Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

Wan Feng was left standing there alone in the yard, as conspicuous as a seedling in a ten-acre field.

"Why is there one left here? Why are you... Fuck, it was you, and I was looking for you."

"Uncle Zhang Hai, I have something to do today, don't expect me to follow you around." Wan Feng quickly declared that he was just kidding, the last time he went to see the venue on a rainy day, he almost lost his shoes.

"What's the matter with you?"

"I'm going to Xiaogushan to repair my bicycle today. I'm here to borrow a donkey cart, so even if you talk about smallpox, don't expect me to run around with you."

Zhang Hai laughed aloud: "Didn't I take you around today, I asked someone to draw the drawings of the brick kiln and factory building, how do you see it?"

Isn't this bullshit, I'll see what a fart!

Wan Feng took a quick glance at the design drawing.

This design picture is also quite interesting, like a peasant painting.

"Very good, very good." Wan Feng cut off his ears and nodded expertly.

Zhang Hai was overjoyed: "If it works, then we will be ready to start construction in two days, and try to build the factory building and brick kiln before the rainy season arrives."

When the brick kiln will be built is none of Wan Feng's business.

Liang Wan has almost become Wan Feng's queen driver now, but today instead of driving a horse-drawn cart, he drove a donkey cart.

After all, pulling a bicycle does not require a horse-drawn cart.

Compared with horses, donkeys are infinitely thinner, which reminds Wan Feng of a folk saying: A skinny donkey pulls hard shit.

The skinny donkey is pulling the donkey cart, and Liang Wan's Wan Feng is sitting in the cart, the two of them are being pulled by the donkey cart...

It seems to scold myself.

Thinking of this, Wan Feng's stomach started to chuckle.

Liang Wan looked at the messy bicycle on the donkey cart that was dismantled by Wan Feng and asked, "Why did you dismantle this thing?"

This question has something to do with IQ, and of course it’s for repairing. If it’s just for looking at him, it’s not a big deal.

"Are you going to fix this bike?"

Wan Feng nodded.

"I think it's quite embarrassing. If this car can be repaired, I'm afraid it's equivalent to buying a new car."

This is simply impossible. It is equivalent to buying a new car. What does he buy it for? Then go buy a new car.

"Fix it and have a look. If it's not cost-effective, don't repair it. It's only a few dollars anyway."

Liang Wan was speechless, the matter of a few dollars, this bragging is too innovative.

Half an hour later, Wan Feng had already appeared in Xiaogushan.

At that time, every supply and marketing cooperative had a car repair shop, which was dedicated to serving the working people. It was regarded as a department of the supply and marketing cooperative, and it was also a state-owned unit.

The master who repairs cars in Gushan Supply and Marketing Cooperative is about fifty years old and is sitting in front of the door of the car repair shop with a pair of eyes watching ants climb trees.

The master master played a big game in front of Wan Feng and instructed his two apprentices to analyze the pile of rags that Wan Feng brought.

The two young apprentices sorted Wan Feng's rags into categories and reported to him.

"Child, what are you doing here to bring these things?" the old master asked while drinking tea.

"My request is very simple, as long as I can ride it back when I go back."

"Pfft!" The old master sprayed out a sip of tea, but luckily Wan Feng was squatting beside him, otherwise he would be like a drowned chicken.

"Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back, but you still have to ride back with these things?" The master's eyes were as wide as copper bells.

"Master, you must have a way. You can see that you wear these glasses like a master. You must have a way." While speaking, Wan Feng quietly put a bottle of liquor on the table next to him. The master saw it.

The old master frowned and inspected Wan Feng's pile of tatters himself.

"The handlebars on the front fork are usable, and the pedals are a bit bent. Just don't come here. The shelf...is just fine, and the rim has to be replaced with a new one.

The other one needs to be repaired and the spokes can be replaced. The flywheel is quite rusty and it can be repaired with some effort, but this big frame is the problem. It's also distorted, and it's a lot of money to replace a new big shelf. "

"Master, if you replace all the rims and big frame with new ones, how much would it cost?"

The old master closed his eyes and began to calculate, and Wan Feng was startled by the number after the calculation. It cost more than 50 yuan, and it was still for the sake of a bottle of wine. It is the result of undercounting money.

This was far beyond Wan Feng's budget, which was no more than 20 yuan.

"Master, if I find a way to restore this big shelf, how much will it cost?"

"If you don't count the large frame, it will take less than twenty to repair this car."

"Master, I'll leave everything else to you. I'll figure out a way for myself."

After finishing speaking, Wan Feng turned around and went outside and said to Liang Wan: "You wait here, I will go out and find someone to do something."

Wan Feng ran to Heyan Village on the opposite side of the avenue, and found Xiao Jun after a few questions.

"Do you know any relatives in Xiaogushan Machinery Factory?"

Xiao Jun was obviously just getting up, but his eyes were sleepy: "Yes, my second uncle is driving a bed inside, what's the matter with you?"

Wan Feng was overjoyed: "I want to do something in the machinery factory, you take me to find your second uncle."

The machinery factory of Gushan Commune is next to the Yina River on the east side of the national road, facing the small Gushan on the west side of the road, and diagonally opposite the supply and marketing cooperative.

Xiao Jun and Wan Feng climbed in from the top of the wall, and they couldn't get in through the gate.

According to Xiao Jun, the old man in the mail room of the machinery factory refused to allow children and all ghosts and monsters to enter.

Xiao Jun's uncle was a lathe worker. Xiao Jun called his second uncle, who was covered in oil, from the workshop to a secluded place and introduced Wan Feng to his uncle.

"Second Uncle, this is my loyal friend Wan Feng, a descendant of Jiang Weiwa, he asked you to do something."

Uncle Xiao Jun looked suspiciously at Xiao Jun and then at Wan Feng. A child had nothing to do with him.

There is an old saying: Before the soldiers and horses move, the food and grass go first.

When Wan Feng came here, there was nothing to do, so gifts had to be prepared, and he understood very well the truth that there must be brave men under great rewards.

Wan Feng took out two boxes of Daqianmen from his pocket and stuffed them into Uncle Xiao Jun's pocket.

Two boxes of Daqianmen cost 70 cents, which is basically equivalent to the quality of the boutique Zhonghua thirty years later.

"The big frame of my bicycle was run over by the carriage and deformed. See if you can clean it up for me." With a gift as a guarantee, Wan Feng's face did not blush when he said his request.

When Second Uncle Xiao Jun heard that it was a bicycle, he immediately felt a lot easier.

"Where is it, take a look."

"At the car repair shop of the supply and marketing cooperative, I'm afraid I won't be able to get it in."

Township enterprises at that time were quite formal, and things could not be entered casually, and formal procedures had to be followed in order to enter and exit.

"I'll go out with you to have a look. You go to the cooperative first, and I'll ask for leave." After Xiao Dexiang finished speaking, he went to the workshop director to ask for leave.