Ma Fengnian took Meng Tao to the freight yard of the railway station. He asked an acquaintance to rent a small warehouse there. The mountain products were unloaded into the small warehouse, and he let another driver drive the transport truck back to the unit.

Ma Fengnian unpacked more than a dozen large sacks one by one. To show that he was an honest man, he took out new sacks and wanted to sell all the mountain products to Meng Tao for inspection. After spending half a day, Meng Tao gave him a bargain price and bought all the mountain products.

Ma Fengnian was so happy that he even offered a discount of 1 cent per kilogram, and also said that he could make a little more money. After this incident, he would never dare to act recklessly again.

Meng Tao said: You can buy more. If the quality is still so good, I will take as much as you want.

Ma Fengnian asked where he could find her when he got the goods. Meng Tao asked Ma Fengnian to give her a contact number and she would contact him regularly.

Meng Tao asked Ma Fengnian to return the small warehouse tomorrow, because her truck would come later to deliver the goods and she wanted to wait here. Ma Fengnian naturally agreed and left first. Meng Tao waited for an hour after he left, put the mountain products into the space, closed the door of the small warehouse, and left from another exit.

The freight yard was extremely busy with people and vehicles coming and going, so naturally no one knew when she "transported away" the goods.

At around six in the evening, Meng Tao returned to Xingyang County. Meng Jinniu should have had dinner by then, so Meng Tao went to a state-owned restaurant, ordered some dumplings, ate them, and then went to the hospital carrying two net bags.

Each net bag contained six apples and pears. She had been out for a while and bought some fruits for the two injured patients. In her bag were two packs of Peony cigarettes as a reward for Zhang Fu. Zhang Fu was the same age as Meng Jinniu and Meng Taohua, but he had been a smoker for three years. In his words, he would rather eat less meat than smoke less cigarette.

When they arrived at the hospital, Meng Jinniu and Zhang Fu were very happy to see Meng Tao back. Zhang's father declined the fruit and said with a smile, "Thank you. I haven't finished the fruit you sent me two days ago. You can keep this for yourself."

"I bought those in the county town a few days ago. This one is different. I bought it today at the Mengzhou Fruit Store. The salesperson said it was newly imported, fresh and delicious, and the place of origin is very famous. I don't remember the name of the place she mentioned. Many people rushed to buy it. I tried it and it was really delicious. I also kept two kilograms for myself in the hotel. Uncle Zhang, you will know after you try it."

Meng Tao handed the net bag to Zhang Fu, then took out two apples, washed them with warm water, handed one to Meng Jinniu, and ate one herself.

Zhang Fu also took out an apple, peeled it with a knife, and divided it into two halves. The father and son ate half each. Zhang's father finished it quickly and asked Zhang Fu for another one, but refused to peel it, saying it would be a waste of such a delicious apple.

Meng Tao thought to herself that of course they were delicious. She bought ordinary apples a few days ago and took them out from the space today, so she didn't take too many, for fear that Meng Jingui and the like would suddenly come and eat them. She told Meng Jinniu to take good care of his things this time and eat one a day.

The Zhang family father and son ate three apples at once, leaving one apple and two pears, which Zhang's father put away consciously.

After eating the apple, Meng Tao sat and chatted for a while, then got up and went back to the hotel without disturbing them to rest.

Zhang Fu escorted her out, and when they reached the stairs, Meng Tao handed him a cigarette. Zhang Fu's eyes lit up, but he smiled and waved his hand: "You bought fruit and gave me cigarettes, I'm embarrassed."

Meng Tao: "No? Then I'll throw it in the trash can."

"No, no, no! Give it to me, give it to me!" Zhang Fu hurriedly snatched the cigarette, put it under his nose and sniffed it hard, with an intoxicated look on his face: "Good cigarette! Where are you going tomorrow? If you want to go, just go ahead. I will take good care of Taurus for you!"

Meng Tao was speechless. How could he be so happy with two packs of cigarettes? She didn't understand the world of smokers.

Zhang Fu looked around and asked quietly, "Taohua, did you make money renting that small warehouse?"

"Yeah, I made a little money."

"A little bit, how much?"

"About 70 or 80 yuan."

Zhang Fu opened his mouth, eyes full of admiration: "You made 70 or 80 yuan in just a few days? You are amazing! If you have connections, bring me along. If I don't have any other skills, I can run errands. You eat the meat and I drink the soup!"

"Okay, I'll wait!"

Meng Tao returned to her single room in the hotel. During the day, the waiter came in to clean and change the sheets and quilt covers. She tidied them up again, then washed up, closed the doors and windows, lay on the bed, covered herself with a quilt, and entered the space.

The stone platform had just been cleaned up, and within a day, more than a dozen large sacks were piled in. What could Meng Tao say? It was her own fault.

The two wooden boxes that Shen Yu asked Yang Licheng and others to bring were opened. One box was full of fine ham, canned beef, beef jerky and sausage. This was good and could be used as New Year's goods.

In the other box were milk powder, malted milk, and various imported candies, biscuits, and snacks in beautiful and exquisite packaging. The snacks were good, but the cans of imported milk powder made Meng Tao feel dizzy just looking at them. She decided to pack them up and take them to the post office tomorrow, and send them to Liu Jianxin in Pingjiang City for Xiao Mingming to eat.

There was a large envelope in the box, which was stuffed full. When he took it out, there was a letter with words written on it, a bicycle receipt, and a bunch of colorful tickets, all of which were brand new and universally used in the country, including food tickets, cloth tickets, oil tickets, meat tickets, sugar tickets, and industrial tickets. There was also two hundred yuan! Shen Yu said in the letter that he basically had no use for these tickets, so he gave them to her and let her use them as she pleased; the two hundred yuan was not for her, because he knew that she was very rich, but just asked her to buy some nutritional supplements to comfort her cousin. She could personally go to the county to take care of her, which showed that her cousin was extraordinary. As a candidate for Comrade Meng Taohua, he had to show respect to his cousin.

When Meng Tao read the word "candidate", she couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle.

The "candidate" was answering the phone at home in the provincial capital at the moment, holding the list written by Meng Tao in one hand, his brows slightly wrinkled, but his tone was lazy and leisurely, as if he didn't care at all: "You ask too many questions, call back if you can't do it."

"What can I do? I think it's too little. Give me ten times as much! It's what the customer said. I just mentioned it to you casually."

"Which guest?"

"Have you heard of the Zhou family in Gangcheng? There is an immortal in their family who doesn't eat worldly food. In the past, they only ate 'spiritual plants' from the island country. As soon as we launched this batch of goods, they sent people to check it out and wanted to buy it all. Of course, that's impossible. Beijing and Tianjin also have a share... They just asked, 'Is this from Mengzhou?' and were willing to pay a high price for the address of the 'Mengzhou Agricultural Science Institute'."

"I don't know what the Agricultural Science Institute is. I just heard there was a genius professor there. He was cynical and lived in seclusion, concentrating on research... But who said it was in Mengzhou?"

"Isn't it?"

“…That’s right.”

"Hey, hey, is it right? It's not right, right?"

"have no idea."

"you……"

“Hang up.”

“…”

In a luxurious private house somewhere on the coast, a man dressed casually and looking like a gangster put down the microphone and raised the corner of his mouth to snort:

"You won't tell me? I know it's definitely not from that poor mountain valley in Mengzhou. The old professor must have spent his whole life researching such unusual food. He can't have made it without an advanced and complete experimental base!"

(End of this chapter)