Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

A small radio caught his attention.

There are very few radios, and they are about the same size as the Walkman tape recorders that will fill the streets more than ten years later. It seems strange now.

I promised to get a radio for my grandfather.

"How much does this thing cost?"

"twenty five."

"This thing is not expensive."

"Hey, how expensive is it for just one band?"

Hearing that there is only one band, Wanfeng immediately gave up the idea of ​​buying one for grandpa, but...

He is not going to take the tape recorder for the time being, and he will think about it when the two tape recorders at home are sold.

This time he was mainly looking for channels for electronic watches and getting electronic watches.

"I want three hundred electronic watches. The size of the tape recorder will be bought after a few times. I don't need it now."

"Three hundred watches?" Fang Hongqiu was taken aback by the number Wan Feng reported. In Bohai, he had never had a record of approving 300 watches once. At most, Zhang San approved 100 watches yesterday.

Most of the dealers take thirty or fifty, and some even take ten or twenty.

"Don't believe me? I told you all, the amount I took was very large."

"Junior brother, let's make an agreement, relatives are relatives and wealth is wealth, even if my father is here, he will not pay on credit."

This guy's head is still normal sometimes,

He thought Lao Tzu was an empty-handed white wolf.

Wan Feng curled his lips: "Looking at how promising you are, it seems like I have no money."

He unbuttoned his trousers and took out a pocket from the crotch, took out two stacks of ten-yuan bills and threw them to Fang Hongqiu.

Fang Hongqiu grinned as if avoiding it, but the paradox was that when he was waiting to receive the money, he put it under his nose and sniffed it.

Who is it?

"Grass, it smells like urine."

"Would you like it? Next time I come back, I'll give you the money I wiped my butt, and see if you want it."

While talking nonsense, Wan Feng took out a wad of change from his pocket and counted one hundred.

"Two thousand one hundred yuan, I don't owe you a penny."

Fang Hongqiu counted the money with his hands sticking to his saliva, just like the old rich landlord in the movie.

"The money is counted, then I'm going to load the goods, give me sixty yuan for one color."

Zhang Xian came in with his bag on his back and began to load the goods.

Fang Hongqiu picked out the goods very quickly. He picked out the 300 electronic watches in more than ten minutes and put them into two backpacks. Of course, they were not very full, and they were half bags, so they were easy to carry.

After installing the electronic watch, Wan Feng picked up a radio and threw it into his satchel.

"This is a free gift. I promised to get my grandpa a radio."

"Hey, junior brother, are you calling me a penny?"

"Hey hammer, you still need a broken radio with all the goods I have, will you leave me for lunch?"

Fang Hongqiu curled his lips: "You want me to keep you for dinner just like this? Good idea!"

"If you don't stay behind, then I'm leaving."

Coming out of Fang Hongqiu's house, Wan Feng heaved a long sigh of relief. The most important thing of this trip to Bohai Sea was solved, and it was considered perfect. The rest was the sewing machine.

The matter of the sewing machine is relatively not that urgent, so it's better not to turn it down, anyway, the family can make do with it for the time being.

The bag can only be carried on the body, and Wan Feng is not at ease with Fang Hongqiu.

The two came to Zheng Quan's house again by tram with their bags on their backs.

Zheng Quan had been waiting for Wan Feng to arrive a long time ago, and prepared a table of food and wine. There was also a person who looked somewhat similar to him at his house, obviously Zheng Quan's brother.

After the introduction, the two parties went to the wine table to eat and chat.

Seeing the bags Wan Feng and the others were carrying, Zheng Quan was quite surprised: "Have you got the goods?"

Wan Feng nodded.

Zheng Quan was very confused: "Did you get it from Mr. Fang's second-hand?"

"Um."

"How did you get it out?"

Wan Feng laughed at himself and told what happened.

"What a coincidence! Why don't you dare to write a book like this?"

"It's such a coincidence that Fang's second child is very interesting. We folks have a saying that every family has a bad third child, but Fang's buddies are so far away from each other."

"No matter what kind it is, as long as it is in stock, this is my brother, Zheng Yong, an ordinary worker in the assembly workshop of Qianjin Factory."

Then he introduced Wan Feng to his elder brother.

"This is Brother Xiao Wan from Hongya. A few bastards from Pao Ai came to trouble me yesterday. Brother Xiao Wan, Brother Zhang, saved me once."

Zheng Quan's eldest brother is in the assembly workshop of the Qianjin factory? Wan Feng thought his sewing machine was lost.

"Let's make one first." After sitting down, Zheng Quan raised his cup.

Zheng Quan and his brother made a mess, Wan Feng still took a sip, he was not straight, don't be so messed up.

After drinking for three rounds, the conversation box will open.

"Brother Zheng, my family has opened a clothing workshop. Now there are two sewing machines, which are not enough. But now the sewing air tickets are too tight. We can't get tickets at all, and we can't buy them if we have money. Your factory has no way to help. How many do I get?"

Zheng Yong shook his head: "Normal channels are definitely not working."

Wan Feng was overjoyed. The subtext of these words was that abnormal channels might work.

"What about other channels?"

"The workers in our factory have some indicator machines, which are used to take care of the workers in the factory. Each worker in the factory has an indicator machine every year. Many workers in our factory have them at home, so these workers give these indicator machines to their relatives and friends. What, there are some at the end of each year, but it’s not easy to get it now, I dare not say if there are too many, one or two is still possible, but it will have to wait a few days.”

It is impossible for Wan Feng to judge whether this statement is true or not, maybe the factory really has such a rule.

"It's the same as the factory price in your factory."

"Well, it's also one hundred and twenty-five yuan."

"Brother, I'll give you one hundred and three for each, but ten are fine, but how can you contact me if you fix it?"

"Is there no phone in your unit?"

unit? Where is the unit from? How can there be a telephone in a brick and tile factory? Hey, isn't there a telephone in Zhou Bingde's office? He also left Wan Feng's phone number, let me think about it.

Wan Feng thought for a long time and finally remembered the phone number Zhou Bingde had given him.

"If you get it done, just make this call. When the other party answers, you will say that you are contacting the goods for Xiaowan, and just say that the goods are ready."

Zheng Yong put the phone number in his arms.

"Brother Wan, is there anything else, see what I can do to help?" Zheng Quan asked a little drunk at the end of the banquet.

"We only have to go back to Hongya now, but there is no bus in the afternoon, can you find us a bicycle to take us back?"

Wan Feng asked casually, and didn't expect Zheng Quan to provide any help.

"Hey! Our factory has a car from your Hongya transportation team to pull the machine today, and we have to go back around 1:30 in the afternoon. Why don't you take that car back?"

Zheng Yong said something on the side.

Look at this luck, it's really against the sky.

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