More than 60 people, one set per person, how much is this?

The cost of a set of clothes is nearly nine yuan, and more than 60 sets are nearly 600 yuan, and this month's profit is in vain.

Zhang Xuan gritted his teeth and couldn't let this loser man continue to behave like this.

But this unobtrusive thing has spoken all the words, how can he take it back?

It seems that he said that he will only give rewards when he is happy, if he is unhappy, will he not need to give rewards?

Isn't it time to make him unhappy at the end of the month, how to make him unhappy?

Zhang Xuan smiled proudly, it seems that as long as he pesters him, he will not be happy, and at the end of the month, the old lady will pester you every day, see that you still have the heart to give rewards!

Thinking of this, Zhang Xuan began to smile proudly again.

How did Wan Feng know that his casual words would make eighteen bends in his stomach, and he was still calculating the current month's output.

Wan Feng's own twenty-two machines a day's output is really limited, but fortunately, the market he has to face now is not large, and the two markets of Wuxian and Heihe can be regarded as barely able to supply.

If all these machines make bell bottoms, then according to the workload of a whole day, they can roll off the assembly line 200 or so, and this output is completely useless for these two markets.

But as soon as the ski shirt production was added, it went down.

With an assembly-line operation method, an average person can only make four or five ski shirts in eight hours a day with one machine, and counting the school's fifteen sewing machines, there are up to 1,500 sets a month.

And next month, because of the cold weather, the internship in the third year of high school will be suspended for a month after the start of school and return to school to learn theory classes, so that the fifteen machines in the school during the day will have no output.

Fifteen hundred outfits can't be built, and it's good to be able to complete a thousand.

Fortunately, it's over in a month, no matter how much it's like that, whether you love to sell it or not, and when the New Year is over, you will specialize in making bell bottoms, so there will be no such troubles.

After thinking about it, watching the women busy with their work, Wan Feng decided to sleep, anyway, he couldn't help much, he was woken up in the middle of the night last night, and he slept a lot less today and took this opportunity to make up for it.

Wan Feng yawned heavily.

But it seems a bit rude to sleep in this room, why is this a woman's boudoir, or a boudoir of six women, and it doesn't look good or sound to sleep here, forget it, go to the master's room Li Mingdou's room to deal with it.

At noon, I ate at his house.

After making up his mind, Wan Feng staggered to Li You's house.

He Xiao, the first crab eater in the martial arts training class in the region, did very well, he accepted more than 50 disciples in Fularji, each disciple paid two yuan a month, and studied for two hours every afternoon, and the attitude towards the student He Xiao was that as long as he paid the money, he didn't care if he didn't come and didn't want to learn, as a master, he didn't care about anything, of course, he still had to come out when the students were beaten.

But how many people in the Fularji area dared to beat his disciples?

He Xiao truthfully relayed his successful experience to his master Li You.

Li You didn't care much about what his students had learned, he cared about He Xiao's income of one hundred and twenty yuan a month, which was a reason for his heart.

So, at the end of last month, he also started a martial arts class.

Good guy, as soon as the congregation was pulled up, the servants were like a stream, and more than 100 people were drawn in just a few days.

Li You's nose was crooked.

When Wan Feng arrived at Li You's house, Li You was sitting on the kang and smirking.

Two hundred yuan a month laughed like this bear, Wan Feng expressed deep contempt for the master's realm being so low.

Li Mingdou was still sleeping at this time, which surprised Wan Feng, his house was the house of their three brothers, and his two younger brothers only had Sundays and no month-end vacation, so they went to school, so they were wrapped in this goods and fell asleep.

Wan Feng unceremoniously arched on the kang, and he didn't know that it was Li Mingdou's younger brother's quilt, so he pulled one over and covered his body, and slept well.

After having lunch at Li You's house at noon, Wan Feng followed Li You to his boxing stadium to go to the fox and fake the tiger, and when he got there, when more than 100 men, women and children called him senior brother, he found out that he was the second senior brother!

Among the disciples officially accepted by Li You, He Xiao is the senior brother, and Wan Feng is the second senior brother, which is kowtowing and saluting, and the rest are not counted if they have not gone through these two procedures.

This Wan Feng was depressed, he came at an inopportune time, because there was no longer one between Mao and He Xiao, so that the title of the second senior brother would not fall on his head.

This second senior brother and the second senior brother called him to think about Bajie's body.

I don't know if these guys will give him the nickname of Bajie when Journey to the West in 86?

When the time comes, whoever dares to call him Bajie will definitely beat their ass.

The martial arts class has been held for two days, and Li You's current teaching content is very simple and rude.

In a month's time, the minimum requirement of one hour to reach the horse step station pile.

In his words, poking your feet is a leg game, and if you can't stand on your feet in the next game, you can still practice a fart.

Wan Feng saw where this could be, and quickly pulled Li You aside.

"Master, tell me the purpose of your class. ”

"Carry forward martial arts and carry forward the quintessence of the country. "Li You came up with a tall and complete, slogan-like language.

"Master, can we just tell me if you are trying to make money or if you really promote martial arts as you just said, to be honest!"

Li You scratched his head: "Making money and promoting martial arts are not delayed." ”

"You can't have both, you can choose one. ”

"Then let's choose to make money. Li You thought for a long time, as if he was embarrassed to answer.

"I said, master, since you want to make money, what can you earn by squatting every day?"

Li You was surprised, "Isn't this right? We can't practice unsteadily under this door, my requirement is that Ma Bu can squat for an hour, this is not difficult, when I was learning art, it was half a day and half a day..."

Wan Feng hurriedly interrupted the master's words, how could this still be related to decades ago.

When the horse step thing first started to practice, let alone an hour, ordinary people can't even squat for a minute, you let these people practice horse steps every day, isn't this.

"Master, if you practice horse walking every day now, I dare to guarantee that you will be able to run half of the people in less than three days, I ask you how much is half of the people?"

"More than a hundred!"

"That's right, you'll be more than a hundred and a half gone, and by the end of the day, there will be about ten or eight left, and then you'll drink the northwest wind." ”

"Apprentice, no, since they want to learn martial arts, they should have the determination to endure hardships, so their coming shows that they have this expectation, why should they run?"

You see, the head is antique, isn't it, why are they running? Why don't they run?

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