Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

　　 There was a man sitting there lazily in the office looking through the newspaper. When Wan Feng came in, he only raised his eyes and glanced at Wan Feng without saying anything.

　　 "Uncle! Do you collect broken glass here?"

　　 The man put his head behind the newspaper, and this time he didn't even show his face.

　　 Maybe he thought Wanfeng was a kid from this village who came here to play.

　　 Wanfeng threw the butterflies and flowers in front of him with the dimes he bought in Heshe.

　　 He saw that the other party was still having dry smoke in his mouth.

　　 The newspaper in the man's hand was thrown aside, his eyes lit up as he scanned the pack of cigarettes, and the smile on his face appeared little by little like a small seedling unearthed.

　　 "What did you ask, kid?"

　　 The saying that money can make ghosts condemn it is the most logical saying.

　　 "May I ask if your factory collects broken glass?"

　　 The man looked at Wan Feng in surprise: "You want to sell broken glass? We don't charge one catty or two catties."

　　 "Let me ask the price first."

　　 "Three catties and two cents."

　　 Three catties and two cents cost more than six cents per catty. The price is not low.

　　 Broken glass has no use value at all. Not to mention that broken glass is the entire wine bottle and canned bottles. They are all thrown there in the countryside.

　　 If there is no such a glass factory here, the broken glass is of no use in the countryside. Except for the Cuitun Supply and Marketing Cooperative, the supply and marketing cooperatives in other places are not collecting the broken glass.

　　 As for the price, the price was pretty good at the time.

　　 Wanfeng still clearly remembers that in the autumn of 1983, after he returned to Longjiang, Shenwu County purchased the station until their company collected scrap iron and gave him a penny and a catty.

　　 "Can I sell broken glass directly to you?"

　　 Looking at the face of a pack of cigarettes, the person's attitude is very good: "I am in charge of the purchase. You can sell it, but if it is less, it will be boring."

　　 "Then if I make large quantities, do you also accept it?"

　　 "Can you get large quantities?"

　　 "How can I know if I can't get it if I haven't tried it." Wan Feng replied confidently.

　　 "Haha! You little guy is very interesting, I will take as much as you can get."

　　 "Do you give cash? I won't come without cash."

　　 That person didn't take it seriously, how many you can have as a child: "Make sure you click and click, and you won't be in arrears."

　　 Wanfeng felt relieved this time, he felt that his first pot of gold was coming.

　　Wanfeng walked to the door and turned back: "I don't know how long your factory can open?"

　　Because he will return to Longjiang next winter, Wanfeng really doesn't know how long this factory has been open.

　　 "This depends on the benefit, it's not bad for the time being."

　　 left the drawing factory and brought Xiaohui back to her home. The conversation between the aunt and their sisters was also completed.

　　 On the road after Huiwa, what Wanfeng pays most attention to is the tatters in the ditches and ridges on the roadside, mainly related to glass.

　　While he walked, he was enraged, and the glass **** could be seen everywhere on the ditch, the ridge, and the field. It was obvious that there was no shortage of supplies in his plan.

　　 When he got home, he began to arrange, of course, first from the Wahou team, and then to the back of the Waqian Mountain, radiating around with dots and strips.

　　 His method is very simple. If anyone collects three catties of broken glass, he can use him to exchange for a little book, or for a penny.

　　 The wire drawing factory received 6,000 jin, and Wan Feng gave them 331 jin, and he also doubled the profit.

When the children in the village learned that three catties of worthless broken glass could be exchanged for a small book or sold for a penny, everyone's enthusiasm was mobilized, and all the half-old children appeared at the same time. Fields, mountain tops, ditch banks, look everywhere for things that shine in the sun.

In just a few days, the entire children of the Jiangwei brigade knew about it. Even the Huanghui brigade of the Black Reef Commune and the Dapuzi brigade of the Xiaogushan Commune, which are connected to the Jiangwei brigade, knew the news. .

Anyway, all the places where glass can be found are children. What Wanfeng didn’t expect was that in the end even some adults joined in the search for broken glass. After all, three catties can sell for one cent, which is only a few cents for one centimeter. It is also a very attractive income for the rural areas where the money is divided.

　　 Wanfeng set up a spot in his grandma's house and Xu Bin's house, and basically bought the broken glass at these two spots after school.

　　 When I read the novels, I changed to the novels. When the turnover of the novels couldn't come, he would give them cash. After more than ten days, he actually bought a lot of broken glass.

　　 Wanfeng closed the ledger and found that he had bought more than two thousand catties of broken glass. He thought he had to go to the wire drawing factory to sell it once.

　　 Today is Sunday, the sun is shining in the sky, and it is a good day for the flowers to smile at Wanfeng.

　　 Wanfeng ran to the wire drawing factory in the morning, and after confirming that the guy who bought it, he ran back non-stop and found the leader of the Wahou team, Zhang Hai.

　　 "Uncle Zhang Hai, I'm going to hire a team to get a carriage today, can't you?" When he said this, Wan Feng put a box of handshake cigarettes into Zhang Hai's pocket.

　　 "Hire a carriage? What do you do with a carriage? What about a daughter-in-law?"

　　 At that time, the general means of transportation for marrying a wife was a horse-drawn carriage. The most high-end one was a walking tractor, and the most high-end one was to ride a bicycle.

　　 Wanfeng laughed: "I am still young when I marry a daughter-in-law, and I have no master."

　　 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 Cui Tun. What do you think of me giving money and a dollar? It's all right in the morning, maybe you will use it once in a few days."

　　 The journey from Wahou to Cuitun was only three or four miles away. In 1980, the freight cost of one dollar was quite a lot.

　　 After thinking about it, Zhang Hai agreed. Anyway, now the cart is not nervous, so he sent a two-horse horse cart with a chain to install a large cart.

　　 The owner of the car was Liang Wan.

　　 Of course, Yan Wanfeng, who is a dime, is not stingy. Don't underestimate the dime, they are happy.

　　 Two people, one left and one right, were sitting on the carriage while rushing and chatting, and soon they went to the drawing factory to unload the car.

　　 Now Wanfeng already knows that the person who bought the wire drawing factory is called Song Yuancheng. His family lives in Liutun, which is next to the village of Jiangwei brigade Wohutun and Wohutun separated by a three-meter-wide river.

　　 The worthless handshake cigarette naturally entered his pocket.

　　 Song Yuancheng was surprised that Wanfeng could get a large cart of broken glass.

　　 "Little guy, you can't tell, where did you get so much broken glass?"

　　 "It's good, my family doesn't produce this stuff."

　　 Song Yuancheng takes a good look at Wan Feng and muttered to himself: "Your little machine is not easy."

　　 What's so simple about collecting broken glass? I will do more difficult things in the future.