Chapter 82: The Father-in-Law is Blocked from the Spring [Third Update]

After working for an afternoon, 2200 pieces of cloth were shipped away, and the warehouse was suddenly empty, with only less than 800 pieces of cloth left.

There seems to be a lot more.

But once the garment factories opened after the New Year and sewing machines started in every household, the fabrics would not be consumed for long.

To make a piece of clothing, based on 1m5 of cloth, one piece of cloth can only make 20 pieces of clothing at most.

Including pants, only a dozen sets can be made.

A skilled garment worker, even if using an old-fashioned foot-operated sewing machine, can sew at least 20 to 30 pieces of clothing a day from morning to night.

Quick hands and feet.

With the elderly and children at home helping to flip the covers and cut the threads, it is not impossible to sew forty or fifty pieces a day.

This is still winter clothing.

To change into summer clothes, I would probably have to sew even more simple shorts and shorts.

In other words, one piece of cloth is not enough for a garment worker to consume in a day.

Lu Yang's plan is to be able to distribute at least thirty or forty garment-making points after the factory opens. In other words, he needs to train at least thirty or forty skilled female garment workers under him in a short period of time.

This is how we can achieve scale.

Making clothes is not a technical job.

There is no threshold.

It is also easier to imitate.

In this day and age, there are too many people who are jealous of you when they see you making money.

If you join the game at this time.

It's simply too easy.

With only a few thousand dollars of capital, a cutting board and a sewing machine at home, you can set up a small family workshop, and then slowly expand the scale of production. By then, it will be an era of chaos.

The competition is fierce.

It may be beyond your imagination.

Therefore, the only way is to seize the initiative at the very beginning and take advantage of scale, so as to avoid being easily overtaken in the subsequent chaos and being defeated by copycats.

In front of the warehouse.

Lu Yang clapped his hands and said, "Okay, there is only one last trip left. After this trip, everyone go back and have a good rest. Let's have a family gathering tomorrow to celebrate. I will buy the food myself. The address of the gathering is in Ping'an's kitchen. He is also the chef. Also, we have agreed that everyone must bring at least one family member."

The last time I came back from the city, I said I wanted to get together.

I've been busy these days and haven't had time to get together.

Yesterday I listened to Lao Wei’s gossip about his eldest daughter and Ping An.

Lu Yang made up his mind.

An internal family gathering with family members is imperative.

It just so happens that the party is over and we have a day off, but I have to go to the city again the day after tomorrow.

Picking up Yin Mingzhu is a trivial matter.

By the way.

Letting his wife meet his younger sister Meng Xiaotian, and also going to the cotton textile factory again to visit Deputy Director Nie and buy another batch of cloth are the important things.

Before departure.

Lu Yang specifically looked for Gong Pingan again.

He knocked on the glass and said, "Remember to invite your brother-in-law to tomorrow's party and ask him to bring his family. Also, there's Old Wei. I heard that his eldest daughter is back. She's a top student. I have to get to know her."

Gong Ping'an had a blank expression on his face.

The more he listened, the gloomier his expression became, but people who knew him well could still tell that he was a little panicked.

Do you grip the steering wheel so hard?

Veins popped out.

Lu Yang glanced at him, then chuckled, but before he could finish his words.

chug..

A certain sullen-faced kid stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, causing him to suffer a lot of setbacks.

Lu Yang was not angry either, and waved his hand from behind the car: "Remember, inform your uncle Wei and your brother-in-law."

The more Gong Ping'an acted like this, the bigger the reaction.

The more curious Lu Yang became.

Could it be that Lao Wei’s daughter has a devil’s face?
Too ugly. Make this kid feel so guilty?

Or is it as fat as a sow?
ignore him.

Anyway, we'll know the outcome tomorrow.

Lu Yang saw the convoy off and decided not to go on this trip himself. Anyway, all the necessary procedures had been completed in the morning.

Also.

There is one thing worth mentioning.

In this era, there are no so-called driving schools. Private car purchases have been liberalized, but the supporting facilities have not yet been fully established.

No driver's license is required.

However, you need to have an organization. Without an organization, you cannot get a driver's license.

Lu Yang didn’t have any better solution either.

At this time, we need to use a term from another era: affiliation.

From the 80s to the early 90s, before driving schools appeared on a large scale in China, the fastest way to buy a car, get on the road and get a driver's license was to try to choose an affiliated company.

Pay some money.

Become a non-staff member and a nominal driver under the unit.

Gong Pingan, Da Jun, and his eldest cousin are currently in this situation.

driver license.

It is temporarily affiliated.

This is all thanks to the 200-pound fat man Zhao Rong.

Besides, the trucks were originally bought from their state-owned coal mine. Otherwise, even if you pay the money but don’t have any connections, communication or arrangements, no one will pay any attention to you.

Don't say you didn't check at this time.

It will be even worse if it is discovered at this time, as your vehicle will be directly confiscated.

after dinner.

Before going to bed, Lu Yang found his father-in-law again.

"I have no money."

"I'm not asking you for money."

"I said I have no money, and it's no use for you to lie to me. You've almost drained all my family's wealth."

"But I heard that the furniture factory has been doing very well recently. My fellow apprentices have been working overtime a lot recently. Is it because of the work I did for your drawings? Oh, by the way, your old tractor is busy delivering goods. I think it's about to smoke. You have to give it a rest, or it will break down someday."

"You kid, you're actually asking about the factory. You're really holding your fart in. I shouldn't have betrothed Mingyue to you."

"5."

"No, not even 1."

"It's not that I won't return it, I just borrowed it for a while. Look at how big my business is now. Father-in-law, don't you still trust me?"

"If I say no, then no. You're blocking me here today, not letting me go to the toilet. I still say the same thing. Don't even mention 5, I can't even get 1 together right now."

"Then I'll sell you a big truck. It's a Jiefang brand truck manufactured in 87. It's brand new. Not 64000 yuan, but only 5 yuan. I'll deliver it to your door and I'll teach you how to drive it."

"Wait, what you said is true, don't lie to me?"

"You can fool anyone but not your father-in-law!"

"Okay, then it's a deal. 5 yuan. I don't have a dime more. Also, you have to let Ping An teach me how to drive a truck. As for your two brothers, Da Jun and You Li, I think they are not very good at driving. They may even be worse than me."

"OK, no problem."

Lu Yang agreed with a smile, then turned sideways to let his father-in-law go in and finish taking a dump first.

"Wait."

A few minutes later, Old Man Yin pulled up his pants and walked out of the toilet. He hurried back to his room and began to search through the boxes and cabinets under the confused eyes of Lu Yang's mother-in-law, Ma Xiulan...

Wait until all the passbooks in the house are turned out.

"Not enough."

"It's still more than 10,000 yuan short. My uncle has been the village party secretary for decades, so he must have saved a lot of money. Why don't I ask him to borrow some?"

"Old lady, you should have some private money, right? Take it out, I will use it first."

Ma Xiulan, who was leaning against the head of the bed, said in a lost voice: "Are you crazy?"

(End of this chapter)