The issue of having children is still too far away, there is no need to discuss it now, and when Wan Feng comes back in the future, this area of Northern Liao has already begun to implement late marriage and late childbearing.

I don't know if it's a matter of national policy or a change in people's concepts, but anyway, people in this coastal area are getting married at a higher and older age, and in the mid-90s, the age of marriage was generally around 289 years old, not in the cities but in the countryside, which is probably relatively rare in the whole country.

"Plant a few trees in front of the door to flower trees, in the summer full of flowers how beautiful, in the future I will open a piece of land in front of the door to plant melons, when the time lies at home you can smell the fragrance of melons." ”

Luan Feng forgot about Wan Feng's problem of finding someone else to have a child in a blink of an eye, and began to be busy dreaming.

"Cut! If you plant a piece of melon, those children will have something to do, and maybe they will even steal the seedlings. ”

Luan Feng obviously didn't think about this question, blinked his eyes a little blankly, and said after a long time: "Then I will raise two more dogs, and whoever dares to steal will bite whom!"

Wan Feng was too lazy to take care of Luan Feng's aerial loft-like plans: "Let's go! ”

Luan Feng followed behind Wan Feng and chattered: "What am I doing to dream? ”

"Hehe, if I didn't fight you, you would have flown into the sky like a kite. ”

Luan Feng took a few steps and flew up behind Wan Feng: "Who is going to the sky?"

was dodged by Wan Feng, who had been on guard for a long time.

"Don't hide, let me kick, a man should have a big heart. ”

A broad-minded mind does not mean being honest, and Bethune, who serves the people wholeheartedly, is not necessarily willing to do so.

"That's right, men should have a big heart to embrace more women. ”

Luan Feng was dumbfounded and then furious: "What? You damn little villain, you still want to hug more women? I'll let you hug more... Don't run!"

Don't run? Idiots don't run!

Wan Feng ran as freely as the wind, and disappeared into the tunzi in a blink of an eye, so angry that Luan Feng stomped his feet violently behind him, and after stomping a few feet, he laughed.

Not to mention that the little bastard got the sentence quite perfectly, how did the head of this thing come up with it?

But just thinking about it, wanting to hug more women, huh!

Seeing that Luan Feng didn't chase after him anymore, Wan Feng didn't run, and walked through the west ditch to the shoe factory.

The workers in the shoe factory are busy nervously, and the first batch of workers is taking in the second batch of new workers, and in a few days these new workers will be released, and then the shoe factory will be able to increase the night shift.

With two shifts, the monthly output of the shoe factory can reach the scale of 10,000 pairs.

It's a pity that the personnel are still nervous, otherwise it would be nice to add another production line.

There were more than a dozen people in front of the sales department picking up the goods, and these were shoe sellers who rushed to the market in the morning.

Due to the increase in the surrounding markets, some people who do not farm the land have become professional market collectors, they take shoes in the shoe factory or take clothing in the garment factory to drive the various markets, a pair of shoes to earn three cents and five cents, a day can also earn three yuan and five yuan.

These small traders don't get much at one time, more than ten pairs of one style, usually fifty or sixty pairs.

Wan Feng quietly watched as these vendors happily took their goods and left.

"Uncle, how many goods can these people get in a day?"

Responsible for sales is Wan Feng's future father-in-law Luan Changchang, after the disbandment of the production team, Luan Changchang was arranged by Zhang Hai to be in charge of sales in the shoe factory, and Luan Feng's grandfather became the door of the shoe factory.

"Our current daily production is about 230 pairs, which is barely enough for these vendors to get the goods, and there is hardly much surplus. ”

No surplus?

This is not good, the product can not always wander around in the low-end market, when will it become a famous brand? It must enter the market of the big city, but the current output seems to be unable to maintain even the local market, and there is no surplus product to enter the shopping mall of the big city.

We must open another production line, take advantage of the fact that people have not yet understood the importance of doing business to break out of the brand, form brand awareness in people's concepts, and compete with those foreign big brands in the future.

Wan Feng turned around and entered the technical department.

It is said that there is a retired master from the pear room in the technical department, and the rest of the masters of the trainers from the pear room will be evacuated after these people can work independently.

The shoe factory gave him a salary of 40 yuan a month, which was already the highest salary.

"Master Hong, where did you buy these shoe-making machines in the first place?

"Isn't there a nameplate on the machine? ”

Wan Feng patted his head, but he was mistaken by being smart.

So I went into the workshop and found a somewhat blurry nameplate on a cutting machine.

The manufacturing plant of the machinery is in Shenyang.

Before the 80s, more than half of the country's industrial machinery products were produced in the three northeastern provinces, so it was not surprising when Wan Feng saw that the shoe-making machine was produced by Shenyang.

"How much did you spend on this production line in the first place?"

Master Hong shook his head: "I don't know about this, where is the turn of the commune to invest." ”

Wan Feng looked at several machines on this production line, and estimated that he would get eighteen thousand.

With this production line, Wanfeng is ready to make some high-grade products, mainly to enter shopping malls in big cities.

The price of high-grade things is naturally higher, and the price temporarily set by Wan Feng in his heart is that the ex-factory price is about four yuan, and the retail price is five to six yuan.

Wan Feng copied the factory's phone number from the product nameplate and prepared to go to the brigade to call.

The team should press a phone, it's really inconvenient to have no phone.

But now it costs five or six thousand yuan to install a phone at his own expense, is Zhang Hai willing to spend this money?

It would be nice if the commune could give an an, this should encourage Zhang Hai to go to the commune to ask for it, maybe it will come.

"What are you kid thinking about?"

Wan Feng, who was in a trance, heard Zhang Hai's voice in his ears.

"Hehe, Uncle Zhang Hai, you said that we have two factories now, but we don't even have a phone, it's too inconvenient to contact a business or something, do you think the commune should give us a phone or something?"

Zhang Hai thought for a while and nodded: "It's really inconvenient, you can't always run to the brigade if you have something." ”

"I think you should ask Secretary Liang for a phone with a dead face, and now your task is to ask for a phone and try to install it for us before winter. ”

"Can you kid speak better, what do you mean by dead skin? We have an upright demand, I will go to the commune tomorrow to ask for it, and if Secretary Liang doesn't give it to me, I will go to his house for dinner." ”

Isn't this called a dead face?