Reborn as a New Farmer of the 1980s

Reborn during the early days of China’s reform and opening, the narrator finds himself in the 1980s countryside. In this setting, the past is still a cold reference, yet it is also a fresh start. N...

Chapter 1208 Noble

Zhan Honggui was not at home at noon because he was watching the scale with Ma Fei's men in the granary.

An Lizhi cooked four dishes for Wan Feng and Han Guangjia.

"It will probably be done this afternoon, so we can go back tomorrow?" Han Guangjia asked while eating.

"Um!"

Of course I have to go back after I finish my work.

"Uncle, are you leaving?" Zhan Shitou put down his chopsticks and asked.

Wan Feng reached out and wiped off the rice grains stuck on both sides of his face.

"Uncle, of course, has to go back after finishing his work, but he will come to see you."

Zhan Shitou, who was originally unhappy, smiled again when he heard that Wan Feng would come to see him again.

After all, they are just children, easy to fool.

After dinner, when Wan Feng and Han Guangjia wandered to the riverside again, Ma Fei's men had already started working.

One of the two remaining cars in the morning had already been loaded, and a soldier followed the car to the county town.

The soldier following the vehicle is from Wan Feng's side. There is one for each vehicle. Their task is to follow the vehicle to the granary and the mission is completed.

The only meaning is to make sure Ma Fei's men don't unload the soybeans privately during the journey.

This does not mean that Wan Feng has a dark heart. He and Ma Fei are not familiar with each other, so who knows what kind of person he is.

Even though these soybeans are not worth much, he doesn't want to give them away cheaply to irrelevant people.

Not long after the last car drove out, the first car that left in the morning also arrived back.

Half of the soybeans in the hold had been unloaded, and half of the tanks and infantry vehicles had also been revealed.

They were all covered tightly with tarpaulin. The box containing the spare parts was at the back of the infantry vehicle. There was a box as big as a small van, also covered with tarpaulin.

The Russians did a very good job in this, otherwise, the big holes and small holes in their tanks and infantry vehicles would have swallowed up countless beans.

Wan Feng's words made Comrade Jiang and Tang speechless, and moved to tears.

This guy only asked for two hundred thousand for these things, but he cared about a few pounds of beans.

What kind of spirit is this? It is the spirit of serving the people wholeheartedly.

Unfortunately, I was moved for less than two seconds before I heard Wan Feng's words that slapped me in the face: "Hey, these two large pieces of tarpaulin are still new. They must be worth at least 1,800 yuan. I have to keep this."

This is the packaging tank you want to keep?

This is absolutely not possible!

No! Then pay, one thousand yuan per ticket.

It's over. This business is a complete loss. I have to buy two new tarpaulins, and they are military grade.

By three o'clock in the afternoon, the beans in the cabin had been almost cleared, and only the tanks and infantry fighting vehicles covered with military tarpaulins remained in the cabin.

The soldiers untied the ropes that bound the tank and lifted the tarpaulin to identify the tank.

This was the first time that Wan Feng saw the real T72 tank. He had only seen it on TV before.

To be honest, in terms of appearance alone, it is much uglier than China's later Type 96, let alone Type 99.

But it was useless for him to think that this was not a good look. Although the people who saw the tanks did not cheer loudly, their eyes were shining with enthusiasm.

A bunch of country bumpkins who have never seen the world. They forgot their own last names when they saw the T72. They are hopeless.

Wan Feng despised these soldiers in his heart.

Wan Feng left the cabin and went outside to settle the score.

It was already past four o'clock when Zhan Honggui returned on the last grain delivery truck.

The settlement took place in his house.

The total amount of soybeans was also accumulated, 158,600 kilograms, which was less than half a ton of beans.

The paralyzed thing must have been eaten by the scale.

Ma Fei took out a calculator and started to calculate. 158,600 kilograms, 1.63 cents per kilogram, a total of 25,850 yuan.

Ma Fei took out a bag from his arms and took out five bundles of fifty-yuan bills from it, then counted out another eight hundred and fifty yuan.

Wan Feng checked the money, fearing that it might be adulterated.

After settling the bill, Ma Fei declined An Lizhi's offer to keep him for dinner and left in a hurry.

The following is the account of Wan Feng and Zhan Honggui. Wan Feng gave Zhan Honggui 1.3 cents, and he had 20,000 and several hundred yuan in this money.

Wan Feng only took 20,000 yuan and left the remaining bundle of 50-yuan bills and change to Zhan Honggui.

Zhan Honggui looked at the 5,800 yuan in his hand and was so excited that he was incoherent and didn't know what to say.

Two days ago, Wan Feng took him around to beg for money and he got the first large sum of money in his life. Less than four days later, he saw the second large sum of money.

Noble person!

An Lizhi moved the table onto the kang and then served the dishes.

At eight or nine o'clock in the morning, the sun would gather around Wanfeng Mountain again, and the sound of uncle's voice was very sweet.

Han Guangjia and Zhan Honggui were still drinking and singing with a glass of wine each.

But tonight there is also a glass of white wine in front of Wan Feng.

"Brother, you didn't come here just to get those beans, did you? What else is in that boat?" After drinking a glass of wine, Zhan Honggui became curious.

Although the people who came with Wan Feng and the others were not wearing military uniforms, even a fool could tell that they were soldiers.

He would never believe that there was a soldier accompanying him to make such a small amount of soybeans.

"Brother Zhan, if this is not something you should ask, then don't ask. Curiosity kills the cat, and knowing the answer may not necessarily be a good thing."

"There are two strange cars in the boat, green ones!" Zhan Shitou suddenly said this shocking thing.

"How did you know that?"

"Erhuzi and his friends climbed up a tree to watch. I wanted to climb up the tree to watch, but I got scared halfway and came down again."

These naughty boys.

"Brother Zhan, these two sums of money are basically enough for you to build a house and open a shop. Have you made any progress on that house in the past few days?"

Wan Feng was busy receiving the ship and processing the beans on it these two days, so he had no time to pay attention to Zhan Honggui's house.

"The masons are laying the foundation, and there are trucks hauling the stones and sand. I plan to haul the bricks next spring. If no one is watching them now, there won't be many left by next year."

In this weather, it's okay to just dig the foundation, because it will be freezing soon.

"We've finished our business and will take the boat to Fuyuan County tomorrow, and then go back."

Zhan Honggui sipped his wine gloomily, then said after a long silence, "Actually, you guys have been here for less than a week, but it feels like you've been here for ages. Now that you're leaving, I feel a little bad."

"Brother Zhan! We are all adults now, so stop saying such hypocritical things. It will make the atmosphere depressing. I will come to see you at the end of the year."

"real?"

"Of course it's true. I estimate it to be around the twenty-fifth day of the twelfth lunar month."

"Okay, after the Little New Year, I'll kill the pig and then wait for you to come."

"When the time comes, it won't just be the two of us. There will be five or six of us. Aren't you afraid that your piglets will be eaten by us?"

"Don't be afraid, I don't care even if ten of you come."

"Then let's have one!" Wan Feng picked up the wine glass in front of him, clinked it with Zhan Honggui and Han Guangjia, and drank it all in one gulp.