Wan Feng didn't see whether Chen Tianchui cried or not, and he also didn't know what name he was going to change to because they had left the parking lot.
The two of them walked around hand in hand, and soon they arrived at the snack street.
There are a row of small stalls on the snack street and there are quite a lot of people.
Many merchants who came from other places to purchase goods and did not leave almost all gathered here to drink, eat and brag.
That guy was so lively with his accents from all over the place.
Luan Feng sniffed the food and ran to a barbecue stall, occupying a small table with a swagger.
The barbecue owner was said to be from Sichuan Province. Wan Feng really wanted to hear them talk about hammers and such, but unfortunately he didn't hear anything.
Don’t people from Sichuan always talk about hammers?
The barbecue techniques at that time were not up to standard, and the smoke was very thick. The only advantage was that mosquitoes stayed away and did not dare to come over to suck blood.
Luan Feng grilled a plate of white clams, a plate of hairy clams and two squids, and her eyes lit up at a few crabs.
Wan Feng didn't grow up by the sea and didn't have much knowledge of seafood, so he focused on lamb skewers, grilling a bunch and enjoying them with a glass of draft beer.
The two were enjoying their meal when Zhang Shiqian came over from somewhere. As soon as he saw Wan Feng, he sat down without any hesitation.
"Grill them for me...grill some of them." As he spoke, he grabbed two of Wan Feng's lamb skewers and started to chew on them.
"Boss! I don't know this guy, and he came up and ate my mutton skewers. Call the police immediately!"
Zhang Shiqian choked and cursed fiercely, "You ungrateful bastard!" Then he glanced at Luan Feng.
"Are you taking your own wife or someone else's wife?"
Luan Feng was gnawing on squid and was choked by Zhang Shiqian's words, but she didn't show any anger. Anyone who could speak to Wan Feng in this tone must have a close relationship with him.
"My partner, don't you know my partner?"
"No, I haven't seen her. I remember seeing you pick one up a few days ago, wasn't it her?"
Luan Feng's eyes immediately widened.
This bastard came here to rob people!
"You old bastard, I'm telling you my girlfriend is amazing. If you keep talking nonsense, be careful she'll stuff all these bamboo sticks in your mouth and turn you into a hedgehog in seconds."
Turning to face Luan Feng, he said, "This old pervert is called Zhang Shiqian! He's the one who gave us that thing."
"Why do you keep calling me an old pervert? I'm only 35, still young! Hehe, brother's wife, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously. Not to mention that I didn't see Wan Feng taking someone else's wife, I wouldn't say anything even if I did." Zhang Shiqian's conversation did not stop him from eating, and in that time he had already finished two skewers of lamb.
Luan Feng was at a loss for words. Why were there so few normal people among Wan Feng's acquaintances?
It turns out that the VCR was given to me by this perverse old fellow.
"You haven't been sleeping till now, have you?"
"I've actually slept till now. If I wasn't so hungry, I would still be able to sleep. I haven't felt tired yet."
Wan Feng snapped his fingers at the boss: "Boss, two more beers."
The proprietress brought up two glasses of beer, and the boss also brought up a few of the things that Zhang Shiqian wanted to grill.
"Hey kid, I've brought you everything you wanted. If you don't give me your motorcycle in the future, I'll never let you go."
"Didn't I tell you that it depends on the quality of the thing? If you try to fool me with some third-level stuff, then your chances of getting a motorcycle are slim."
"Fuck! Are you still a human being? You even know level three?"
"Hey, didn't I tell you that there aren't many things in this world that I don't understand?"
"I knew you were a tough bastard to fool. Luckily I didn't put it in the third level. All the grades are A."
Luan Feng was confused by what they heard, what was level three and what was level A.
“Are they all foreigners?”
Zhang Shiqian shook his head: "There are people from everywhere, Japanese, Hong Kong, Taiwan, foreigners, just learn slowly with your wife."
"Those are the ones. I'll go back and look for them one by one."
"I can't remember that either. I just know it's in the Thunderbolt Drunken Hero, and I think it's in the Southern Fist and Northern Leg. As for the others... you'd better look for them yourself."
The two of them drank beer and chatted about all sorts of things.
Luan Feng was sensible and didn't say a word.
After a few words, the topic turned to foreign business.
"I'm planning to go to the Soviet Union in a couple of years to buy some stuff. Are you interested in going over and taking a look?"
"Going to the Soviet Union? Isn't the Soviet Union hostile to us?"
"How can we keep fighting? Haven't you seen the Three Kingdoms? The general trend of the world is that long periods of division will eventually lead to unification, and long periods of unification will eventually lead to division. When the fight reaches a certain point, it's time to fight."
"What good stuff does the Soviet Union have that's worth dealing with? I've never heard of anything made in the Soviet Union."
"How about tanks? What do you think it would be like if I brought back a hundred or eighty tanks from the Soviet Union?"
"Cough, cough, cough!" Zhang Shiqian was choked by a mouthful of wine and coughed violently for a long time.
"Trading a tank? Are you ready to go to the sky? If you find that thing, I'll shoot you!"
"Why shoot me? I'm selling it back to the country. The country should be grateful to me."
"We don't have any tanks of our own, so why should we buy yours?"
Tanks are different from each other. In 1982, the Soviet Union began to put the T72 into service, while China's main battle tanks at that time were still the 59 and 69. The two are not on the same level at all.
If Wan Feng really brings it back, it would be a shame if the country doesn't want him.
Didn't Mou use hundreds of carriages of canned goods to exchange for a Tu-154? It doesn't seem like it would be a problem for him to trade two tanks.
But he really didn't want to overthrow the tank at the moment, he just wanted to brag in front of Zhang Shiqian to boost his courage.
"Haha, the Russians' tanks are much more advanced than ours. If I can't sell them even after contacting the military, I'd be a fool."
"Do you have foreign trade rights?"
Foreign trade rights are nothing. Once I register a company in Heihe, I will naturally have foreign trade rights through Quyang.
"How about you, are you interested in going to the Soviet Union with me in the future?"
"Go and tamper with tanks? No!" Zhang Shiqian shook his head like a rattle. He would only tamper with that stuff when he was tired of living.
"If you don't want to go, forget it. Don't let me get rich and make you jealous."
"Even if you become rich, I won't be jealous. If you get shot, don't blame me for not warning you."
After all the bragging, Wan Feng really had the idea of dealing in tanks in the future.
After the collapse of the Soviet Union, the army was basically in a state of paralysis, and they had exchanged arms for light industrial products.
He couldn't deal with strategic weapons like submarines, but a few tanks shouldn't be a problem.
Anyway, during that period, there was a severe shortage of daily necessities in the Soviet Union and they didn't cost much.
Someone used a large box of bubble gum to exchange for several tons of steel. At most, he could use a few more boxes of bubble gum to exchange for a tank.
This should be a profitable business.
I just don’t know whether the army is needed?
Anyway, the army was extremely poor at that time.
If the army doesn’t want it, just sell the steel. There’s no loss in any way.
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