If a motorcycle engine is not equipped with a muffler, the sound is not much louder than that of a two-cylinder tractor engine.

Zhang Hai experienced the power of this sound up close.

Thump thump thump.

Zhang Hai was so scared that he jumped up like a frightened grasshopper and quickly covered his ears with his hands.

"Holy crap, what's that noise?"

Luan Feng poked his head out of the workshop and yelled, "What are you doing? Are you causing trouble?"

Wan Feng turned off the running engine again and connected the two mufflers.

When installing the engine, he didn't unscrew the muffler to save trouble, fearing that if the engine was not fixed properly, he would have to disassemble it again, which would be troublesome.

Unexpectedly, after a few clicks, he stepped on the fire. It seemed that there was no problem.

The sound is much softer when the muffler is connected.

Although it still makes a rumbling sound, the decibel level has been reduced several times, and it sounds much better.

After the engine is overhauled, it needs to be run-in. Wan Feng has replaced everything that can be replaced in this engine. It is considered a thorough overhaul, so it naturally needs to be run-in.

"At the end of this month, the shoemakers at the Pear House will be coming to teach. Have you done any product design for the shoe factory?"

Wan Feng slapped his head and said, "I forgot."

"You actually forgot about such a big thing? We spent over 7,000 yuan on those machines. We already have a loan of 50,000 or 60,000 yuan, and you actually didn't take it seriously."

"I forgot about it, but of course I have to take it seriously. I have shares in this shoe factory."

When spending money to buy these equipment, Wan Feng saw that Zhang Hai looked distressed, so he paid two thousand yuan to buy shares. It was clearly written in black and white that he owned 30% of the shares, and he was the largest shareholder of the shoe factory.

When the shoe factory gets on track in the future, Zhang Hai will probably regret it to death. He only had two thousand yuan left at the beginning, but Wan Feng took away nearly one-third of the profit every year.

Wan Feng could imagine the scene of that day, and it wouldn't even be too long before he could see Zhang Hai's heartbroken expression this winter.

When Wan Feng thought of this, he felt particularly happy.

"Ah? We've already taken out so much loan?"

"You don't know how many there are?"

"What does the amount of loan have to do with me? But this loan is too little. I'll borrow another 50,000 or 60,000... No! I'll borrow another 100,000!"

Zhang Hai's face turned pale. "Repay the loan? Don't I have to pay it back?"

"Even though the seed drill can bring us over 70,000 yuan in profit this time, we'll have a lot of other expenses in the future. It's the end of March now, and workers are working on the building renovations, the shoe factory opening, and the research and development of new industrial products. All of that requires money. How can we run such a large business without 200,000 or 300,000 yuan? Why not take out a loan now while the interest rate is low? This opportunity will disappear soon."

"I'd like to pay back part of the loan when the money for the seed drill comes in."

"It's good to have a bit of vision, don't worry about the little benefits in front of you, it's better to take a long-term view of the scenery, like a line of egrets in the blue sky."

Zhang Hai was bewildered: "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, just listen to me."

Zhang Hai left in a daze.

It is indeed time to make some plans for the shoe factory. We can't just ask those masters to teach us how to make frog shoes when they come!

In the blink of an eye, it was noon.

Liang Hongying and her group walked out of the workshop.

"How is it? Are your cousin and this sister still interested in this place?"

"They have already decided to work here. They went home to get their luggage and come back tomorrow. If I don't want to study anymore, I'll come too."

"Would you like to come to my house for lunch?"

"No, let's go to Chen Xin's house and then go back."

Liang Hongying declined Wan Feng's suggestion to have dinner at his house and went to Chen Xin's house with her cousin and another woman.

Luan Feng walked them to the gate.

"How's business at the garment factory lately?"

"You still remember that you have such a factory." Luan Feng rolled his eyes at Wan Feng.

"I have learned it, but I am still thinking about it. Besides, you are here with me."

"Virtue! I'll listen to your nonsense."

"What are you talking about? When did I ever fool you? Tell me about the recent situation of people coming to pick up goods."

"The county is still as stable as ever. The bulk of our sales still come from there, but it doesn't seem to be as good as last year. We're selling around 60 or 70 pieces a day now. Bohai's shipments have increased, though. Your uncle comes to pick up goods every three or four days, and each time they're worth nearly a thousand yuan."

The goods worth nearly a thousand yuan are three or four hundred pieces of clothing. The sales in the county are declining and are being cleaned up. Now is the season for women in February and August to wear whatever they want, so the demand for clothing is not too great. The sales in Bohai are rising because of the large size of Bohai City. For a city with a population of one million, selling one hundred or eighty pieces of clothing a day is not a big deal.

"Your master and his wife are doing pretty well in Qingshan Town, selling around 30 to 20 pieces a day. Zhang Guangchong's sales are about the same as your master's. He seemed to say that a merchant from Goudong County contacted him about buying some goods, and he might bring some over when he gets off the bus."

Wan Feng nodded. Although the sales in the county town decreased a little, the sales in other places increased after making up for it.

"But we're having trouble keeping up with the raw materials. You have to find a way to solve it."

The main reason why the raw materials cannot be traced is that the source of cloth coupons cannot be traced.

Due to the increase in equipment and manpower, He Changsuo and his team are no longer able to cope with the situation.

We must find the source of cloth coupons. The shoe factory will need some cloth coupons when it opens in the future. Canvas is also cloth.

"If I let Zhang Guangchong stay here for one night when he comes again at school, I want to discuss something with him."

"Okay! Is everything alright?"

"It's all right."

"Then I'll go back to the workshop." Luan Feng twisted her beautiful waist and went back to the workshop.

This woman seemed to have grown taller and her legs seemed to have grown longer.

Damn it, wait for me, okay? What's the matter with you being taller? I have to have some dignity too, okay?

It's a shame this woman isn't a model.

It seems that a model team appeared in Shanghai in 1981. Should Fengfeng Garment Factory also set up a model team in the future?

It seems that it is not necessary for the time being.

Wan Feng pushed the motorcycle to the street outside the yard. After the engine idled for more than ten minutes, he started to run it under load and rode the empty motorcycle for a while.

There is no windshield in front of the car, so it is quite uncomfortable to feel the wind blowing in from the front.

Where can I get a replacement windshield? Is it really necessary to leave it open like this?

But no matter what, this broken motorcycle can be driven. With this thing, it will be much more convenient to deliver goods to other places after school.

Wan Feng rode his motorcycle back to his grandma's house. Before he knew it, a group of children surrounded him, looking at him enviously, hoping that he would take them for a ride.

Wan Feng didn't have the time to take them for a leisurely ride. The motorcycle hadn't been run in yet, and he had a lot of things to do.