Chapter 310: Fooling the Meat Ticket
When the car arrived at Xiao Dexiang's house, it was still ten minutes away, Xiao Dexiang was about to go to work, and when he looked up, he saw Wan Feng coming in a donkey cart.
"The frames are here, and the two peeling machines have been successfully experimented, which is very easy to use. ”
Xiao Dexiang said that it is not good to use, Wan Feng must experiment in person, if it is not good, it will be troublesome to pull it back.
The motor used in the peeling machine is an ordinary two-phase motor of 1.5, and the household power supply can be used.
Xiao Dexiang turned a basket of budding rice with skin, and Wan Feng experimented with the machine.
The experiment was very successful, with almost no blockage occurring.
"How much does this kind of machine cost if it is mass-produced?" After loading the machine and frame into the car, Wan Feng asked after settling the payment to Xiao Dexiang.
Xiao Dexiang calculated: "If it is a single-rod entry type, the cost is about 70 yuan, and the cost of the motor here accounts for a large part, and the cost of the multi-rod type is about 110 yuan." ”
The so-called single-rod entry type means that the inlet can only enter one ear of bud rice, which requires a special person to enter the machine one by one.
The multi-stick type means that the machine is relatively large, and the inlet can enter the multi-spike bud rice at the same time, even if it is poured up with a basket.
Xiao Dexiang made one of these two machines, and Wan Feng gave him a few hundred yuan in the early days to do experiments.
Of course, Wan Feng didn't treat them badly, and gave them a hundred yuan for manual fees.
He asked Zhang Hai for 1,000 yuan, and there were only 400 left.
Wan Feng remembers that after a year or five years, this kind of machine was sold for 400 yuan for a single rod machine for families, and 700 to 1,200 yuan for a larger one.
This price will definitely not work now, not to mention that families and some production teams may not necessarily buy it.
But there should still be a market for selling for more than 100 yuan.
Next year, if Wahou opens an industry, the peeler and thresher will be the first batch of products of Wahou industry.
Luan Changchang used ropes to fix the machines and the frames, and the donkey cart was a little smaller and full.
The main task is completed, and the next thing is to solve the problem of the uncle's gluttony.
It will be August 15 the day after tomorrow, and if you buy meat today, you can go back to Wanfeng I didn't think about it, it would be good to be able to buy it.
But it's broken, Wan Feng believes that his uncle will swallow it too.
If you don't buy it today, maybe tomorrow the supply and marketing cooperatives will have a holiday, and these state-owned collective units are not used to your faults, regardless of whether you are a holiday or not, you should still have a holiday.
There is no bit of business spirit.
At that time, there were no butchers on the street, and the pigs raised by rural families were all task pigs, and only the pigs raised by the team would kill a few heads during the New Year, but that was enough to do.
As far as Wan Feng knows, it seems that the Wahou team has no plan to kill the pigs and divide the meat on August 15, so they can only buy it themselves.
But to buy meat, you have to have a meat ticket, Wan Feng didn't even have a shadow of a meat ticket, what to buy?
Wan Feng regretted a little why he didn't go to the black market in the morning to buy some meat tickets and buy them back in the market.
The meat group of the supply and marketing cooperatives killed two pigs at once today, and those who had meat tickets had a sense of superiority on their faces, and they seemed to have a few big words written on their faces: You see I bought meat.
The price of meat is seven cents and five, and pork ribs are eight cents and five, not to mention that not many people can afford to consume this price.
Wan Feng was very disappointed after learning that he couldn't buy meat without a meat ticket, and he wanted to ask if they would throw the meat into the ditch if they couldn't sell it, and if they threw it into the ditch, he planned to go to the ditch and wait for it to be picked up.
Obviously, this possibility does not exist, and if you want to buy meat, you have to get a meat ticket.
Wan Feng thought about it and ran to Yan Shufang's sewing group.
Wan Feng didn't come for a day, and when the people in the sewing group saw that the pistachios were coming, they brushed the ground and surrounded them to rub the oil.
Especially the woman who is going to get married after the autumn, what is her name?
This goods surrounded Wan Feng like a cat in estrus, as if he had seen a rich man.
In the past, Wan Feng would buy some delicious food for them every time he came, and this product was the most enjoyable to grab.
It's a pity that there is nothing today, Wan Feng is here to find food instead.
"Meat tickets? We each gave three catties of meat tickets, and I haven't decided whether to buy them or not. ”
The supply and marketing cooperatives actually have three catties of meat tickets per person? This is too corrupt!
"I said Sister Yao..."
"My surname is Liang. The woman who wants to get married hurriedly declares that she will become Sister Yao if she is called by this product a few more times, which is unbearable.
"Sister Liang, from the perspective of health, it is very bad for a woman to eat too much meat, especially pork. Pork fat content and calorie content is very high, as well as high blood lipids and high blood sugar or something, eating too much will not only increase your own fat but also induce diabetes, prostatitis, the most important point will affect pregnancy, especially if you want to get married, it is not advisable to eat more, for your health I recommend selling me your meat ticket, I have these diseases for you. ”
"You little bastard has come to fool me again, is this how Luan Feng was fooled by you?"
"What I'm saying is true, I don't believe you eat two catties of pork every day to try, it won't take three months, if you don't get married, your belly will be like a pregnant woman. ”
I don't know if the belly will be like a pregnant woman surnamed Liang, but it is certain that you have to eat poor.
"Fuck off, don't you just want my meat ticket? I can give you two pounds, and I have to keep one pound. ”
"Really, then when you get married, I'll give you a five-dollar gift. ”
"You're fooling me again. ”
"You can always believe the two-dollar gift. ”
When the gift was all one dollar, Wan Feng was a big gift with two dollars.
So Wan Feng got two catties of meat tickets.
This flicker was successful, Wan Feng went to flicker the second one, sewing the other three people except Yan Shufang, Wan Feng flickered all the way over, and finally flickered to the six catties of meat tickets in his hand.
In fact, they are reluctant to spend money to buy it, and three catties of meat is as good as two dollars and five, which is not a small amount of money.
Yan Shufang is Luan Feng's master, and Wan Feng is embarrassed to fool.
"On August 15, my Lao Guo also divided two catties of meat tickets, our family is enough, I will give you these three catties of meat tickets. ”
Wan Feng didn't plan to fool Yan Shufang, but Yan Shufang gave a big surprise.
Wan Feng pinched a pile of meat tickets in his hand and came to the meat market to line up proudly.
"Nine pounds of pork ribs!"
If you have a meat ticket, buy the best.
"The ribs are gone. ”
The paralyzed ones were kept by these meat sellers again, and Wan Feng would definitely not believe it if he said that he had sold out.
It's a pity that he doesn't know these guys with the meat group.
"Then buy the tenderloin. ”
"The tenderloin is gone. ”
Helpless, Wan Feng could only buy nine catties of meat on the back sheath, and the old man who sold meat wanted to give him fat was resolutely stopped by him.
Lao Tzu finally got some meat tickets, you actually want to sell me fat fat, when Lao Tzu has never eaten pork!
Nine catties of meat are divided into two, one is five catties and one is four catties, which is still wrapped in wrapping paper and tied with straw paper rope.
Luan Changchang was waiting for Wan Feng at the head of the village along the river, and when he saw Wan Feng coming back, he flicked his whip and returned.