I Had a Home In 1982

  Chapter 300 299. Clothing team starts work (please ask for another wave of tickets)

   In the beginning of autumn, the blue ocean flows and the sea of ​​flowers blooms.

  The sea breeze blows on the island and blows through the mountains and forests into a mountain wind, blowing the fragrance of flowers and making people feel comfortable.

  Wang Yi was studying the power grid when Ma Liupi came running.

   As soon as he came, he said: "If you don't accept the sky or the ground, just accept Teacher Wang's strength..."

   "Your mouth is full of jingles, do you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination?" Wang Yi pointed out and smiled, "Okay, save your jingle for sales, save your mouth on weekdays - didn't you go to the county today?"

  Ma Liu said, "I just came back from the city, I'll rest first."

   "The other few days are the tail end of the jellyfish fishing season. I'll stay here to help. After all, I'm also getting work points in the team now. It's time to help."

  Wang Yi asked: "What are you helping? Make three alum jellyfish?"

  Ma Liu nodded: "Yes, this time I went to the city to help the team to buy some alum for the team. There was not enough alum in the team. Dayi and I bought more than 50 pounds, just in case of an emergency."

  Wang Yi put away the blueprint and handed him a stool. After thinking about it, he said, "By the way, I promised to give you a good thing that time. Now I asked my classmates to buy it for me, and now I will give it to you."

   He took out an anti-wolf spray and handed it to Ma Liu.

  Ma Liu looked at it suspiciously and asked: "What is this? It's so delicate, and it's still written in foreign language? Goods from foreign devils?"

  Wang Yi said: "This is a self-defense tool. With this thing, you don't need lime powder. The lime powder is not easy to clean and it is not easy to use. It's still a good thing, and it's hard to guard against."

  Ma Liu asked curiously: "Just this small bottle? What can it spray? Poison?"

Wang Yi smiled and said: "It can spray chili water, it hurts people's eyes when it is sprayed, and it can't see anything, but it won't blind people's eyes - otherwise you can try it yourself. ."

  Ma Liuyi immediately became interested when he heard that the sprayer was so effective, and said, "Okay, just try it."

   He saw the small eyes on the sprayer and was about to press it against his own eyes.

  Wang Yi hurriedly stopped him: "Wait! Do you really want to try it yourself?"

  Ma Liu said, "How about you? Why don't you try it with Lao Huang?"

   He looked at the old yellow who was sticking out his tongue under the shade of the tree, ready to move.

  Wang Yi suddenly didn't want to stop him.

   He said to Ma Liu, "Don't spray it directly into your eyes, I told you that you will suffer, not an ordinary one."

   "In this way, you spray on the tree, get used to the spray distance and strength of this thing first, the pepper water will not disappear immediately after spraying it into a mist, then open your eyes and quickly go into the mist and shake your head..."

  Ma Liu thought it was a good idea.

   He chose the big locust tree as the target, and then pretended to walk over and bumped into the big locust tree and bounced back. After standing up, he quickly nodded and bowed:

   "I'm sorry big brother, little brother has bad eyes, you see that little brother has something wrong with his eyes."

  He probed towards the big locust tree.

  Old Huang, who was enjoying the coolness, closed his ears, tilted his head and looked at Ma Liu suspiciously: I'm afraid this is not a fool, right?

  Ma Liu probed forward, then suddenly waved his hand to extend the anti-wolf spray and pressed the spray button.

With a sound of   'chi', a mist of water sprayed out like a sharp arrow.

   just sprayed on the trunk, and also left some mist in the air.

  Ma Liu took a step forward, widened his eyes and shook his head.

   Then he panicked, stepped back and wiped his eyes: "I'm so, I'm so, my eyes are so hot, Mr. Wang, please help me, my eyes are so hot, I can't open them..."

  Old Huang quickly got up and ran: slipped away, he was so unlucky, I met a fool today.

  Wang Yi handed him a wet towel to cover his eyes.

  Ma Liu's eyes were only soaked with a little anti-wolf spray, and he wasn't directly shot, so he wasn't particularly guilty.

   wiped his eyes with a damp towel, and his feeling slowly began to improve.

But when he took off the wet towel, he would still shed tears unconsciously, so he had to cover the wet towel and asked, "Mr. Wang, isn't this chilli water too powerful? Can it really not blind people's eyes? How do I feel my eyes? If you're going to be blind, you won't be able to open it."

  Wang Yi comforted him: "Don't worry, you haven't been sprayed from the front, and the impact will not be great."

  Ma Liu sighed: "Yeah, I haven't been sprayed frontally yet, I just went in and blinked my eyes and got a little stained, and as a result, my eyes hurt like this, I feel like I'm going to be blind."

   "If this is sprayed on the front - even a tiger will be finished!"

  Wang Yi said: "The most powerful thing is that this thing is very rare in our country now. You can see the English above. It is something of the US imperialists. Specifically, it is used by the US imperial police to spray their ordinary people."

  Ma Liu said: "Really? The common people of the US Emperor are indeed living in dire straits. This thing sprays people's eyes and shouldn't make people useless?"

   He took off the towel and tried it.

   This will not be a big problem, it just feels hot but not very painful. Of course, I still shed tears.

  Ma Liu sniffed, wiped his tears and asked, "Mr. Wang, are my eyes very red?"

  Wang Yi said euphemistically: "It's not very red, just, it's very red, it's like being splashed with red paint."

  Wang Xianghong came over to Wang Yi to check on the installation of the generator. He stared at Ma Liu and said, "Hey, Liuzi, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying like this?"

  Ma Liu hurriedly wiped his eyes and said, "Secretary, I'm fine."

  Wang Xianghong gave Wang Yi a tentative look and asked, "Did you teach Liu Zi a sweet lesson in remembrance? Made him recall the oppression he suffered in the past?"

  Wang Yi said with a smile: "Yes, Liuzi recalled the hard days of wandering in the past, and he was also grateful for the good days when someone cared about, eating, drinking and sleeping after our production team settled down. He was moved and cried unbelievably."

  Ma Liu immediately burst into tears: "Zhishu, you don't know what I suffered in the past, especially from 1968 to 1975, I was able to survive because of my sweet mouth..."

  Wang Xianghong is serious and tough, but has a soft heart.

   He felt uncomfortable seeing Ma Liu's miserable posture, so he patted Ma Liu's shoulder to comfort him and said:

   "It's all in the past, don't feel bad, now I'm here with our production team, work hard, at least no one can bully you anymore!"

   Then Ma Liu entangled him, grabbed his hand and began to tell the injustice he had encountered before.

   The guy was aggrieved, and his tears were like a continuous stream of water, and it was like the Yellow River overflowing and out of control.

  Wang Yi smiled and continued to study his circuit network.

  Installing solar panels and connecting the motor and the battery is not difficult in his opinion, but it is not so easy to close the circuit of the generator to the circuit of the production team.

  It depends on professionals.

   I must find Lin Caring.

  Wang Yi asked Zhang Youxin to send a message to the Electricity Bureau of the commune when he was waiting for Zhang Youxin to deliver the letter in the afternoon.

  In the afternoon, the solar panels were installed and neatly arranged side by side on the roof - not to mention, the production team had an electrified atmosphere all at once.

  Wang Yi began to study hard how to connect to the grid by comparing the circuit diagram and the assembly manual.

  Fortunately, knowledge is enough.

   And this thing was designed to be used by ordinary people in the outer islands for 22 years. It is a fool's version, and it is not difficult.

Wang Dongyi and Wang Dongyang set up a telegraph pole from the library - when they were frying the telegraph pole in Shitai Ao, they made some more and stored it in the warehouse. This is the experience of the Electric Power Bureau, and the island will definitely need it from time to time. Erection of new utility poles.

  A telephone pole was erected in the school building, and a wire was led from the roof to Tingtao Residence. Then Wang Yi turned on the motor, and the red light on the battery came on, and after a few flashes, it turned yellow and started flashing again.

  Wang Xianghong quickly asked: "Mr. Wang, what does this mean?"

  Wang Yi said: "The machine is running, it is circulating the current, that is, the current enters the battery and is washing the internal battery plate..."

   These few people did not understand at all, and kept scratching their heads.

  Wang Yi had to say: "Anyway, there is no problem. Later, the yellow light will not jump, and it will become an evergreen yellow light."

   "Similar to that pedal generator?" Wang Dongxi asked with his arms crossed.

  Wang Yi said: "Yes, or the battery model is similar. The generator also has a battery, but the power storage capacity is much worse than this."

   The battery of the machine he wants is already at its maximum capacity, and a UPS needs to be used for a larger capacity.

   That stuff is expensive, but sooner or later you will have to use it.

   The generator he chose was a field-ready machine. The main engine itself had a plug. Wang Yi plugged it into a socket, and the transformer automatically adjusted the voltage. Then the big guy saw the red light on the socket turned on.

   This indicates the power-on available state.

  There were not many chargers in 1982, so Wang Yi couldn't just take out a charging plug and plug it into the socket like he did in 22 years to show them the usage of electrical appliances.

   But with the solar generator, he can buy a refrigerator or a TV and go to the island.

He has these two things in the space-time house. He has prepared several TV sets from the 1980s. They are all second-hand goods, but they are in good condition. They look like new TV sets. He will give one to Chen Gudang in the future. Gift.

  Chen Gu is now desperately saving money to buy a TV.

  Time passed slowly, and the sales team brought cold dishes and Liangpi shakes to the county.

   This business will not be better for a few days, a spring rain and a warm, autumn rain and a cold.

   Recently, the autumn tigers are still raging. After another month into September, the weather starts to get cold, and the night is no longer hot and humid. At that time, the cold skin and cold dishes will usher in the off-season.

   Therefore, communes and brigade enterprises need to have new industries to keep up.

  What industry?

  Wang Xianggao's side is ready to make a reclining chair, and a female worker who is good at needlework has been officially selected in the clothing store to make clothes.

  Shirts, suits, these things can be hot from autumn to spring.

  Wang Yi went to the ancestral hall in the afternoon after working on the generator.

Outside the ancestral hall, a group of old men pulled their faces and looked like bears born without love. Lord Shou Xing stopped talking about the past. He sat on his small bamboo chair and looked at the blue sky with a serious face, as if he was thinking about something important. matter.

  Wang Yi went and no one greeted him, the old people were pulling their faces.

   Then Wang Yi beckoned to the big confused behind him, the big confused left hand bag is also the right hand bag, in which the left hand bag is a set of teapots, cups and tea leaves.

Wang Yi went to take out the large porcelain teapot and put it down, and said, "Lord Shouxing, I brought you a large teapot from the city. Look, how big is this pot, and there are eight cups in it. In the future, when you talk about ancient times You can use this teapot to make tea."

"This is a box of Zen tea from the sea of ​​Buddha. How about you taste it? This Zen tea has Buddha nature and was planted by the masters in the temple. I heard that this tea has been bloomed, and it can drive away evil spirits and nourish refuge. Yin replenishes yang, can sweat and ward off cold, there are many benefits.”

  The old men widened their eyes when they saw this exquisite white porcelain teapot.

  Shou Xing Ye stopped looking at the sky, he looked at the teapot and then looked at the big box of tea leaves that Wang Yi put down.

  The tea box is beautiful.

   There is also a golden Buddha glowing on it!

  The old man is not stupid, he guessed the purpose of Wang Yi's gift, and said, "The old saying is good, if you don't have anything to be courteous, you can steal it if you are a traitor.

   "Don't worry, we are not old and confused, and we will not be a hindrance to our production team or our Lao Wang family."

Wang Yi felt relieved when he heard this, and then he picked up the teapot and tea and said, "Lord Shou Xing, look at what you said, really, you hurt people, a few grandpas and uncles, don't you? Lord Shou Xing said so. Isn't it hurtful?"

"Look at me when I went to Shanghai, I thought that you guys were thinking about the birthday, and I thought that the weather is going to be cold, the beginning of autumn, and the Mid-Autumn Festival will soon be here. It’s not comfortable to be outside in the sun.”

   "But to be able to drink a cup of hot tea, the mouth is fragrant and the body is warm, so it is comfortable."

   "So I specially bought a teapot and cup to honor you, and I also asked someone to buy Zen tea from Fohai for you to taste."

   "What's the result? In the end, Lord Shouxing said that to me, really, the old saying is good, a good word is warm in winter, and a bad word hurts in June!"

   He pointed to his heart and said to a few old people: "It's uncomfortable here, the weather is so hot, I'm here to get rid of the cold."

   "Then I'd better take the teapot and the tea leaves. I'll use it for the women in our clothes shop. They have to drink tea anyway."

   A group of old men made him dumbfounded.

  Some old man said subconsciously, "You really shouldn't say what you said, Lord Shou Xing. The children are filial to us and show filial piety - hey, hey, don't take it away, Lord Shou Xing is just making trouble with you."

   "Yes, Lord Shouxing is joking. He likes to joke. Don't take it away. What kind of tea do women drink? This is Zen tea. I'm not close to women."

   "Lord Shouxing, you speak, you speak."

   The old birthday star hurriedly said: "I'm just kidding with you, you kid, you said you took it seriously, this teapot is not bad, let me take a look at the tea, hey, it's really fragrant."

   He opened the tea bucket and smelled it, and the goatee on Le's chin trembled.

  Other old people came up to smell it, and then smiled happily: "It's really fragrant, this tea tastes so good."

   "Zen tea is very famous in Fohai. I drank it when I was a young man to sell fishing nets in Fohai, and it warmed my stomach."

  No one cares about who is in the ancestral hall anymore, their attention is all drawn to the teapot and tea leaves.

  The old people quickly unified their opinions and found the youngest old man to come home with a pot of water to make tea and drink tea today!

  Wang Yi entered the ancestral hall. The women were getting familiar with sewing machines. A dozen women watched the five sewing machines in a novel way.

  Huang Xiaohua was also inside. She saw Wang Yi and asked with a smile, "Mr. Wang, what did you tell Shou Xing Ye and the others just now? Do they still want us to stay here?"

  Wang Yi waved his hand: "No, they are happy to let you work here now."

   "Come on, sisters-in-law and aunties, listen to me, our company has a sales team, and now you form a clothing team."

   "The secretary has already said that you are the most popular girls in our team..."

   "What is female red?" Huang Xiaohua asked.

  Sun Aiping said: "It is female red who sew and mend."

  Wang Yi said: "It's about the same. Anyway, you guys are the best at sewing and mending, and some of you can use sewing machines. From now on, let's make clothes together."

  Sun Aiping asked worriedly: "But Mr. Wang, we haven't learned how to make clothes. Can we make good clothes like those in the garment factory? Are they all made by machines?"

  Wang Yi smiled and said, "Auntie, you don't understand. Good clothes are always made by hand, and machines can also make clothes, but the quality and comfort are definitely not as good as handmade clothes!"

   A girl named Jinhua nodded and said, "Yes, I read in the People's Pictorial that the best clothes abroad are hand-sewn by well-known tailors, but they are not called tailors, they are called dressmakers."

  Wang Yi said: "Yes, it's definitely not good for you to suddenly make shirts and suits now, it's definitely not good-looking, I know that."

   "But practice makes perfect. After you make one hundred and two hundred pieces of clothes, you will feel relaxed and simple when you make shirts and suits. If you don't believe me, try it."

   He did a job mobilization, and the women gradually gained confidence and prepared to learn to make shirts and suits as students in class.

  Wang Yi waved his hand and said, "You have to stutter the rice and walk step by step, so don't be impatient, we don't just make shirts and suits, let's make fake collars first!"

   "Make fake collars? I will do this." Huang Xiaohua said positively.

   Several women nodded: "I will do it too."

  The fake collar is the darling of the times, but when the times pass, it will change from a darling to an abandoned child.

Fake collars are popular now. It is difficult to explain this thing clearly in one sentence. It is actually a real collar, but it is not just a collar. .

   For men, the most common is the false collar of a shirt, which is a part of a shirt, with a collar and surrounding parts, but no sleeves and the like.

  According to rumors that fake collars were invented by people in Shanghai, Comrade Lu Xun said, 'Face is the spiritual program of the Chinese people'.

  Shanghai is where people really talk about face. Since the last ten years, young people can’t justify without a shirt.

  Especially when the weather is cold, you need to wear a sweater. The sweater must be matched with a shirt. If you don’t have a shirt and only wear a sweater, you will have no collar. This kind of dress is called ‘monk collar’.

   Counting back a few years, if a **** man dressed like this in seven years, he would soon get a nickname:

  The surnamed Sun is called Monk Sun, the surnamed Chen is called Monk Chen, and if the surname is Zhu—it’s good luck for you, and the nickname will be Zhu Yuanzhang.

  The women in the fake collar production team are excited. They all made fake collars for themselves and the men in the family.

  Because the cloth used to make fake collars is called scrap cloth, which is the leftover leftovers after the cloth is cut, this thing is cheap without a cloth ticket, and is very popular with farmers.

  Wang Yi said: "Let's start with fake collars, and then take them to the county and city for sale."

  Sun Aiping asked: "Mr. Wang, everyone in the city has fake collars, who would buy these things?"

Wang Yi explained: "I don't want you to make fake collars to make money, what is this for? It's to use the sewing machine skillfully, but the fake collars we make can't be wasted. Take them to the city and sell them cheaply, how much you can earn. ."

   "But before you make fake collars, there is a simpler piece of clothing for you to make, and that is T-shirts."

  Wang Yi beckoned to Dazhu, who put the big snakeskin bag in his right hand on the table and opened it.

  The inside is full of sheets of polyester and cotton.

  The reason why we use Zhang as a unit is because these polyester fabrics and cotton fabrics have been cut, which are two pieces of T-shirts, and they are sewn together to make a complete T-shirt.

  This is a semi-finished product made by Wang Yituo and Qiu Danian's parents for him, specially for the employees of the clothing team to practice their hands.

   Including shirts and suits, he also started from semi-finished products, so that women first learn to use semi-finished products to make finished products, and finally make cloth into clothes.

   This kind of clothes is definitely not very good in shape, but what kind of bicycles do ordinary people in 1982 want?

   Now, it is no exaggeration to say that a pair of shoes sold in the supply and marketing agency, one size 40 and one size 42, as long as they negotiate the price, they will be snatched away immediately!

   is too short of supplies.

  Wang Yi distributed the T-shirt pieces to the employees and asked them to combine the two pieces into one, and then everyone understood what Wang Yi meant.

   It was a simple job for them to sew two pieces of cloth together to make a piece of clothing, and they immediately started to work.

   There are five sewing machines in total, and there are fourteen women selected by Wang Xianghong. In this way, Wang Yi asked everyone to take turns using the sewing machines.

   Huang Xiaohua's family is poor and does not have a sewing machine, but her parents' brothers and daughters-in-law have them.

  Sometimes she would have the cheek to borrow a sewing machine to sew a piece of clothing. Her brothers and daughters-in-law were unwilling to lend it to her, so they excused herself that she had no time to use it.

   As a result, her mother knew how to use it, and she was taught by three and two teachers. Later, she used a relative’s sewing machine to sew clothes by herself, including using a urea bag to change her daughter’s urea pants. It was all her own craftsmanship.

Huang Xiaohua's technique of using a sewing machine is considered good in the team. She lightly stepped on the pedals to work, and with the sound of 'da da da', the T-shirt was stitched with fine needle holes and densely sewed. 's pins.

  The two women onlookers couldn't help but praised after seeing it: "The sewing machine is really a good thing, this machine is too good, look at how fine and neat the stitches are."

  Huang Xiaohua smiled and said, "And the speed is fast."

   She first ran the T-shirt on both sides, and then the half sleeve position. She read it a few times and then she knew it. The sound of 'da da da' sounded, and a T-shirt was formed.

  Wang Yi put it on and tried it on, it's pretty good.

   He nodded with satisfaction and said, "Sister-in-law Xiaohua, please pass on your experience to your colleagues. Just come here, everyone will do it as soon as possible, and I will take it to the sales department to sell it."

   "Is this going to be sold in our team?" Sun Aiping asked while busy.

  Wang Yi said: "Yes, in the team, the cost price of the fabric plus one yuan for the sewing box manual fee, and different fabrics are sold for three to five yuan a piece."

  The women laughed when they heard this: "Are our crafts worth a dollar?"

  Wang Yi said: "When you make suits in the future, your craftsmanship will be worth 20 yuan! If you make a suit, you will earn 20 yuan for the production team!"

  Women lifted their spirits.

   They talked a lot: "I don't know how many suits we can make a day..."

   "How many? It's amazing to be able to make one piece a day. You can earn 20 yuan for one suit, and 600 yuan for 30 pieces a month!"

   "Hey, we old ladies can make 600 yuan a month for the team? That much?"

  The atmosphere suddenly became hot.

  Huang Xiaohua suddenly raised her head and said, "Then why do we have to make suits? You think this T-shirt earns a dollar a piece. We can sew a hundred pieces a day, right?"

  The women looked at each other, yes, that's what happened!

  Wang Yi said: "It's not the same, the sales of T-shirts are limited. This thing is not something that can be sold for many years."

   "And the business won't be particularly hot when it sells. This kind of T-shirt is actually a singlet, right? Every household will make their own undershirt, and it can't sell a lot."

   "But shirts, especially suits, are different. Neither city nor country people know how to make suits. Once the clothes are sent to the market, they will definitely sell well, and if they are sent to the city, they will definitely be snapped up by the city people!"

   "Just think about it. In the future, the cadres, workers, and teachers in the city will all wear the suits made by you anyway. Can this be the same?"

  The women thought about it for a while, and suddenly laughed.

   It would be too much of a face then.

   When I go shopping with my relatives in the city, I see someone wearing a suit pointing at me and saying, "This is what I did", how proud it is!

  We have never shown such a face in our life!

  Huang Xiaohua said, "I will make a suit for my man by ripping a piece of cloth and let him wear a suit to visit relatives for the New Year. Haha, that would be interesting--Mud Legs put on a suit?"

   She smiled embarrassedly as she spoke.

  Wang Yi said: "What's wrong with Mud Legs wearing a suit? At that time, let my captain brother put on leather shoes and a tie. This is the standard clothing for men in our production team for New Years and festivals."

   "Let's have a New Year's holiday look, let the other production teams take a good look at how we live!"

  The women laughed: "Okay."

Wang Yi said: "Not only men have suits to wear, but you women also have women's suits and cotton skirts. When you go to visit relatives, you will also wear suits and cotton skirts with a pair of high-heeled leather shoes - the people in our production team just want to live their lives. It looks different!"

  Golden Flower asked: "Mr. Wang, is it true or false?"

  Wang Yi said: "This is still fake? Do you still believe my words?"

  Huang Xiaohua said immediately: "I don't believe anyone's words, just believe what Teacher Wang said!"

"Mr. Wang is the most powerful, don't you know that last month my family's neighbor's army had an operation in the county hospital. Originally, the doctor ignored us. When Teacher Wang goes, mother, what kind of head nurse does the doctor have? Yes, the head nurse, and their director, you have to shake hands with Teacher Wang."

   "That's it," she went to imitate the doctor and stretched out her hand politely, "I'm not bragging, it's true, they all greet Teacher Wang like this."

  The old man who was watching the lively outside the window was shocked when he heard it: "Really? Teacher Wang's reputation is good in the county hospital?"

   "Good job, the county hospital also has the health clinic in the city," Huang Xiaohua said immediately, "Mr. Wang went over there, and the doctors at the back clinics come to us every day, very polite!"

  Wang Yi quickly said, "That's high quality!"

   "Mr. Wang is of high quality." Huang Xiaohua said firmly.

  Wang Yi said with a wry smile: "Forget it, let me tell the truth. In fact, they are polite to me, not me, but Teacher Xiaoqiu and her grandfather."

  Huang Xiaohua said: "Mr. Wang, you are going to marry Mr. Xiaoqiu. Isn't Mrs. Xiaoqiu's grandfather your grandfather? Or you are awesome."

   "Mr. Wang is really awesome." The women exclaimed.

  Wang Yi had no choice but to wave his hand: "Forget it, let's continue to work. Today, we will make these 100 sets of T-shirts first. I brought back a total of 500 sets of these T-shirts this time."

"If you make 500 sets of T-shirts, you will be skilled at sewing machines. At that time, you will start to make fake collars, and I will bring back the fabric heads of the fake collars. When you are familiar with making fake collars, we will start using fabrics ourselves. Learn to make T-shirts."

   "Don't you make suits?" Sun Aiping asked.

  Wang Yi said: "It's very difficult to make a suit. You have to learn to cut fabrics to make T-shirts, shirts, and then suits."

  The women were busy, he saw that he had nothing to do and went to Wang Xianghong with a T-shirt.

  Wang Xianghong was about to sail a boat to catch jellyfish, and Wang Yi handed him the T-shirt and said, "Secretary, put on this dress. It's made of polyester. It's comfortable to wear."

  T-shirt is chiffon, which is a chemical fiber fabric, polyester fiber cloth, which is called chemical polyester cloth in this era.

  The chiffon fabric is very silky and is commonly used in women's dresses and pajamas, or in summer women like to wear T-shirts made of this fabric, often printed with large flowers to suit the aesthetics of middle-aged and elderly women.

   There is no such fabric in the outer islands these days. Wang Xianghong reached out and touched it and praised: "Good fabric, this guy has a lot of money."

  Wang Yi said, "It's a bit more expensive than the real one. It's not too much. A finished T-shirt like this costs 4 yuan a piece. Do you want to buy one?"

  Wang Xianghong hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll buy one for Dongfang and Xiufang. I wear this, it's not necessary."

Wang Yi smiled and said, "It's so hot, when you go out to sea to catch jellyfish and wear those cotton clothes, it will stick to your body wet, and your skin hurts if you don't wear it, so you should wear one. You have to be kind to yourself, secretary. What's the deal with buying a singlet?"

   "That is, how many years have you not bought new clothes?" Wang Zhenji reached out and touched the clothes from the side, followed by admiring, "Good fabric."

  Wang Xianghong pinched his nose and said, "That's right, this dress is very good and comfortable to wear--wait, is this made by our garment shop?"

After reacting, he swears on the spot: "I mean, can't you? Those girls will make their own undershirts so soon? No, they all make undershirts, I'm talking about this undershirt, you look at the style, this needle eye... "

  Other people on the pier greatly agreed with this statement: "This clothes looks like the goods from the factory!"

Wang Yi said: "I bought semi-finished products from the Hudu Cotton Textile Factory, which are pieces of cloth. In short, the factory uses a machine to press the pieces of cloth into two pieces of cloth, and the two pieces of cloth are then run with a sewing machine. It's just a sweater."

   "I bought the semi-finished product, and then our clothing team sewed it by ourselves, and made this kind of undershirt, which has less labor cost than the clothes in the city, so it is much cheaper."

  Wang Dongfang, who was about to go out to sea, asked, "Why don't people in the city buy semi-finished fabrics and sew them at home? Do they have sewing machines in every household?"

  Wang Yi said indifferently: "Because they can't buy semi-finished products, because cotton mills won't just sell semi-finished products to the market."

   Hearing this, the people on the pier were in awe of him.

   Mr. Wang's methods are superb and the relationship is tough!

   (end of this chapter)