Yang Jianguo had already received the news of Wan Feng's return, and he led the warehouse guards to line up at the warehouse gate to express his warm welcome.

These guards are all wearing the same uniform, which gives them an awe-inspiring look.

Yang Jianguo took a few steps forward and shook hands with Wan Feng, then his eyes rested on Han Guangjia's face.

Han Guangjia had a familiar aura about him, the kind of self-esteem that was unique to Chinese soldiers.

"Let me introduce you to some of you. Yang Jianguo, Han Meng, and Zhao Gang, all of whom have served in the military. This is Han Guangjia, whom I mentioned to you. Let's get to know each other."

Yang Jianguo and Han Guangjia exchanged glances, then extended their hands: "Hello!"

Two pairs of big hands clasped together, and then Han Meng and Zhao Gang shook hands with Han Guangjia in turn.

The four soldiers began to chatter about the glorious past.

Wan Feng began to inspect his warehouse.

There are now twenty warehouses in this yard, and the warehouse doors are painted with circled numbers.

Warehouse No. 1 and Warehouse No. 2 were filled with wine, and Wan Feng walked straight past them.

"Warehouses 3 and 4 contain the goods brought in by Guo Wu and his two companions. They are all canned foods."

Someone opened the door, and inside were all kinds of goods packed in cartons, neatly stacked in piles according to categories.

Wan Feng nodded and went to warehouse No. 5 and No. 6.

"Warehouses 5, 6, and 7 are where Jiang Ming ships his daily necessities. Two more batches of goods are expected to arrive in the next two days."

Wan Feng walked into the warehouse and looked up at the ceiling, mainly to see if there were any signs of rain leaking.

Yang Jianguo brought the account book for Wan Feng to review.

Up to now, Wanfeng has already deposited nearly 300,000 yuan into the goods in the six warehouses, and it is expected that nearly 300,000 yuan more will be deposited.

More than half of these warehouses will be used, and the rest will be used to store goods exchanged from the Soviet Union.

For example, fertilizers need to be stored in well-sealed warehouses.

The Soviet Union was a major fertilizer producer in the world at that time, and its urea, potassium fertilizer and phosphate fertilizer were quite famous in the world.

However, there are few fertilizer manufacturers in China, and they are of low quality. Most of them only produce extremely low-grade ammonium bicarbonate, which cannot meet the needs of rural areas at all. Many rural areas still mainly rely on farmyard manure.

This is a huge market.

Exchanging fertilizers is just a trading project of Wan Feng. His real purpose is to exchange a few fertilizer production lines. If the country does not allow production and selling them to others is also beneficial to the country.

After looking at the warehouse, Wan Feng walked out of the warehouse again. This time he stopped in front of Qin Suzhen's shop.

"Sister Qin, it's been a long time since I last saw you. I feel like you look fifty or sixty years younger."

"You're such a smooth talker! I'm not even 25 yet, so how can I be 50 or 60?"

"You came here, and Brother Li is watching over the stall at the market? Are you relieved?"

"What are you worried about?"

"Haha, aren't you worried that he'll just give the clothes away for free to some girl he likes?"

"Him? If he really had the guts, I'd be happy, but he's talking nonsense."

Li Xiang was looked down upon by his wife.

"Xiao Wan, what kind of deal are you planning to make with Maozi?"

"I don't know right now. Don't wait until the market opens to find out what to trade."

"If there's a good deal, take me with you."

"You can go in and try it too. At the beginning, everyone is completely in the dark. You might be able to catch a big fish in murky waters."

Qin Suzhen shook her head: "No, people like us from small families can't get in and can't get over the threshold."

Is there a threshold? Wan Feng remembers that there didn't seem to be any threshold. At that time, there were countless people who made money by trading with the Soviet Union. How could there be a threshold?

"Isn't our trade zone on Daheihe Island? Now you can't register a company without 10,000 yuan. Many people have no hope."

Is there such a thing?

Wan Feng really wasn't very clear about this. He only remembered that after 1992, there were no barriers to border trade between China and Russia, which had become a thorn in the side of the border. The border crossing procedures were even simplified, making it very convenient for both sides to travel between the two countries.

Is there so much to say before the collapse of the Soviet Union?

But it’s a good thing this way. This threshold prevents many people from directly participating in transactions with the Russians, and they can only steal goods from qualified people.

If this is the case, he won't have to look for buyers to sell the goods he exchanges with the Russians. With these people, he can handle all his transactions.

This is a good thing for him.

"When you come back with something, it's okay for me to follow you and share some of your glory, right?"

"Do I need you to tell me this, sister? It's not yours, but let me be frank. Family is family, money is money, and I won't give you any special discounts."

"No need for discounts, just give me the goods when the time comes."

It doesn't matter who the distribution is to, Qin Suzhen has been selling his clothes from the very beginning. Even if no one else's goods are available, Qin Suzhen's goods must be available.

Of course, Wan Feng had no intention of giving her any discounts, and this was not false.

Standing by the river, looking at the Daheihe Island not far away.

After all, Chen Dao was older, so he did not follow Wan Feng outside this time. Instead, he asked Yang Jianguo to arrange a room for him to sleep in.

The largest building on Daheihe Island seemed to have been completed from a distance. If Wan Feng was not mistaken, the interior decoration should be going on at this time.

"The Soviet Union is just across the river?" Although Han Guangjia had fought numerous open and covert battles with the enemy on the border, they were all in the southwest. This was his first time to the northern border.

Wan Feng nodded. "Yes, a red empire that made Western Europe shudder. But it is now beginning to decline. It might collapse one day."

Although Han Guangjia had never had direct contact with the Soviet Union, he had seen some Soviet military experts assisting the Banana Country in the southwest. Being in the army, he was naturally very clear about the strength of the Soviet Union, so he did not take Wan Feng's words seriously.

"That's impossible. Although the Soviet Union's national strength has declined in the past two years due to its involvement in the Afghan quagmire, it is still very powerful. It is unlikely that it will fall."

"The Soviet Union's current strength is only superficial. In reality, it has declined terribly. If you don't believe me, we can bet that within ten years, there is an 80% chance that the name Soviet Union will no longer exist."

As a person who has experienced it, Wan Feng knows clearly the end of the Soviet Union. Three years later, the name of the Soviet Union will become history, because its gravedigger is now on the stage. It is like a train rushing towards the abyss, and there is no force to stop it from stopping its decline.

Han Guangjia was not a reborn person, so of course he didn't know what would happen a few years later.

"Looking at the progress of the project on Daheihe Island, we might be able to do business with Maozi in a month or so. Maozi women are very beautiful when they are young. Liang Hongying is very worried that you will not be able to resist the temptation and take a Maozi woman with you."

"She's worrying for nothing."

It is very normal for women to think a lot. Luan Feng and Zhang Xuan are also worried that the same thing will happen to Wan Feng.