There was a commotion outside, and a group of girls and wives came in laughing.
These are people from Wahou. They usually come to Luan Feng at night to deliver and receive work.
Luan Feng stood up to receive these people.
Wan Feng came to Jiang Min's sewing machine.
"Gu...Gu about what?"
Wan Feng forgot the girl's name again.
"Gu Qiaoling." The girl answered in a low voice.
"Learn well from your master. Do you know your master's name?"
Gu Qiaoling nodded: "I know, Jiang Min."
"That's just her name in our country. In fact, your master is of foreign descent. She also has a Japanese name: Jiang Dami. Remember that."
Gu Qiaoling was stunned and looked at Jiang Min suspiciously.
Jiang Min stood up without even changing her clothes and glared at Wan Feng, gritting her teeth. Someone saw that the situation was not good and turned around and ran away.
The story of Jiang Rice takes place on August 15th when Jiang Min returned home for the holiday. He Yanhua prepared a sumptuous meal to reward her daughter who had earned a lot of money.
The staple food is snow-white rice.
Jiang Min, who had been eating cornmeal at Luan Feng's house for more than a month or two, was as eager to eat rice as Pan Jinlian when she saw Ximen Qing. She didn't want to overeat at once, and ended up having a stomachache in the middle of the night.
If she hadn't told this herself, no one would have known about it. On the day of Zhu Ping's wedding, when they were eating rice, she accidentally told Luan Feng about it.
Expecting Luan Feng to keep a secret is as unreasonable as a fox watching chickens.
Once Luan Feng knew about it, everyone knew about it, and of course Wan Feng knew about it too. The name of Jiang Rice was officially born.
This nickname was not given by Wan Feng, but by Lan Zhi. For this nickname, she was bullied by Jiang Min for several days and paid a heavy price.
It is said that her armpits were subjected to inhumane repairs. Her laughter during those two days made people sad and cry, and her voice was hoarse for several days because of her laughter.
Jiang Min would definitely not tickle Wan Feng. She used the same tactics as Luan Feng, pulling and twisting. For Wan Feng, this was a dangerous method and he had to stay away from it.
Wan Feng ran back home in a flash.
The plan to build a fish pond in Wahou winter has finally begun.
In the past years when there was a big collective, the members were not idle in the winter. It seemed that there was plenty of work in the team and they could never finish it.
But this year presents a different picture. Since Zhang Hai vigorously distributed the land half a month ago, it seems that these jobs disappeared overnight.
Especially after the brick and tile factory stopped operating, the members had nothing to do all day and gambling showed signs of resurfacing.
Zhang Hai saw that the situation was not good and immediately started to implement the fish pond construction plan.
So hundreds of laborers from Wahou drove into Yawan.
When the crops were harvested, Zhang Hai organized a intensive labor campaign and built a half-meter-high water-blocking dam connecting Yawan and Inna Rivers.
Now that the water in Yawan has been almost drained, the members' job is to widen and raise the simple water-blocking dam, then clean up the river mud that has accumulated in Yawan over the years, and finally cut the entire pond into square ponds that look like paddy fields, in preparation for breeding different kinds of aquatic products next year.
Ever since Wan Feng figured out that raising fish in 30 mu of paddy fields could only earn him a few thousand yuan a year, he lost interest in the project he proposed. Even though the people in Wa were working hard, he never even went to see it.
He still has to go to the county town to buy accessories.
The tractor that delivered the bricks has now stopped, and Xiao Jun has gone home for vacation to rent picture books.
Wan Feng ran to the brick factory, boiled water and baked the oil base himself, then asked the person in the brick kiln to start the tractor.
He plans to use the tractor as his own car this winter, otherwise it will be idle.
A horse-drawn carriage can be used to repair a fish pond, but a tractor cannot. This thing will get lost as soon as it is put in. It will take longer to get it out than to use it to work.
If it is to be a private car, it cannot have a trailer behind it. With a trailer, it does not look like a private car at all.
Wan Feng removed the trailer and only left the front of the car.
Wan Feng drove his car to Luan Feng's house and loaded the goods to be taken to the street into the cab.
It has become inconvenient to deliver goods to the street since the tractor stopped.
With an empty tractor, the vehicle drove much faster, and there was no need to change gear along the way. In more than 40 minutes, the tractor stopped in front of Xia Qiulong's house.
Xia Qiulong didn't expect Wan Feng to come driving a car.
"Next time, keep an eye out to see if any company has any of those old sidecars or regular three-wheeled vehicles, and ask them if they're selling them. If that doesn't work, a motorcycle engine would be fine."
"What do you want that for?"
"Just drive. It will be convenient for you to go anywhere in the future."
It is still very difficult to get a private car these days, and there are basically no options. Wan Feng is just asking casually and doesn't expect to get one. If he can get an engine, it is not impossible to make a simple motorcycle by himself.
"How about I ask my brothers to steal one for you?"
"Forget it. The most basic thing for us to do in the future is to be legal. Don't think of those shady ways. If there are no sales, forget it. Didn't my sister-in-law mention the ski jackets?"
Xin Li basically doesn't go out to sell her products anymore. She already has more than a dozen loyal and reliable distributors in Hongya County, and she only needs to distribute the products from home.
For example, if she got a ski jacket for twelve dollars, she would add one dollar and walk out.
"The eight ski jackets that arrived yesterday were shipped out, but it seems they didn't sell. I heard her mumbling that she sold three."
This is a very normal phenomenon. It would be abnormal if something worth fifteen or sixteen yuan were sold as quickly as clothes that cost only a few yuan.
Wan Feng brought over eight more ski jackets today. I don't know how the market will react. Luan Feng's products are still mainly jackets and casual pants with two or three stripes. Ski jackets have not become a mainstream production item.
"Where's my tape recorder? You still need one." Xia Qiulong asked after the clothing was delivered.
"I'll make the tape recorder when I get home this afternoon. How many electronic watches do you have?"
Last time, Wan Feng bought two thousand electronic watches, sold three hundred of them in bulk, and left seven hundred with Xia Qiulong. It has been more than twenty days now, and I wonder how these guys have performed on the one thousand watches.
"There are still a few dozen of them. Bring another 500 next time you come."
Wan Feng calculated that there were probably only about 500 left at home.
The county town consumed one thousand of this batch of goods. Qi Guangli and Zhang Guangpu took away a total of three hundred, and Shen Hongjun also took away about a hundred or so on several occasions.
If Xia Qiulong replenishes the stock this time, he won't have much left. It seems that he has to go to Bohai around New Year's Day. If he doesn't go now, that bastard Fang Hongqiu will probably go home for the New Year.
After this batch of watches goes short, he can make a profit of about 14,000 yuan. Adding his previous savings, his current assets are about 30,000 yuan.
The goal set at the beginning of the year to have 10,000 yuan by the end of the year was exceeded.
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