In just less than five hours, Chen Cang rode nearly a hundred miles back and forth, which means that he must have accomplished what he wanted to do, otherwise he would not have been in such a hurry to come back.

"The firewood is ready. It's all wooden wheels, not a single scrap of it. My sister's family and the neighbors pooled their resources. Fifteen thousand pounds, four families in total."

"What about transportation?"

"If we go there ourselves, it'll cost us one cent per pound. If we hire a truck, we'll have to pay an extra two cents per pound."

Reasonable price.

"Do they have any big tractors over there?"

Firewood is not like other things. Even if it is not raw firewood, a truck bucket can't hold much. Even a five-ton trailer can only hold 6,000 to 7,000 kilograms, and it has to be loaded very high. A tractor like the 22 can only hold more than 2,000 kilograms.

Wan Feng had no intention of using the 22 truck to make five or six trips, one truck on the left and one truck on the right.

"Only the Great Britain Commune Tractor Station has large tractors."

It is better to hire a tractor from the tractor station of this commune than to go to the British Commune to hire a tractor.

It is really troublesome to hire a car to transport firewood. If we want to develop in the future, we must have our own transportation team, whether it is a tractor or a large truck, at least we must have a few vehicles.

Otherwise, it would be too inconvenient to transport goods in and out, which would not only waste time but also affect economic benefits.

After making an appointment with Chen Cang to meet tomorrow morning, Chen Cang went home.

Master Feng had dinner at Luan Feng's house in the evening, and Wan Feng arranged for him to sleep in his aunt's new house with Jiang Li for the night.

Master Feng said that if he had another morning tomorrow, he would be able to find the cause of the problems in all thirteen sewing machines.

The cost of Luan Feng's ski jacket was also calculated. Five meters of nylon, three meters of rayon, plus various labor and accessories, the cost was almost the same as Wan Feng's calculation, nine yuan.

The factory price of this thing can only be set at 12 yuan, and the retail price is 15 yuan.

Luan Feng made the first batch of eight ski jackets overnight and sent them to the county town the next morning.

Wan Feng and Chen Cang also set off on a tractor delivering bricks.

The brick delivery tractor initially decided to stop after New Year's Day. Since the construction work had stopped, the bricks would naturally not be collected.

The 22 tractor itself has a cloth canopy made of canvas and cotton, a windshield in the front, and a blanket covering the body. The heat emitted by the body flows into the cab, so even though the cab is not warm, it is not freezing either.

The place is just a little small. Originally, it could be just enough for two idle people to sit on the left and right, but now with Wan Feng, Chen Cang and the loaders, it seems a bit crowded.

Fortunately, it was only seven or eight miles away, and Wan Feng and Chen Cang got off the bus when they arrived at the Warrior Commune.

The Warrior Commune Tractor Station is located on the west side of the Commune Middle School, in a large stone yard with some farm tools and various tractors.

Wan Feng and Chen Cang walked into a room where smoke was coming out of the chimney.

Unexpectedly, a group of people were playing poker around the fireplace in the room, with four players surrounded by a group of onlookers.

They started playing poker early in the morning and these people seemed to have some free time.

When Wan Feng entered the room, some people just glanced at them and then continued to play or watch poker.

But one of the poker players gave Wan Feng a good look: "What are you doing here, little brat?"

When Wan Feng saw it, he was like, isn’t this Pig No. 2?

I didn't expect this guy actually recognized me.

Wan Feng ignored him and asked loudly, "Who has the final say when I want to hire a tractor?"

Everyone looked into the house.

There was a kang in the room, and three people were lying on it crookedly. After hearing Wan Feng's words, one of the guys wearing a dog-skin hat asked a question.

"What do you hire a tractor for?"

"Would you like to go to the Third Team of Tanjia, Daying Commune, and collect firewood for two cents a pound?"

The man in the dog-skin hat sat up, scratched his ears, and asked, "How much?"

"About 15,000 to 16,000 kilograms."

The man in the dog-skin hat was startled: "So much?"

"Don't waste your time. Just tell me straight up whether you're going to do it or not."

"You're quite impatient, kid. Even these two cars weighing 15,000 to 16,000 kilograms can't pull it back. We need three cars. Old Wu, Old Liu, and Xiao Liang, the three of you go out."

No one moved.

"Get moving! Earn some money so we can celebrate the New Year. We rely on that salary for the New Year. Whoever drives the car today will get one dollar of overtime pay."

Only then did three people come out from the crowd and prepare to leave.

Unexpectedly, Pig No. 2 threw the poker in his hand and said, "Boy, you want to hire a car?"

Wan Feng looked at Zhu Lao Er coldly and said, "Zhu Lao Er, what do you want to do now?"

"I lost, give me two dollars."

"Why?" Why should I give you two dollars for no reason?

"If I don't give you this tractor today, I won't be able to hire you. I wonder who dares to drive the tractor out!"

Holy shit, this guy still has this much power on Warriors Street?

"Is what he said true?" Wan Feng asked the people in the room.

Some remained silent while others nodded.

Wan Feng snorted and took out two dollars from his pocket and threw them on the poker table.

It's just two dollars. Look at your potential. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you today. Just consider these two dollars as a beggar.

"Is everything alright now?"

After going out, the three drivers took three iron racks with braziers embedded on them, threw some confidential bones into them, and then walked to the only three 60 tractors in the yard.

Put the brazier under the engine oil pan, pour some diesel on it and then strike a match and throw it into the brazier.

The secret bones in the brazier began to burn fiercely, and the flames roasted the black oil pan.

A few minutes later, the driver reached out and touched the oil pan to feel that it was baked, then went to the boiler room to fetch a bucket of steaming hot water and poured it into the water tank.

After the preheating work is completed, start the tractor.

The 60 tractor and the 22 tractor were from the same family, both were produced by Shenyang Tractor, so they were also pulled with a crank handle with a turntable. The three drivers pulled it four or five times together, and one tractor caught fire.

Then start the other two and start idling after the engines are ignited.

"What grade of gasoline did you put in your car? Let's not freeze to death halfway and then have to come down to dry the oil pipe. That would be troublesome." Wan Feng reminded them that it would be very unlucky if the diesel grade was low in the freezing winter.

"Don't worry, you won't freeze to death. Number 20."

Wan Feng was relieved about No. 20, but he was afraid that these guys would mix with No. 10 and No. 0, which would be unpredictable.

The driver threw the big rope onto the truck bed and prepared to set off.

Before departure, Wan Feng gave each of the three drivers a box of Pegasus cigarettes, and the three drivers' attitudes towards Wan Feng immediately changed.

The youngest driver enthusiastically invited Wan Feng to ride on his tractor.

Wan Feng looked at the time. It was ten minutes past eight.

We expect to arrive at the Tan family around nine o'clock, so there's still time.

Chen Cang took another car to lead the way, and Wan Feng took the car driven by Xiao Liang. The three cars left the gate of the tractor station one after another.