When the car returned to the construction site, Yang Hong's tractor also arrived, and loader Yuan Wen was unloading bricks.
Yuan Wen was unloading bricks in an orderly manner with a brick clamp, and he didn't look anxious at all.
He really didn't need to rush, because he would get his one centimeter back home after unloading.
Wan Feng watched from the side for a while and then began to express his opinion.
"No wonder you're so slow unloading a truckload of bricks. It's okay now, but there will be large construction sites that will use a lot of bricks in the future. If you calculate it based on a single truckload, you won't even be able to make back the money you earn at your unloading speed."
Yuan Wen was confused: "Aren't bricks stacked one by one like this when they are unloading?"
"You're unloading slowly and using more energy. Let me tell you how to unload quickly and with less energy."
In his previous life, Wan Feng worked as a brick hauler for a year. That truck was much taller than this 22 tractor.
The taller the brick truck is, the more difficult it is to unload it. They carry 4,000 bricks per truck. They go to the brick factory at five in the morning and usually have to pull four trucks of bricks home at night. If they do what Yuan Wen does, they may not be able to pull even one or two trucks, so they will not make any money.
The common unit of brick stack in northern rural areas is Ding. One Ding brick is 200 yuan. There are twelve layers of bricks, 44 at a time, for a total of 12 layers. Eight bricks floating on top make exactly 200 yuan.
"This truck can carry a thousand bricks, or five-point bricks. First, you lay out the base of the five-point bricks, then stack them layer by layer. The higher the stack, the easier it is to unload. Finally, you can stand on the truck bed and stack them directly. If you don't believe me, try it. I guarantee it will be faster and less labor-intensive than stacking and unloading one brick at a time."
Yuan Wen half-believed and half-doubtedly followed Wan Feng's method to unload the bricks. After unloading the bricks, he saw that he had saved nearly ten minutes.
"Your arm swings are too slow. If you swing faster you can save more time."
He demonstrated a few moves, which stunned Yuan Wen.
It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon when he returned home. Wan Feng got off the car at the east end. Going to Luan Feng's house at this time was just to get a free meal, and he still had some self-awareness of this.
After dinner, Wan Feng and Zhu Yan went to Luan Feng's house together.
Luan Feng's house was very lively in the evening. More than ten people gathered at her house, mainly female members of Wahou who came to hand in embroidery patterns.
They handed the embroidered patterns to Luan Feng, who paid them the corresponding remuneration after checking that they were qualified, and then gave them the patterns she needed and asked them to take them back for processing.
After these people left, the only outsiders left here were Zhu Yan and Jiang Xue.
They have been here for several years and have become proficient in using sewing machines. Their job is to operate the sewing machines to sew clothes.
Zhu Yan and Jiang Xue operated the sewing machines, while Luan Feng and Jiang Min's task was to screen the fabrics for cutting, and to pick out some of the fabrics with dirty surfaces and find someone to clean them.
Wan Feng gave the money he earned from the sale to Luan Feng.
"Today I took Sister Xia to the city to teach her how to sell. We sold eighteen pieces at two yuan each. I gave her the remaining ten pieces at wholesale price. After deducting Sister Xia's profit, the total amount was fifty-one yuan. All the money is here."
Luan Feng looked at the money stupidly. She didn't expect that the clothes could be sold for so much money.
Luan Feng was overjoyed at the victory. Her eyes were full of joy. She and Jiang Min jumped around like two happy grasshoppers.
"Keep this money for your turnover. I've recorded the account. We'll calculate it when your turnover is smooth. How many finished products have you made today?"
"Ten pairs of trousers and six sets of children's clothes, and we can still get a few out by evening."
Judging from the sales volume of Bai, this amount of finished products seems a bit small, which is not enough to sell, especially children's clothing. The sales volume of children's clothing is obviously faster than that of pants.
"Well, let your master make all the pants. We'll focus on making clothes. We can add some fashionable clothing, mainly women's clothing."
The children's clothing needed some pattern decorations on it. If I asked Yan Shufang to sew it and then take it back, I would have to go through the pattern sewing process, which would be an extra effort. It would be better to make the finished product myself and let them make pants specifically.
The success of children's clothes and pants made Wan Feng see the prospects of women's adult clothing, which could be added in small quantities.
"Luan Feng, Jiang Min, let me ask you something. Have you ever thought about what would happen if women's pants were changed to open at the front?"
This question stumped Luan Feng and Jiang Min.
"Women's pants with front openings? Is that possible?"
What's wrong with that? Women thirty or forty years from now probably won't even know that pants could have right or left openings.
Wan Feng thought about it and decided that the concept could not be changed all at once, so he could make a small amount first.
"Let's not discuss this issue for now. The hip circumference of women's pants should be appropriately tightened. You can decide how much to tighten. It should be adjusted to show the curve of the female hips."
Luan Feng rolled her eyes: "If you hold it back any longer, it will be so ugly."
Wan Feng said sternly, "You think it's ugly, but men may think it's beautiful. Isn't the purpose of women dressing up for men to see?"
"You are wearing a Hu coat. Why do women dress up just for men?"
Wan Feng curled his lips and said, "If there are no men to watch you, who are you dressing up for? If you show it to cows and pigs, will they understand?"
Luan Feng originally wanted to retaliate physically against Wan Feng, at least use the Nine Yin White Bone Claw, as he was discriminating against women, but looking at Zhu Yan and Jiang Xue who were working on the sewing machines, she suppressed the idea and could only glare at someone fiercely.
"It's right to listen to me. I know what you women are thinking. Not only should the hips be tightened, but the trousers should also be tightened. The hems should be loosened a little, maybe half an inch. This way we can save fabric, right? Every bit counts."
Jiang Min started to modify the proportions of his pants without any hesitation.
The only advantage of making clothes these days is that you don’t have to reserve so many different sizes. Apart from different heights, there is not much difference in thickness. Anyway, everyone is skinny and there is no fat person.
After these issues were resolved, it was time to settle accounts with Jiang Min. She was considered the master hired by Wan Feng, and the accounts had to be settled one by one, otherwise the accumulated debts would become unclear.
"How much work did Jiang Min do yesterday afternoon and today? Give her an account," Wan Feng asked Luan Feng.
"Seventeen pieces are cut out and eight are sewn."
Regardless of whether it was cutting or sewing, Wan Feng charged Jiang Min two "mao" for a set of clothes. Although this was lower than the price in the rural market, it was also the highest salary standard for individuals at that time.
In this way, Jiang Min finished twenty-five pieces of clothing, which equals twelve and a half sets, in half the time, and earned two dollars and fifty cents in labor fees.
"Sister Min, from yesterday afternoon until now, your wages have been two dollars and a half. I deducted two dollars and a half from your account. Now you still owe me forty-seven dollars and a half."
Jiang Min nodded to indicate that she understood.
She helped her family pay off a debt of two dollars and fifty cents, and she was quite satisfied with the result.
At this rate, her family could pay back twenty out of the fifty yuan they borrowed from Wan Feng.
For the first time in his life, Jiang Min felt that he was not a useless person.
It turns out that I am a useful person.
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