"All this crumbly goodness is yours. I can't carry around a bunch of coins."
Xiao Jun didn't care whether it was a coin or not. He got four dollars, which was a lot of money for him, the largest sum of money he had seen in his fifteen years of life so far.
Wan Feng put the money into his pocket and looked at the time: "Let's go to the market. The customers may be waiting impatiently."
Xiao Jun carried his schoolbag and went to the leftover
When they arrived at the place where they rented books at the last market, there were indeed quite a few children waiting there.
There were three boys about the same age as Wan Feng who were energetically helping Xiao Jun set up the stall.
Wan Feng did not take action. After all, he was the boss now, and a boss should have the appearance and aura of a boss.
As soon as the stall was set up, the waiting book lovers flocked to it, picking up books one by one. Soon, there were more than a dozen people sitting under the wall behind Wan Feng reading, creating a strong learning atmosphere.
If these guys can put such effort into their studies, admission to Tsinghua University or Peking University will be a piece of cake.
"Xiao Jun! I'm going to the supply and marketing cooperative, you take good care of the stall." He still had things to do and couldn't stay here too long.
The supply and marketing cooperative was bustling with people. Even though it was not the season for making clothes, there were quite a few people in the garment department. Most of the customers here were young girls and wives. There were almost no men, except Wan Feng.
Luan Feng was helping out, measuring the sizes of the women who were going to make clothes. It seemed like her training these past few days had paid off, as she was measuring the sizes very quickly.
According to her own bragging, she has measured almost all the women in these few teams, no wonder she can measure the size so quickly.
When Yan Shufang saw Wan Feng coming, she pulled Wan Feng aside.
"The sewing machine issue is settled. Secretary, since you can't fix it, just deal with it. It'll be forty yuan."
Forty yuan! This was a pleasant surprise. Wan Feng's budget was fifty yuan, and he unexpectedly saved ten yuan.
"Aunt Yan, thank you very much."
"Why thank me? Luan Feng is my apprentice. We are all family. Even if it's public property, it's just like that. I'll write a note for you to pay at the cashier later. Then you can take the sewing machine back and find a way to fix it yourself."
What Yan Shufang said was absolutely right. In the eyes of some leaders, public property was not valuable at all. They could be sold at a high price, but if they couldn't be sold, they would become waste.
Yan Shufang wrote a note and Wan Feng went to the cashier of the supply and marketing cooperative to pay the money.
Wan Feng found Xiao Jun at the speed of a 100-meter race, asked Xiao Jun to lend him a two-wheeled vehicle and called a few of his men.
He wanted to take the sewing machine away immediately to avoid any more trouble.
He knew that these leaders might change their minds and come up with a different idea in a moment, and it wouldn't take long for them to regret it.
The sewing machine is a floor-standing horizontal box type sewing machine, and because it has not been used for a long time, a lot of dust has accumulated on it.
Several people loaded the sewing machine onto a two-wheeled cart and pushed it to the Gushan Machinery Factory.
Xiao Dexiang was found.
Wan Feng asked him to come to find out what was wrong with the sewing machine so that he could buy parts.
After Xiao Dexiang's request, the sewing machine was pushed into the Gushan Machinery Factory to find out the cause of the failure.
The cause of the failure was easily found: a connecting rod in the nose of the machine was broken.
"How could this thing break? It's not a wearing part." Xiao Dexiang wondered as he disassembled the connecting rod.
If a machine is going to break down, who cares whether it is a wearing part or not?
Now is not the time to look for the cause. Wan Feng took the broken connecting rod from Xiao Dexiang, turned around and walked out of the machinery factory. He wanted to buy it back as quickly as possible.
Gushan Commune is located on the main transportation route of Bohai Sea on the east coast of Dongdan, so there is no shortage of passenger buses.
Wan Feng waited for only a dozen minutes on the roadside before getting on a bus bound for Hongya County.
After half an hour's bumpy ride, Wan Feng arrived at Hongya County, and then ran to the Wujiaohua Store with the style of a long-distance running champion.
It was still the same salesperson with a frosty face. He looked at the connecting rod in Wan Feng's hand with indifference, turned around, took out a cardboard box and threw it on the counter with a bang.
Fortunately, the counter is made of wood. If it were glass, it would have been shattered.
"Eight 'cents'!"
Wan Feng also didn't like the salesperson's cold face. A woman who always had such a stern face was probably frigid.
After paying the money and taking the spare parts, Wan Feng ran back to the bus station and took the 9:30 bus to Shalingzi and returned to Gushan.
With the accessories, Xiao Dexiang quickly replaced them, conducted some experiments, and finally everything was working normally.
A sewing machine was left intact.
After leaving the machinery factory, the problem became how to get the sewing machine back to the trough. Using the two-wheeled thing to push it to the trough, Wan Feng felt that he lacked patience.
He pushed the sewing machine to Xiao Jun's house temporarily and then went to the supply and marketing cooperative to find Luan Feng.
It was almost noon, and there were fewer people in the supply and marketing cooperative, and there were not many people in front of the garment group.
The people in the garment group just have free time to chat.
"Luan, can you tell me about your love story with your partner?" A middle-aged woman from the garment department who usually loves to make dirty jokes interviewed Luan Feng seriously as if she was remembering it.
Luan Feng's face flushed red, and she looked both shy and lustful.
Here, Wan Feng has lost interest in refuting the rumors. No matter how much you explain or deny, they will not believe it. They act like, "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen, you must have a story."
Of course Luan Feng was eager for Wan Feng to admit it, so she was naturally willing to smooth things over and confuse the public.
"You must tell us when you get married so we can attend the wedding banquet." Another woman joined in the fun.
Wan Feng remembered that this woman seemed to have gotten married last month. Before the marriage, she was always shy and blushed at every word. How come she became so shameless after getting married?
It can be seen that women's shyness before marriage is all pretended. Once they get married, they seem to have no shame and say anything without taboos.
Therefore, continuing to argue here would definitely be asking for trouble. Wan Feng pulled Luan Feng out of the supply and marketing cooperative.
"I fixed the sewing machine."
"Ah! Really! You fixed it so quickly, that's amazing." Luan Feng jumped up and almost flew onto Wan Feng.
"Lady!" Wan Feng glared at Luan Feng.
"Feng! You're so nice!"
Who did this woman learn to turn his name into one character?
"Stay away from me, what if someone sees us?"
Luan Feng didn't understand that and still relied on Wan Feng.
If she cared about other people's nicknames, she wouldn't be called Monkey.
Are you stupid?
"The problem we're facing now is how to get this thing back. I've thought about it. I'll have Xiao Jun and his brothers push the sewing machine to the river with a cart. You can ride back to the team and find Zhang Hai. Have Liang Wan drive the cart to the river and pull it back."
Luan Feng thought about it and agreed to Wan Feng's suggestion. She rode her bike back to the depression first.
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