he ate steamed buns and vegetable soup.

After dinner, he returned to the garment factory Wanfeng and took Li Xiang to visit Wanfeng's now slightly crowded workshop.

After pulling back the new sewing machine, Wan Feng hired the girls who were internships in the evening. Anyway, they were idle at night, so it's better to do some work to make money.

But at this time, the girls are all eating in the dormitory, which is empty.

"You are not small in scale." Li Xiang admired.

"At the beginning, the scale is the same. Next year you will see this scale will be even bigger, Li Xiang, how much do you want to get this time?"

"Twenty sets."

"Your guts are not suitable for trading, really! The vendors in our Wuxian market now come here to get 50 sets per person at a time. You can get 20 sets when you come from Heihe. You can't make any money in this business. ."

Li Xiang's idea is very correct, no matter how you say it, I won't take another set.

Wan Feng secretly picked up 20 sets of neatly folded clothes, helped Li Xiang put them into the bag he brought, and arranged a place for him in his dormitory, and sent him early the next morning. Get on the bus.

Wan Feng was very disappointed by Li Xiang's picking up of this product. Did he want to go to Heihe to find another agent? He only took 20 sets of this item at a time, which was not as good as those in Wu County.

The market in Heihe is larger than in Wu County.

Wan Feng sighed and walked to school carrying his schoolbag.

Although he can be regarded as setting up a small business now, he is not delayed in class. Unless there is something to go out, he is in the classroom almost every day.

Making money and going to school do not go wrong, the production tasks during the day mainly rely on those senior high school students who are internships, and Zhang Xuan and the others still have to attend classes in school.

They only work at night.

This class was a Chinese class, and Qu Yang entered the classroom without touching his feet.

After publishing his debut work on the Inna River and carefully listening to Wan Feng’s suggestions, Qu Yang seemed to have opened up the two channels of Ren Du, and Qi Qiao passed the eight Qiao Qiao Qiao Qiao. In the past two months, he was in the Inna River, Heihe Daily, and Beifang like a tide. Literature, Beidahuang Literature and Art, and Fiction Lin have successively published many works and reportages. Although some have not yet been published, they have received notice of adoption.

Therefore, Quyang is now proud of the spring breeze.

The first manuscript fee has been paid, a full forty-five yuan, almost equivalent to his one month's salary.

Develop at this speed, it is estimated that tomorrow summer he will leave school and be transferred to the Heihe Propaganda Department.

Qu Yang didn't know people because he was so good now. In his spare time, he would often discuss literature with Wan Feng.

Wan Feng will also give him some suggestions.

Qu Yang will be a useful person in the future.

…

Time flies so fast, a month has passed in a blink of an eye, the end of November has also arrived, and it is time for the end of the month holiday.

Tonight is the day when Wanfeng pays these employees.

Wan Feng first went to the dormitory of the four teachers and paid their wages first. Everyone's wages this month are around 40 yuan.

It's time for the intern students to come to the teacher after opening it.

Even if the rooms rented by Wanfeng have relatively large collars, nearly sixty people still occupy the houses full.

The amount of work they complete every day is counted by Zhang Xuan, so Wan Feng just reads the name in the book that Zhang Xuan has compiled and sends the money down.

Wanfeng sat cross-legged on the kang, with stacks of currencies of varying denominations in front of him.

"Zhang Yu!"

Following Wan Feng's shout, a round-faced girl came in with a grin.

"Your salary this month is 29 yuan and 35 cents. If the result is correct, I will send the money."

"There is no error."

Wan Feng picked up two ten yuan from the pile of money in front of him, one five yuan, two two yuan and thirty-five cents notes and sent them to Zhang Yu's hand.

Zhang Yu smiled and counted the money.

"Is there any interest in working in my factory after graduation?"

"Come as long as you want me."

"Liu Xiuyuan!" Wan Feng called the next one.

The wages of these students this month are almost the same, with the most being around 30 and the few being 26, and the difference between the upper and lower levels is around RMB 34.

When these internships are over, it will be the classmates of Wanfeng.

Jichun, Wang Wenmin, Li Qiuli and Mi Yang were relatively few. After all, they worked half a month later than others, but they also paid 14 to 5 yuan.

He Yanfei is more, she and the teachers' wages are about the same, as for Zhang Xuan...

"Let's eliminate all expenses this month and make a total of 1,750 yuan, and give you an extra five yuan. This is your eight hundred and eighty yuan."

Wan Feng handed a wad of money to Zhang Xuan, of course when no one was there.

Zhang Xuan dumbly looked at the money Wan Feng handed over~www.ltnovel.com~ She actually made more than 800 in this month!

"So much money!"

Wan Feng curled his lips: "This is only a few dollars! There will be more and more money in the future, so you can do it hard and you're done."

"Wanfeng, I don't want to go home on holiday, I want to work here."

"I have no idea if you are willing to do it, but someone must accompany you. You can't be here by yourself."

"Will you stay with me here?"

"It's cheap again!"

Since these women work here for money not going home, Wanfeng really has no objection,

But these girls work here and he really stays here.

After learning that Wan Summit was staying here, Zhang Xuan's smile became even brighter.