Seeing Wan Feng's tired look, Luan Feng chuckled embarrassedly, but as soon as she saw the picture Wan Feng drew, she immediately exclaimed in amazement.
"Wow! There are so many styles of children's clothes. I've never seen any of these before."
It was the same expression he had the last time I saw Wan Feng drawing the clothes for Da Rao.
If you have seen it all, why should I pretend to be cool?
"Is it beautiful?"
"It looks great! It looks so great."
"Can you make at least ten of the clothing patterns I drew by the time winter comes?"
Luan Feng looked troubled: "There are probably 20 or 30 kinds of these. I'm afraid I can't make them all."
"If you can't do it, go find your master and ask her to help you. If that doesn't work, you'll have to find two wives in the back of the valley to teach you."
Luan Feng asked curiously, "Why are you looking for a wife instead of a girl?"
"If a girl learns it and then gets married, wouldn't that be a waste of teaching? Where can she run after her wife has taught her?"
"What if we get divorced?"
Isn’t this just bullshit?
Wan Feng was so angry that he stormed out, and Luan Feng's cackling laughter came from behind him.
According to the contract, at the end of each month, Yijian must settle all payments for the brick and tile factory's deliveries that month.
Today is July 30th, a day specially built for the closure of the Wahou Brick and Tile Factory.
In the morning, Wan Feng, Zhang Hai and the accountant of the Wahou team came to the county town on a tractor.
The accountant was carrying a big rooster, Zhang Hai was carrying a basket of eggs, and Wan Feng was carrying a basket of vegetables, including cucumbers, tomatoes and two watermelons.
The watermelons in 1980 were not as big as those later on. They weighed only five or six pounds each at most, and were dark and round.
These things are of course gifts.
Led by Xia Qiulong, they first visited Zhou Bingde's home and were warmly received by Zhou Jiarao, especially when old man Zhou held Wan Feng's hand and reminisced about the taste of the cantaloupe.
I can't count on the cantaloupe, but I have two watermelons.
"Grandpa Zhou, this watermelon was also grown by my grandpa, you should try it."
Old Liangtou pretended to be Wan Feng's grandfather again. I guess Old Liangtou would be very happy if he knew about it.
Lao Liangtou's watermelons are also well grown. Although the watermelons are not big, they have thin skin and soft flesh, and are very sweet.
Wan Feng accompanied Mr. Zhou in eating melons and chatting, telling jokes, making Mr. Zhou laugh out loud, and also discussed the beauty of middle-aged women with Zhou Bingde's wife.
Women born in the 1980s and women thirty years later look at least ten years younger, which is mainly due to their living environment and dressing style.
At that time, rural women looked particularly old because they participated in field labor, were exposed to the wind and sun, and did not have any high-end cosmetics or fashionable clothes, so they looked about ten years older than their actual age, and the aging of rural women was even more serious.
Zhou Bingde's family conditions were first-class at the time. His wife had not experienced much wind and sun, and her skin was well maintained, but her dressing was not up to standard, and she looked like a woman in her fifties in later generations.
Wan Feng mainly discussed with her about skin care and clothing matching. Skin care requires skin care products, so Wan Feng brought Kong Fengchun and Meijigang, which were the most advanced, expensive and difficult to buy products on the market.
In terms of clothing matching, Wan Feng designed clothing styles and hairstyles for Zhou Bingde's wife, and promised to give her a set of trendy clothes that would make her look at least ten years younger.
Although Zhou Bingde's wife was astonished by Wan Feng's knowledge, she was also delighted by Wan Feng's flattery.
After leaving Zhou Bingde's house, everyone went straight to the headquarters of the First Construction Company and found Zhou Bingde.
You need the leader's approval to settle the bill, otherwise you can't do it.
Zhou Bingde wrote them a note, and Wan Feng and the accountant went to the First Construction Accounting Institute to settle the accounts, while Zhang Hai chatted with Zhou Bingde to get closer to him.
The Wahou Brick and Tile Factory started delivering goods on the 23rd, and had only delivered seven tons of materials as of yesterday.
During these seven days, a total of 31,000 red bricks, 5,000 cement tiles, and 300 ridge tiles were delivered to the First Construction Company.
According to the pricing stated in the contract, red bricks were sold at 3.8 cents per piece, totaling 1,178 yuan; cement tiles were sold at 9 cents per piece, totaling 450 yuan, plus ridge tiles at 18 yuan, for a total of 1,646 yuan.
This is the first decent income for the Wahou Brick and Tile Factory in more than three months since its establishment.
Although some rural families would buy bricks and tiles occasionally, it was just a small amount of money. As far as Wan Feng knew, there had never been a transaction worth even ten yuan.
According to the agreement with Xia Qiulong, Xia Qiulong's team received a 2% share of every red brick sold, and a 3% share of every tile sold.
In this way, Xia Qiulong's team got a share of 62 yuan from the red bricks and more than 16 yuan from the tiles, totaling less than 80 yuan.
The accountant handed Xia Qiulong the share of the money he was entitled to, totaling seventy-eight yuan and eighty cents.
Although the money was not much, and each brother would get at most ten or eight yuan, Xia Qiulong still expressed his excitement and excitement. He could earn ten yuan in just seven or eight hours, which was more than thirty yuan a month, which was almost the same salary as when he worked in a textile printing and dyeing factory.
And this is just the beginning. The brick and tile factory still has a large amount of goods to deliver. When the large quantity of goods arrives next month, Xia Qiulong firmly believes that they will have even more substantial income.
"How's the boss of the Second Construction Company doing?"
After paying the bill, Wan Feng suddenly remembered the Second Construction Leader with a bad attitude.
"Hehe, according to your idea, Liu He applies some seasoning on his door every three days, and their family has been enjoying the beautiful air for a week." Xia Qiulong said.
After that, the two of them laughed obscenely.
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