It's really a person who relies on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, just such a dress makes my grandmother, who is nearly sixty years old, rejuvenated.

Zhu Yan also brought her half-section mirror, which was more than a foot long, and looked left and right around her grandmother.

"Dead boy, don't take a picture, okay, I'm going to feed the pigs." Grandma hurriedly took off her clothes and went out with a pig food bucket, and when she went out of the house, Wan Feng saw Grandma wiping her eye sockets with her hands.

"Grandpa, I'll make you a new dress for the New Year. ”

Grandpa just smiled, neither disagreeing nor approving.

"I don't have anything. The uncle sighed on the side.

Wan Feng took out a few melons from his pocket: "That! you have this." ”

Zhu Ping saw that it was a melon and began to click after taking one, you see that people who have no heart and lungs are like this.

"Auntie, did you give those clothes to others?"

"I still need to give, these shameless guys have robbed them, and they didn't eat any meals, so they ran to Luan Feng's house to line up and sew bars. ”

If everyone wears this kind of copycat sportswear, these girls will inevitably form a shock wave in the Jiangwei team, Wan Feng doesn't believe that the girls of other teams can withstand the scenery and are snatched away by the descendants of the depression, they will also join in the fun, then Luan Feng can also make a small amount of money even if she sews a bar.

It is estimated that it will not be a problem to earn back the money from the sewing machine.

When this trend spreads again, it spreads to the whole commune and even the Black Reef Commune of Gushan Commune, what a big market it is.

Of course, people may not necessarily come to Luan Feng for processing, after all, each commune has ready-to-wear shops.

But at least Luan Feng has made a name for himself in this area.

What if it was possible to process the clothes yourself?

If Luan Feng processes the clothes and sells them himself, will this market be occupied?

If Wan Feng remembers correctly, Ding Qishan of Xiliu Daji in the 80s has already had a certain scale in making pants, and Xiliu Daji has also appeared in rudiments.

By 82 years, there was a state-approved clothing trading market in Xiliu.

If a garment processing factory is opened in Wahou, the products can be taken to the Xiliu Market to digest the inventory in addition to meeting local demand.

Once opened, it can not only solve the poverty of the Jiangwei brigade, but also greatly boost the local economy, and even benefit one party.

It's definitely an achievable plan.

Hongya County has a textile printing and dyeing factory that can supply cloth, Luan Feng can train in terms of personnel, and the big girls and little daughters-in-law are not old or young, and they have learned how to do it by the end of the year, and the style of clothing is in their heads.

The only thing that is lacking is the cloth ticket, and if you don't have a cloth ticket, you can't buy cloth, and if you can't buy cloth, these plans are the loft in the sky.

The cloth stamps will not be all invalid until December of the eighty-third year, and there is still a two-year window period, where to find a large number of cloth tickets?

Wan Feng thought of the black market, I wonder if the black market in Hongya County has such a large number of cloth tickets?

Xia Qiulong had to help him solve this problem.

…

Early in the morning, when Wan Feng arrived at the melon field, he unexpectedly found that it was Liang Wan who came with the carriage.

"Uncle Liang Wan, you should go and pull bricks and tiles, right?"

"Lao Yuan's car is going to pull bricks and tiles, of course, we are familiar with the road, and we will tighten you first. ”

This old boy knew that he would take advantage of following Wan Feng, of course, he was noisy and came to Lagua, and Lao Yuan was stupid and didn't know what the scene was.

Lao Liangtou has already laid all the melons, and last night mobilized all the members of the family, according to his own words, he got up at two o'clock in the middle of the night to take the whole family to drop the melons.

How did he find the melon at two o'clock in the middle of the night? Could it be that he has night owl eyes?

Lao Liangtou's wife, son and daughter-in-law began to load the car, and Lao Liangtou personally stacked the melons layer by layer on the car.

Half an hour later, more than 600 catties of melons were loaded into the car.

After Wan Feng paid, Liang Wan threw the whip and left the melon field.

When Liang Wan's carriage came to Cui Tun Avenue, the old Yuan carriage loaded with bricks and tiles had been waiting on the side of the road for a long time.

"Third uncle, why don't you even bring a stevedore?"

Liang Wan's carriage was in front, and Lao Yuan was behind the carriage, idling as he walked.

"Hehe, Zhang Hai said, I'll give an extra centimeter for loading and unloading by myself, so I'll do it myself. ”

People die for money, and birds die for food, all of them are masters who want money and don't want to die.

It takes an hour for Wanfeng to ride a bicycle from Wahou to the county seat, and it takes about two hours for the carriage to walk.

"It's going to rain this day, and we might be in the rain today. Liang Wan shook his whip and said nonsense.

Isn't this, there's a little sign of rain somewhere in this clear sky.

"Uncle Liang Wan, you drank in the morning, why didn't you start talking nonsense before seven o'clock?"

Liang Wan's eyes widened: "Two days ago, there was a lot of rain in Beishan, and it is said that some places were flooded, which is true." ”

Since it is true, how can it still be said?

Besides, this logic is also drunk, what is the matter with the rain in Beishan, anyway, Wan Feng doesn't think it will rain this day.

It was eight o'clock in the morning when the carriage arrived at the square in front of the county hospital.

Xia Qiulong, Liu He, Xiao Wu, and two other young people whom Wan Feng knew but couldn't name were already waiting here, and they would take Lao Yuan to the designated construction site to unload the goods.

After Wan Feng gave them a brief introduction to each other, Xia Qiulong and Xiao Wu left with Lao Yuan's car, and the two young men whose names Wan Feng couldn't name stayed behind to help Wan Feng take care of the field.

Now it's time to sell melons.

Now Wan Feng is a little skeptical that Lao Liangtou's melon is mixed with an addictive gene, such as containing poppy elements, otherwise how can there be addiction to eating melon?

Today, the queue waiting to buy melons is much larger than before, with more than 30 people in Lililala.

People have a kind of blind obedience mentality, more than 30 people waiting for Wanfeng melon here, when Wanfeng's carriage was parked, these hula came up and surrounded the carriage, which actually caused a kind of rush to buy.

Originally, people who went to the street to see a doctor would come over to join in the fun and see what was going on when they saw such a scene.

Some people saw that it was a melon seller and left, and some people asked the person who bought the melon how the melon was.

The people who buy melons are all people who have eaten Wanfeng's melons, so they naturally tell the truth.

"This child's melons belong to his own family, and his grandfather is an expert in growing melons, and the melons grown are so delicious that I have been buying them for several days. ”

Under this kind of word of mouth, there were more and more people around the carriage, and Wan Feng was so busy that he couldn't give birth to three hands...

This scene lasted for more than an hour, and when it was half past nine, the melons on the car were only left under the car, which was estimated to be less than 100 catties.

The field was empty, and finally there was no one.

Taking advantage of his free time, Wan Feng picked up the remaining melons into a pile.