Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

　　 Although Wanfeng in his last life was not rich and wealthy, he still saw 560,000, but he never looked down on the profit.

　　 Don’t underestimate this penny trade, since the high-rise buildings are flat on the ground, Wanfeng’s original accumulation started from this penny trade.

　　 Of course, this is not a long-term solution. Once he has a certain amount of primitive accumulation, he will naturally do other transactions.

Although the 　　hou squad is poor, because last year’s work points were not enough to pay for, each of these children also received eight cents of money for the New Year’s Eve during the Chinese New Year.

　　 1980 is not the later period when shops are everywhere. It will take about two or three years before individuals are allowed to open shops.

　　 And now there is only one cooperative in each brigade, and they cannot open for business until the seventh day of the first month.

Wan Feng knows clearly that these children’s New Year’s money was not spent during the holiday of the cooperative, and they were still in their pockets. The children in Dongtou were drawn together at the scale of two yuan, plus there were dozens of dollars in the ditch. A child, the total size is estimated to be around five or six yuan.

　　 Even if he makes only half of the money, his investment will be paid back.

　　 This is only the Wahou team. Adjacent to the Wahou team are the Waqian team in the south and the Shanhou team in the west.

　　 As long as he earns the money from the children of these three teams, when school starts on March 1, he believes he will have six or seven yuan in savings.

　　 When he reinvests these savings, his market will be bigger after school starts.

　　 At that time, because there were so many children in the family, although Jiangwei Primary School was only a primary school, it had as many as eight classes, and each class had a size of 50+.

　　 A school of four to five hundred people is enough for him to earn a considerable amount of fortune.

　　 He can only do this at his age now, and those big projects are not something he can get involved in now.

　　 Wanfeng’s prediction did not appear to be biased. After receiving the message that a penny could read two small books, most of these children were very excited and generously used the money to rent books to read.

　　 You have two of his books, and Wanfeng’s 25 little books were rented out in a short while, and in a blink of an eye he made back a dime and two cents.

"Tell you, wash your hands before you read it, and you are not allowed to damage my book. If you break a page, you will pay a penny. If you lose it, you will pay the original price. You must return it on time tomorrow. , If you don’t expect to pay, you will have to increase the price, have you heard clearly?"

　　 "Listen clearly!"

　　 "Get out of here."

　　 A group of children screamed and scattered with a little man and a book.

　　 Wanfeng sat down against a tree on the beach and counted the rustling handfuls of steel in his hands.

　　 One dime a day, ten days a two. When the school starts, he will earn back the capital of this book. When the time comes to buy more than 20 books with the money, he will have a large-scale bookshelf.

Last year, because of the good harvest, the team belonging to Jiangwei Brigade can be divided into the entire Warriors Commune. However, a centimeter is only a dime, and a year of hard work can only be divided into thirty-two. Ten.

　　 This is pretty good, some poor teams still hang upside down. After a year of work, not only can they not get the money, but they also owe the production team, so they also take a ration house.

　　Wanfeng made a dime so effortlessly, is this an exploiting class?

　　 Wanfeng looked down and saw a handful of steel pegs in his hand, and new troubles were born. Once these steel pegs are too much, where can they hide?

　　I haven't figured out a solution yet, the voice of his mother calling him faintly heard.

　　 Wanfeng didn't know what his mother told him to do, so he hurried back. At the gate, the younger sister Wanfang looked at him with a strange smile.

　　 "What did mom tell me to do?"

　　 "Mom will punch you."

　　 "Huh? Why do you beat me?" Wan Feng was taken aback.

　　 "I told you to fight outside."

　　 Whose tongue is this long? It's all because of Luan Feng's long tongue, who yelled out about his fight before it was dark.

　　 When I returned to my grandma's house, my mother didn't seem to see much anger on her face.

　　 "Fight yesterday?"

　　 Wanfeng was silent.

　　 "Have you hit Xiaogushan? When did you become so capable?"

　　 At this time, I have to defend myself. If I don’t defend my mother’s big ears, it may fall on my face.

　　 "Xiaogushan more than a dozen children are going to beat us, of course we have to fight back."

　　 "You really beat more than ten children?" The mother seemed surprised. In her impression, Wan Feng should be regarded as a good boy. When he was in Longjiang, he was usually bullied by others. Why did he change his appearance when he got here?

　　 Could it be the reason for the change of water and soil?

　　Longjiang is a place rich in wheat and soybeans. Wanfeng grew up eating white noodles.

　　 And his grandma’s home only produces corn, sorghum, rice and other crops, but does not produce wheat, so the main food is corn flour pancakes and rice porridge.

　　 Although coarse grains are unpalatable, the benefits to the human body are incomparable with fine grains.

　　 The younger brother and sister frowned every time they ate, and couldn't swallow the whole grains, but Wanfeng ate them with relish.

　　 Although it hasn't been a week since I've been here, Wanfeng's skin color has changed significantly from when he first came, and it has become much whiter.

　　 In the words of the neighbors, when they first came, they all looked gray and choked, but now their faces are pale and tender.

　　 This is the result of changes in water and soil. UU reads www.uukanshu.com, but changes in water and soil can only change the appearance of people. How can this also change the personality?

　　 Wanfeng’s mother was also puzzled by her son’s changes.

　　 My mother is not an unreasonable person, and after knowing that Wanfeng is a legitimate defense, she stopped asking about it.

　　 "Follow me to rake the grass, something good will happen at night." The younger uncle said to Wan Feng, who had just been ideologically educated, carrying the rake chain for rake.

　　 In Longjiang Wanfeng’s house, they usually burn firewood. The rolling mountains everywhere don’t burn firewood. The only grass that is burned is bean straw, which is only used for ignition.

Regardless of whether it’s cooking or burning the kang in winter, grandma’s house burns grass, because there are not a few trees on the mountain. The trees are heavily protected here. If those forest rangers see someone stole a tree, their eyes Can stare at the sky spirit cover.

　　 Here, the food is divided by small teams, and so is the burning of grass. Corn stalks and corn stubble are the main sources of fire. But after all, there are more wolves and less meat, and the burning grass that each family receives every year is tight, so you have to go to the grass yourself.

　　 Therefore, every family here has a few rakes and pockets for holding grass, and because of this, the hillsides, plains, and riversides here are all bare.

　　 My uncle used a rake chain, which was made of sorghum tangerines, which looked like a trolley, and hung it on the grass with a rake. After the rake chain was full of grass, he put it in the grass pocket.

　　 And Wanfeng’s tools are an ordinary rake and a smaller grass pocket.

Uncle 　　 walked in front carrying the rake chain and big straw bag, and Wan Feng followed behind with the small rake and small straw bag.

　　 Wanfeng thought that the good thing in my uncle's mouth was to take him out to play at night.

　　 The two crossed the river to the shore of Inna HB.

　　 When I arrived at the HB shore, there were already several members of the team grazing.