My 1983

As soon as school ended the next afternoon, Song Qian found the location of the small restaurant according to the address Lu Xiaofeng said yesterday.

At this time, Lu Xiaofeng was taking a few workers found by Tian Defa to talk about his opinions on the decoration of the small restaurant.

Listening to Lu Xiaofeng's description, Song Qian on the side made up for the appearance of the small restaurant after the decoration was completed.

I couldn't help but sigh, if this really followed Lu Xiaofeng's idea, the small restaurant would definitely be able to make a sensation in Linyang County after it opened.

"Lu Xiaofeng, I really want to open your head now to see what is inside, where did you know all this?"

Song Qian gathered around Lu Xiaofeng and looked directly at Lu Xiaofeng with her eyes hooked.

"Read a book, where else can you know!" Lu Xiaofeng prevaricated, he can't say that he was reborn in the next life, even if he said it, no one would believe it. In this era, there was no Internet or mobile phones, and the only way for people to obtain knowledge was to read books and newspapers.

"Books? What book? Song Qian continued to pester Lu Xiaofeng inquiringly.

"Children can't understand!" Lu Xiaofeng really didn't know how to explain it to Song Qian.

"Who is a child, besides, you are the same age as me!" Because she was a little shorter than Lu Xiaofeng, Song Qian stared at Lu Xiaofeng with her head held high and said.

In fact, Song Qian herself also has a feeling, although she was born a few months earlier than Lu Xiaofeng, when she contacted Lu Xiaofeng, she always involuntarily regarded Lu Xiaofeng as a big brother.

Seeing that Lu Xiaofeng began to busy with other things again, Song Qian could only wander around idly, and after a while, she became acquainted with Wu Xiaoxiao on the side.

Due to family circumstances, Wu Xiaoxiao has a natural sense of inferiority in front of Song Qian. Often it was Song Qian who spoke endlessly, while Wu Xiaoxiao just listened quietly on the side.

When it was dark at night, Lu Xiaofeng prepared a hot pot again, and Tian Defa went to the hospital to take care of his mother-in-law in the past few days, so the problem of eating for several people could only be solved by themselves.

Song Qian also ate hot pot for the first time, and the little girl's saliva couldn't help but flow down when she smelled it. Without waiting for Lu Xiaofeng and a few people to start, he couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and start.

After eating, Lu Xiaofeng rode his bicycle to send Song Qian home. Although social security has improved a lot now, let Song Qian's little girl walk at night, Lu Xiaofeng is still a little uneasy after all.

As soon as I arrived at the mouth of the alley, I saw Song Limin standing under the street lamp, and I was relieved to see Song Qian come back.

Lu Xiaofeng and Song Limin exchanged a few pleasantries and were about to leave, when they suddenly thought of something and looked back at Song Limin.

"Uncle Song, is there any cloth in the aunt's factory?"

"Look at what you kid said, can there be no cloth in the garment factory!" Song Limin was also amused by Lu Xiaofeng's question.

"I mean, can I go to the garment factory and buy some cloth?"

Since the reform and opening up has just begun, both men and women on the street, the clothes are generally gray and black, and occasionally one or two people wearing "really good" can become the focus of people's heated discussions.

Lu Xiaofeng plans to buy some cloth himself and find someone to make some clothes, according to the style of later generations, it is estimated that it is difficult to be popular in this era.

Song Limin was also confused by Lu Xiaofeng's thoughts at the moment, and the kid really wanted to come out one by one. The hot pot restaurant is ready to sell clothes again before it opens.

But what he didn't know was that after Lu Xiaofeng bought Tian Defa's small shop and added decoration, he didn't have much money in his hand. At this time, Lu Xiaofeng continued to accumulate some money to maintain the operation of the hot pot restaurant after its opening.

Song Limin really didn't know about the situation of the garment factory, so he could only take Lu Xiaofeng to his home, his daughter-in-law is the director of a department of the garment factory, and Lu Xiaofeng is right to find her in this matter.

Liu Lan looked at Lu Xiaofeng with a strange look, some people have seen clothes wholesale in the factory, but they directly ask for cloth, Lu Xiaofeng is still the first one. However, he didn't say anything, just asked Lu Xiaofeng to go to the factory tomorrow and ask the leader if he could sell cloth directly.

The next day after breakfast, Lu Xiaofeng rode his bicycle with Er Mao to the garment factory.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he was stopped by the doorman.

"Who are you looking for?" Looking at Lu Xiaofeng and the two at the door, the guard did not give them a good face.

Since the economic reform has just begun, some smart people will often run to the factory to wholesale clothes, which is not polite to see themselves.

Lu Xiaofeng was also prepared, took out the two packs of large front doors in his pocket and handed them over, he will have to deal with the garment factory in the future, if he has the help of the doorman, it can be more convenient to do anything by himself.

Seeing that the two of them were quite good at coming, the doorman did not give them any more, and after registering the two, he put them in.

Lu Xiaofeng and Er Mao inquired before finding Liu Lan's office.

Seeing Lu Xiaofeng and Liu Lan was also a little crying and laughing, he just promised last night, these two people just came to work, and they haven't asked the leader.

But fortunately, since Lu Xiaofeng was here, Liu Lan directly took the two to find the head of the sales section.

"Director Liu, it's not that I don't give you face, our factory hasn't sold this cloth before."

Once you can't sell it, even if you resell the materials in the plan, you can't explain it! Listening

to the words of the sales section chief, Lu Xiaofeng also had no way, he knew that what the sales section chief said was indeed the truth.

However, the finished clothes themselves are not willing to buy, they are the most common styles on the market, and they are not competitive at all.

Out of the sales department, Liu Lan was about to send Lu Xiaofeng and the two to leave, when a worker pushed a cart of rags past everyone, and several people also hurriedly dodged away.

Looking at the pushed rag head, Lu Xiaofeng had an idea in his heart

. Hurriedly pulled Liu Lan and asked if these rag heads could be sold.

Liu Lan was also confused by Lu Xiaofeng, these rags are usually leftover from the clothes made in the factory, and they are often directly disposed of. What can Lu Xiaofeng do with these rag heads.

However, Liu Lan did not ask more, and returned to the office of the head of the sales section with Lu Xiaofeng.

Watching a few people go and return, the head of the sales section thought that Lu Xiaofeng was going to have a soft film hard bubble with him, but because of Liu Lan's face, he still didn't blast Lu Xiaofeng and Er Mao out.

After hearing Lu Xiaofeng's thoughts, the workshop director breathed a sigh of relief.

"Some of the broken things are, you can just go to the warehouse and load them if you want."

Taking everyone to the warehouse with rag heads, Lu Xiaofeng and Er Mao were instantly stunned by the scene they saw, and they saw that the floor of the warehouse was full of all kinds of rag heads, one by one, like a hill.

The director of the sales section took two sacks and handed them to Lu Xiaofeng.

"Dress casually, take as much as you can."

He thought that Lu Xiaofeng just took it back for his family, so he didn't care how much he could take, these rags were piled up here for many years, and sometimes the employees in the factory would take some back to sew clothes or make some mops or something.