Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

"Hiring a carriage? What does Xiao Ji dick use a carriage for? Pulling a wife?"

At that time, the general means of transportation for marrying a wife was a horse-drawn carriage, and the most advanced was a walking tractor, and the most advanced was a bicycle.

Wan Feng chuckled: "I am still young to marry a wife, so I have no choice."

Zhang Hai stretched out his hand and patted Wan Feng's head: "Then what do you want the carriage for?"

"I have some broken glass to be sent to Cuitun. I'll give you the money. How about a yuan for a trip? It's enough in the morning, and maybe I'll use it once in a few days."

The distance from Wahou to Cuitun was only three or four miles at best, and the shipping fee of one yuan in 1980 was quite a lot.

Zhang Hai agreed after thinking about it for a while. Anyway, the cart is not too tight now, so he sent a cart with two horses and chains to load the cart.

The owner of the car driving the car is Liang Wan.

Of course, Yan Wanfeng, who has a dime, is not stingy, don't underestimate the fact that this dime is enough to worry about them, and they are very happy.

The two sat on the carriage, one on the left and the other on the right, chatting on the road while driving, and soon arrived at the wire drawing factory to unload the car and weigh it.

Now Wan Feng already knew that the person who purchased the wire drawing factory was Song Yuancheng, and his family lived in Liutun, a village next to Wohutun and Wohutun of the Jiangwei brigade, separated by a three-meter-wide ditch.

The worthless handshake smoke naturally went into his pocket.

Song Yuancheng was surprised that Wan Feng could get the broken glass of a large carriage.

"Little guy, I can't see it. Where did you get so much broken glass?"

"It's okay, my family doesn't produce such things."

Song Yuancheng took a good look at Wan Feng and said to himself: "You little dick is not simple."

It is not easy to collect some broken glass, and I will do even more difficult things in the future.

Chapter 35 Long Tongue Men

A large square basket welded with iron bars was placed on the old-fashioned platform scale. As soon as the plate chain of the carriage was opened, Liang Wan scraped the broken glass into the basket with an iron rake.

This basket can hold about four to five hundred catties, and a total of five baskets were soaked, totaling 150 catties. Song Yuancheng wrote [-] catties with a stroke of a pen.

The extra 40 catties was worth [-] cents, and the cigarette money that Wan Feng gave out today came from here.

Of course, Wan Feng didn't put the [-] cents into his pocket, but gave him another pack of cigarettes.

These glasses were sold for a total of more than 14 yuan. In addition to the purchase cost and freight, Wan Feng earned more than [-] yuan on paper.

A few decades later, this ten yuan was not enough for a pack of cigarettes for ordinary people, but in 1980 it was definitely considered a considerable income.

Seeing that it was still early, Wan Feng and Song Yuancheng chatted for a while.

"Uncle Song, who does your factory pull this glass filament and sell it to?"

"Bohai City built a chemical plant in Ronghua Mountain, and these glass filaments were sent there. I don't know exactly what it does."

Guangming Mountain is several tens of miles away from the Braves Commune. In 1980, when walking was basically on foot, this distance was not close.

What is the situation of building a small raw material factory so far away?

After bidding farewell to Song Yuancheng, Wan Feng and Liang Wan drove back.

Liang Wan asked Wan Feng what is the use of sending broken glass to the drawing factory.

This is the typical peasant thinking at that time. They look down on people who do business from the bottom of their hearts, and naturally they don't know the truth behind it.

"Will you make money?"

"How can this make money?" Liang Wan asked in confusion.

Wan Feng smiled innocently: "I can't tell you this, it's a commercial secret."

Liang Wan was not happy anymore: "Return the business secrets in a small sample, let's see if you can do it, how much money can you make this time?"

"It's also a trade secret."

"Good boy, I might be your father-in-law in the future, play tricks on me and not marry my daughter to you in the future."

I didn't intend to ask for it either!

But Wan Feng felt that since Liang Wan asked, it seemed a bit disrespectful to his elders if he didn't say it, and besides, it wasn't a secret.

"Hey! If that's the case, then I'll tell you secretly, don't tell outsiders, I won't even tell my uncle and aunt."

"I promise not to speak out."

"The direct profit is five yuan, and if the indirect profit is included, it is about eight or nine yuan."

The indirect profit Wan Feng mentioned was the profit generated by exchanging broken glass for books. If these indirect profits were included, his profit would exceed ten yuan.

"How long will it take to earn eight or nine yuan?" Liang Wan flicked his whip. These horses also knew how to steal and play tricks, and they started to dawdle without waving the whip for a while.

"Eight days."

Liang Wan's hand trembled, earning eight or nine yuan in eight days!Earning one yuan a day on average, this amount scared him a little.

He worked hard on more than 250 jobs a year in the production team. Only when the year was good could he get 40 yuan. If the year was not good, he could only get rations and burn grass.

But this kid easily earned eight or nine yuan in eight days!This year, I am afraid that I will earn more than 300 yuan, and I can build a new house.

This is the income of the workers in those countries.

Now his eldest son and two sisters-in-law who are boarding at his house, the four laborers earn less than this kid in half a year, and he can't understand this world.

"Fuck! Your business this time is enough for me to work in the production team for two or three months. When will I earn 300 yuan a year? I don't know when this poor life will end." Liang Wan sighed.

Anyway, it was still a while before we got home, Wan Feng chatted with Liang Wan with the idea of ​​killing time.

"In fact, there are many ways to get money now. The country has begun to reform and open up. It depends on whether you can find out and catch it. If you catch it, you can make a fortune."

Wan Feng knew that almost two years had passed since the Third Plenary Session of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China, and some policies had begun to be implemented in the countryside. Now in the countryside, as long as you have the courage and big eyes to get rich first, it is not a problem at all.

"But why can't I see anything?"

"Slowly you'll see." This Wan Feng couldn't explain to the other party. Liang Wan is still a traditional farmer now, and the concepts formed over the years have been deeply ingrained and cannot be changed for a while.

Even if he was so tired that his mouth was dry, he might not understand it.

Let time and environment change him slowly.

After returning to Wahou, Wan Feng and Liang Wan said goodbye.