Back To Eighty Chapter 142

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This is in the wilderness, and no one will come if you scream.

The two were stunned, suddenly realizing how stupid they were.

It's true that Lu Huai'an's previous attitude was too deceptive, they actually believed that he was not angry at all, and that he would not hold any grudges at all!

The two climbed out of the car with both hands and feet, stood stunned for a second in the face of the sun, and then reacted: "No, where is this! How do we go back? Take us to the road anyway!"

Lu Huai'an laughed and lit a cigarette leisurely: "It's funny, why didn't you say hello in advance when you hurt me?"

Repaying grievances with virtue?

Fuck him, he can hold revenge.

Lu Huai'an raised his eyebrows and let out a smoke ring: "Go."

The sound of the tractor rumbled, and black smoke burst out, smearing the faces of the two of them.

After subconsciously chasing two steps, he couldn't even see the tail of the car.

"This, what's the deal with this?"

The other wiped his sweat and looked blank: "Where are we?"

This is really not a village before, and a store after.

The two looked at each other and yelled at Lu Huai'an for being unconscionable.

After scolding for a while, the two shut up.

Not because of anger, but because of dry mouth.

Save your strength and go back!

Shen Maoshi was a little flustered, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Brother An! It's okay!"

"It's okay." Lu Huai'an raised his eyebrows, "There are ruts on the ground, as long as their brains don't rust, they can come out."

Death is not dead, and it is not too far from the city.

But the sun is so big, it must be hard to eat.

Lu Huai'an and the others didn't stop, and went straight back to Lankeng Village.

The sacks removed from the car had already been moved into the house, and Gong Lan and the others were taking everything out.

Seeing them coming back, Gong Hao got up: "How is it?"

"It's alright." Lu Huai'an took a look, and the fabric was all right: "Is everything alright?"

Speaking of this, Gong Hao couldn't help but glanced at Lu Huaian in admiration.

Thanks to his advance notice, the cellar and the contents of the house have all been moved.

All the fabrics were put in Lao Zhu's house. He had a lot of family members and rented a lot of houses.

The machine was wrapped in tarpaulin and placed in the cellar. The hole was camouflaged, and no one saw it at all.

"It's all wrapped tightly, and there's no smell after just taking it out."

Lu Huai'an was very satisfied. This kind of speed was exactly what he needed: "Okay, Gong Lan, you guys can sort it out here. Let's go and bring Uncle Qian back."

This time, they drove the tractor, rumbled over and over.

After confirming again and again, Uncle Qian didn't let out a sigh of relief until he got out of the car: "It's true that no one is following."

Lu Huai'an smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Of course, their goal has shifted."

After eating such a boring loss, Director He was half-dead with anger.

But the reason is that Guan Shishu was the one who ate their two sewing machines.

"Let them eat dogs! I just want to make money." Lu Huai'an followed and moved things down: "Hurry up, it's going to rain again today."

Sultry.

A large piece of land was specially vacated in the house, and the sacks were moved down and placed on the ground one by one.

Uncle Qian grinned, quite proud: "We have been delayed for so long this time, and Lao Zhang didn't dare to let it go, so he kept it for us."

As soon as the bag is opened, the shiny machine shines.

The paint on the top is all new and shiny.

"Yo, this is a good thing." Gong Hao touched it and couldn't put it down: "This machine must be good to use."

Gong Lan and Cai Qin, who had been waiting for a while, looked at each other and smiled, "We'll see if we try."

The cut fabrics are all ready-made, just bring an empty base and install the lead wire and you can use it.

It's very light to step on and doesn't require much effort.

The lines are evenly routed without skipping stitches.

Lu Huai'an stared at it for a while, then suddenly said, "Try changing the thick cloth."

Thick cloth?

Gong Lan thought for a while, then casually pulled at the oilcloth they wrapped the sewing machine: "This is the thickest one."

"Well, try stepping on it." Lu Huai'an stared at the needle, his eyes fixed: "I think the needle is so long this time, it should be able to step on thick cloth."

Is this possible?

The scissors did not cut very much, and the cutting was quite laborious.

Gong Lan didn't want to do anything else, so she just cut a trouser shape.

"It won't break, it's too thick..."

One piece is already very thick, let alone two thick cloths stacked on top of each other.

Unexpectedly, when she stepped on the sewing machine, the needle ran quickly.

In front of this sewing machine, the oilcloth was as light and effortless as the yarn they stepped on, and it was soon finished.

"The speed is a bit slower than our previous ones, but it's really very tight." Gong Lan stretched out the finished trousers and pulled them hard: "Look."

Lu Huaian took it and looked at it carefully.

After turning it over, the lines inside are completely invisible.

He narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully, "This is fine."

"What are you trying to do?" Uncle Qian knew there was a show at first glance, and said happily: "These pants are pretty good, waterproof, and I'll make two for me later, I'll wear them when it rains."

Lu Huai'an smiled and returned the pants: "The tarpaulin is not cheap. It doesn't matter if you make some for yourself, it's not worth it to sell it."

After all, tarpaulins are not good-looking, rich people will not buy them, and poor people have no money to buy them.

It doesn't necessarily mean it can't be sold.

"Then you mean..."

Lu Huai'an twisted the tarpaulin with his fingers and pondered: "You said, the students' money is hard to earn."

student?

Thinking of Zhou Lecheng, Uncle Qian was delighted: "That must be a lot of money, a bunch of silly boys."

Those who are willing to send their children to study, and do not stay at home to work, must all have good family conditions, and it depends on the children.

"Well, I think so too." Remembering that when he sold chestnuts, the first income came from students, Lu Huaian smiled: "Bring in some tarpaulins, let's make some schoolbags to sell."

Expand the scope of business, do not stare at the two-thirds of the two acres of land.

bag? Uncle Qian frowned: "What kind of bag do you want for the book, or just get a cloth bag and mention it."

On the other hand, Gong Lan's eyes lit up: "I did it for Shengyuan before, but I made it out of cloth, and the straps are long enough to be worn on the shoulders. It is more sturdy than ordinary cloth bags."

The child's hand strength is not enough, he needs to bring some food and water, he can't carry the heavy bag.

She made one herself, and the students went back and clamored for the same cloth bag as Katsumoto.

Lu Huai'an smiled and nodded, "Yes, that's about it."

He picked up the pen and drew a rough outline on the paper: "This is the kind of shoulder bag. The strap is a little longer and wider. The key is that the strap must be sturdy."

Now if I really want to make schoolbags, a child is basically this one for three to five years. We must be strong and give them value for money.

"If you have a backpack, you can make it bigger and hold more things."

For example, Shen Ruyun, once there are too many books, a cloth bag is not enough to carry, if there is a backpack, it will definitely be a lot easier.

Gong Lan knew it at one point, and her eyes lit up: "This is pretty good, eh, I'll make one for Sheng Yuan later."

"Well, you can keep one for me as well." Lu Huaian calmly followed his own interests: "I'll send it to Ruyun."

This matter came to an end for the time being, and a few people continued to dismantle the things behind.

After entering eight sewing machines at one time, Uncle Qian and Sun Hua were so desperate, they didn't dare to close their eyes, and they were vigilant throughout the process.

"It's just a bad pedestal. It's not easy to buy it outside. I'll use it first. I'll look for someone to pay attention." Uncle Qian yawned, suddenly remembered something, and handed Lu Huaian a piece of paper: "By the way, Huai'an, Old Zhang Fei said that he had something important to discuss with you, but he refused to tell me what the matter was, he just told you to call him."

The supply and marketing cooperative has a telephone, you can call if you need it.

But it's very expensive, and it's calculated by the minute.

Lu Huai'an took it over and couldn't help but make a joke: "Fortunately, I made some money recently, otherwise I wouldn't be able to make this call."

The biggest gain for Uncle Qian and the others this time was these sewing machines, and other odds and ends, such as watches, etc., he just thought of taking the money and bought them.

It's a pity that Lu Huaian had not heard about the machines of the textile factory that Lu Huaian had instructed.

"By the way, there is also this TV." Uncle Qian laughed so hard that his mouth could not close, he carefully moved it out: "I wrapped a lot of layers outside, for fear of breaking it."

He laughed and said that at that time, Lao Zhang refused to let it out, and he **** it savagely: "It's easy for him to buy things anyway. It's not easy for us to buy a TV, isn't it?"

It's not the kind of small nine-inch TVs in general shopping malls.

Uncle Qian pointed proudly: "Look! Twelve inches! Big guy!"

"...It's so big!"

"It looks better than the ones in the mall."

Putting it together with the other two 9-inch small TVs, the 12-inch TVs are indeed larger and more upscale.

Gong Hao hesitated: "But, there are still no twelve-inch ones in the city. If they were to be sold, would it be too conspicuous."

Lu Huai'an snorted, looking at the expectations in everyone's eyes, and waved: "This TV is not for sale!"

Not for sale! ?

Sun Hua's eyes lit up: "What do you mean?"

"Keep it, let's see for ourselves!" Although Lu Huai'an didn't think it was anything at all, twelve inches, hehe, he had seen sixty or seventy inches.

Even Shen Maoshi had a smirk on his face.

It is rare to have entertainment these days. In the past, there was a movie in the village and sometimes in Hetang. They would be pointed at what they did in the village.

To set up a TV, it is estimated that the whole village will be a sensation.

Lu Huai'an is still the old saying: "Just don't let the outside world know. If someone asks, just say it's nine inches."

Now that they have just been checked, basically no one will stare at them.

These are for them to toss, and Gong Lan also arranges the sewing machine.

The new machine is used by the old hands first, and the new recruits learn from the old machine.

After lunch, Lu Huai'an went back to the city~www.mtlnovel.com~ When it was dark and the supply and marketing agency was empty, he walked over: "Comrade, I'll make a call."

"What's your name, comrade?" The girl with two braids gave him an irritated look, and she blushed and raised her hair behind her ears: "It's not that we don't know each other."

When I looked at her, I really didn't know her.

Lu Huaian was a little puzzled: "Who are you?"

"...You!" The girl was unhappy, snorted, unlocked the phone and handed it to him: "Call! There's a price here, and you'll be charged by the minute."

Lu Huai'an snorted, she wouldn't ask him if she didn't say anything, the business was important.

Anyway, I don't have an impression, and it's definitely not someone who has a close relationship.

The phone rang several times before being picked up.

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