Although Wan Feng in the previous life was not very rich and rich, he had seen 56,000 yuan, but despite this, he did not look down on the profit between the cents.

Don't underestimate this penny of trading, thousands of high-rise buildings rise from the ground, and Wanfeng's original accumulation starts from this penny of trading.

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

Although the Wahou team is poor, they are still okay with their work last year, so each of these children also has a Mao 8 cent of New Year's money during the Chinese New Year.

Eighty years is not the later period of stores, and it will take about two or three years until the time when individuals are allowed to open stores.

Now there is only one cooperative in each brigade, and they don't open until the seventh day of the first lunar month.

Wan Feng clearly knew that these children's New Year's money was not spent because of the cooperative's holidays, and they were still put in their pockets, and these children in the east were also drawn together with a scale of two yuan, plus there were dozens of children in the ditch, and the total scale was estimated to be about five or six yuan.

Even if he only earns half of this money, then his investment will pay off.

This is just the Wago team, and adjacent to the Wago team are the Kuwachi team in the south and the mountain back team in the west.

As long as he earns the money from the hands of the three team children, by the time school starts on March 1, he believes that he will have six or seven yuan in savings.

When he reinvests these savings, his market will be big when school starts.

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

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

That's all he can do at his age, and those big projects are not what he can get involved in now.

Wan Feng's prediction was not biased, and after getting the information that he could read two small books for a penny, most of these children were so excited that they generously took out the money to rent books to read.

You have two copies of him, and Wan Feng's twenty-five villain books will all be rented out in a short time, and in the blink of an eye, he will earn back a dime and a half.

"Tell you, wash my hands and read them again, and don't break my book, if you break a page, you will lose a penny, and if you lose it, you will have to pay the original price, and you will return it on time tomorrow, and if you don't expect to pay it back, you will have to increase the price, do you hear clearly?"

"Hear me clearly!"

"Fuck off. ”

A group of children snorted and scattered with the villain's book, birds and beasts.

Wan Feng had to sit down from a tree on the beach, counting the handful of steel hammers that rattled in his hand.

One dime a day, two a piece a ten, by the beginning of the school year, he would earn back the capital of this book, and when the time came to buy more than 20 books with the money, he would have a sizable booksstand.

Last year, because of the good harvest, the team to which the Wei Brigade belonged was able to get money in the entire Warrior Commune, but one centimeter was only a dime or more, and a laborer could only get thirty or twenty in a year's hard work.

This is still good, some poor teams are still upside down, and after working for a year, not only can they not share the money, but they also owe the production team, so they will receive a ration home.

Wan Feng made more than a dime without much effort, is this considered an exploiting class?

Wan Feng looked down and saw a handful of steel hammers in his hand, and new troubles were born, once there were more of these steel hammers, where to hide?

Before he could think of a solution, his mother's voice calling for him faintly came to his ears.

Wan Feng didn't know what his mother told him to do so he hurried back, and at the gate, the little sister Wan Fang looked at him and smiled ghostly.

"What did Mom tell me to do?"

"Mom is going to beat you. ”

"Ah, what are you doing beating me?" Wan Feng was taken aback.

"Tell you to fight outside. ”

Who's got such a long tongue? It's all because Luan Feng has a long tongue, and he shouted about his fight before it got dark.

When I returned to my grandmother's house, my mother's face didn't seem to show much anger.

"There was a fight yesterday?"

Wan Feng was silent.

"When did you get so capable?"

At this time, it is time to justify, if you don't defend your mother's big ear shave, it may fall on your face.

"More than a dozen children in Little Gushan are going to beat us, of course we have to fight back. ”

"Did you really beat away more than ten children?" The mother seemed to be surprised, in her impression, Wan Feng should be a good child, when he was in Longjiang, he was usually bullied by others, why did he change his appearance when he arrived here?

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

Longjiang is a place rich in wheat and soybeans, and Wan Feng grew up eating white noodles since he was a child.

His grandmother's house only produces corn, sorghum, rice and other crops, not wheat, so the staple food is mainly cornmeal tortillas and bud rice porridge.

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

The younger brother and sister had a sad face every time they ate, and they couldn't swallow the coarse grains, but Wan Feng ate them with relish.

Although it has been less than a week here, Wan Feng's complexion has changed significantly from when he first arrived, and it is much whiter.

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

This is the result of the change of water and soil, but the change of water and soil can only change the appearance of people, how can this even change the personality?

Wan Feng's mother was also puzzled by her son's changes.

Mother is not an unreasonable person, and after knowing that Wan Feng is in legitimate defense, she no longer cares about this matter.

"Come with me to the grass, there will be good things in the evening. The uncle carried the rake chain used to pick up the grass and said to Wan Feng, who had just been educated.

In Longjiang Wanfeng's house, firewood is generally burned, and the mountains everywhere do not burn firewood, and the only grass that burns is bean straw, which is only used to ignite fire.

And grandma's house here is to burn grass whether it is cooking or burning kang in winter, because there are not many trees on the mountain at all, and trees are seriously protected here, and those rangers can stare at the heavenly spirit cover if they see someone stealing a tree.

Here, the food is divided by the squad, and the grass is burned, and the corn stalks and corn stubble are the main forces of the fire. But after all, wolves have more meat and less meat, and the grass that each family gets every year is also tight, so they have to pick up the grass themselves.

Therefore, every house here has a few rakes and pockets for grass, and because of this, whether it is a hillside, a plain, or a riverside, it is bare.

My uncle used a rake chain, that is, a thing like a cart made of sorghum oranges, and hung on the grass with a rake, and then put it in the grass pocket when the rake chain was full of grass.

And Wan Feng's tools are an ordinary rake and a small grass pocket.

The brother-in-law walked in front with a rake chain and a big grass pocket, and Wan Feng followed behind with a small rake and a small grass bag.

Wan Feng thought that the good thing in his uncle's mouth was to take him out to play at night.

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

When I arrived at the HB shore, I saw that there were already several people from my team who were hugging the grass.