Wan Feng didn't know how long Li Guangyin stayed in the shop, because he only stayed in the shop for a short while before returning to his accommodation.

Zheng Song had already returned to his accommodation. When he saw Wan Feng, he called him "cousin" a little embarrassedly.

Wan Feng glanced at him and wanted to say something to him, but after thinking about it, he sighed slightly and said nothing.

Zheng Song will be twenty years old this year and an adult, so what can be said about him?

Even if I explain it superficially, he won't listen. Although he's still a little far from understanding human nature, it's already pretty good that he's reached the current level.

I hope Zang Yunli can catch him in the future.

Nothing happened that night, and we got up at six o'clock the next morning and set off.

Because the road was covered in snow, they couldn't drive fast, so they had to set off early and try to get back to Heihe before 11 o'clock.

It's a distance of more than 300 miles from Sijitun to Wuxian and then from Wuxian to Heihe. It would conservatively take three hours to get back to Heihe.

As a scout and predecessor of special forces, Han Guangjia's driving skills are naturally impeccable. Even on the snowy and shiny road, he still maintained a speed of 60 kilometers per hour. After driving 300 miles in more than three hours, he returned to Heihe at 9:30.

After a brief explanation at the base, Wan Feng, Han Guangjia, Jiang Tang and their group of four went to the airport to fly to Harbin.

It is 570 kilometers from Heihe to Harbin, and 780 kilometers from Harbin to Fuyuan. The largest city between Harbin and Fuyuan is Jiamusi.

There are basically no flights from Harbin to Jiamusi during this period. The ones that are available are in the morning, so they can take the train to Jiamusi while waiting for the flight.

When the four arrived in Chengshan Township, there was only a day and a half left before Dimitri's transaction date.

In Chengshan Township, Wan Feng also went to Zhan Honggui's house to take a look and found that the foundation had been laid and some sand and gravel were piled around the house.

It can be covered up as soon as spring comes.

Just like last time, Jiang Tang and his companions went to stay at the border station again. They were going to contact the military there to solve the problem of building a trading station in Fuyuan.

The border station's car still took Wan Feng and Han Guangjia to Slow Guitar.

Two months have passed since the last time he left and Wan Feng came to Zhan Honggui's house again.

Zhan Honggui was chopping firewood with a small axe at home. When a jeep stopped at his door and Wan Feng and Han Guangjia got out of the car, Zhan Honggui happily threw away the axe in his hand and rushed out of the yard to the street.

"Brother, I was wondering why my left eyelid was twitching this morning. I wonder if you're here! I'm so happy to see you. Come inside and sit down!"

An Lizhi also came out of the house and took the gift from Wan Feng with a smile on her face.

"Just come, why are you bringing so many things? Isn't this too awkward?"

After entering the house, Zhan Honggui poured water and handed out cigarettes.

Wan Feng took the water cup but not the cigarette.

"Yesterday I was talking to your sister-in-law. I said Brother Wan said he would definitely come before the New Year. We were wondering how long it would take for the New Year to come. I didn't expect you to come today. How long will you stay at Slow Guitar this time?"

"I can't stay for a few days, I guess I'll say three more days."

"Huh? It's only been three days!"

"We have to pick up something here the day after tomorrow and leave after that."

"If you need my help in any way, just let me know."

"It's nothing this time, just something not too big, but I have some other work I need done, and I wonder if you can do it?"

Zhan Honggui patted his chest and said, "Tell me what you want to say. As long as I can do it, it's no problem."

"We're looking to open a receiving point in Fuyuan, most likely at Fuyuan Port. We'll primarily be trading steel imported from across the strait. We'll be open rain or shine, except during Chinese New Year and when the river is closed. I need a statistician who'll be based at Fuyuan Port, as far away from your home as possible. The annual salary is not much, 2,400 yuan. Do you think you can handle it?"

Wan Feng plans to divert part of the steel from Sijitun to Fuyuan, diverting 300 tons every day. Now there are already 500 tons of steel coming from Gongqingcheng every day. The steel coming from Sijitun every day plus the steel piled up at Legaha Freight Station puts a lot of pressure on their loading and unloading.

According to their current loading and unloading volume of 600 tons per day, if there is no diversion, in addition to the 500 tons coming from Gongqingcheng every day, they can only handle 100 tons of steel backlog at Legaha Freight Station every day. 20,000 tons of steel is enough to keep them busy until next winter.

By diverting 300 tons here, they will be able to process 300 to 400 tons of backlog steel every day, and it will take two months to complete.

We have found a station in Fuyuan, and most of the new steel produced every day is diverted to Fuyuan. After the backlog of goods in Sijitun is processed, some of it will be diverted back.

After all, he has to ensure that his people make money first.

Originally, Wan Feng also wanted Zhan Honggui to organize a loading and unloading team like Li Guangyin did, but he felt that Zhan Honggui was not familiar with Fuyuan and might not be able to manage the local relationships and cause a lot of trouble.

Since I couldn't help him solve the problem here, I just let him do a lighter and less troublesome job.

All I had to do was count the amount of steel coming from the Soviet Union every day and report to myself once a month.

A salary of 2,400 yuan a year was considered a high salary at the time, and you could earn money simply by sitting back.

The only drawback is that I can’t go home more than a few times a month.

"Oh! Anyway, my family will move to Chengshan Township next year, which is closer to the port. Your sister-in-law will open a shop at home, and I will go out and earn enough to make a living."

Zhan Honggui is very open-minded. He thinks that for a disabled person like him, it is good enough to be able to make a living.

"Have you resolved the issue that the Chengshan Township Civil Affairs Bureau has given you?"

"It's solved. I can get a few dozen dollars a year."

"That little money is nothing. The key is that with a disability certificate, you don't have to pay taxes when opening a shop. National and local taxes are not a small amount either."

If Zhan Honggui opened a shop, it wouldn't be a big deal to make 5, 7, or 6,000 yuan a year at that location. If Zhan Honggui could make another 2,000 yuan, his annual income of nearly 10,000 yuan would have been quite comfortable in 1988, even though prices soared in 1988...

"Oh, and one more thing. Next spring, when your house is finished and your store is open, remember my words and use all your money to buy goods. The more the better. If you don't have money, I'll lend you 20,000."

“Can we sell all the inventory we have when we first open a store?”

"I have news that prices are very likely to rise sharply in the second half of next year. If you have the guts to hold back on inventory, you can definitely do so. Just hold back as much as you have when you open your store."

"I remember that."

If you placed an order for goods worth 10,000 yuan in the spring of 1988, they would earn you at least three times the profit by the autumn and winter.

Whether Zhan Honggui will listen and dare to do it is his personal business. Anyway, Wan Feng has already spoiled the plot for him.