"Advertising on radio stations costs about tens of dollars, and advertising on TV stations costs hundreds of dollars."

"Then pull it down. Hundreds of yuan and thousands of catties of bean cakes are gone. I'll print some small advertisements and post them around."

A small advertisement can be printed for [-] copies for [-] yuan, and if it is pasted everywhere, it will be over.

"I don't think you have anything to worry about with this bit of bean cake. If brother Liu raises the pigs well this year, he might be able to grow to five hundred pigs next year, and he can help you digest more than [-] catties. And I think There will be more pig farmers this year, and it will be up to you whether you can sell enough of this thing by then, as long as you keep it well, you will be able to sell it before the new autumn cakes come out tomorrow.”

Based on his feeling, Wan Feng felt that Liu Shengguang's bean cakes would not be a problem to sell.

"I'm relieved when you say that, your words are always accurate."

After that, Liu Shengguang and Liu Yong began to calculate how much it would cost to rent the land.

"It's easy to rent land. This land should be personal. Just give him more money than he can get from farming. It also guarantees the harvest in drought and flood. Unlike farming, floods and droughts will affect the harvest. After the New Year, I will bring You go to the owner of this land and discuss it."

So it's settled.

Wan Feng drove Liu Yong back to the shop, and then went home.

The Spring Festival of 1990 came in a blink of an eye, and it was New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.

On the morning of the [-]th, Wan Feng took several high-level officials from the Nanwan Factory to the nursing home in a car carrying gifts.

Fireworks and firecrackers were pulled on the car, dozens of new clothes and a whole pig.

Wan Feng greeted the old people living here one by one, and gave each one a hundred yuan of New Year's money as usual.

After returning from the nursing home, Wan Feng asked the driver to drive the Sixiang to deliver the things from the paging station.

Also firecrackers fireworks, fruit food and so on.

Zhang Xuan's eyes seemed to flow out of water.

Although the routines of the Spring Festival year after year, people still have a very happy life.

At this year's Spring Festival Gala, a person dressed as a farmer who came to the stage for the first time made people's eyes shine.

One of his sketches started a person's legendary life on the comedian stage.

What will happen to this person in the future, Wan Feng has no time to worry about it, each person's path is made by his own feet, and no one else can interfere or force it.

Wan Feng also hid out to pay New Year's greetings on the first morning of the first day of the new year as usual, and didn't come back until the afternoon.

Those who came to pay New Year's greetings knew that Wan Feng was not there in the morning, but they also came, and how to leave after sitting for a few minutes without worrying about gifts seemed to have formed a habit.

But this year Wan Feng still did something different from previous years.

He and Zhang Xuan had a secret date once, on the night of the third year of junior high school.

The only bad thing about the paging station is that there are no holidays, and the busier they are as the holidays come.

During the Chinese New Year, Zhang Xuan basically stayed at the paging station.

During Dongyue, Zhang Xuan bought a house on Qianjie Street in Xiaoshutun, declaring that her parents and younger siblings were coming.

When someone asked her why she didn't buy a building, she said that her parents were not used to living in a building.

The house was decorated by Wang He.

At first even Wan Feng thought that Zhang Zhiyuan's family was coming.

Then it is only natural for Zhang Xuan to prepare a house.

After the house was packed, Zhang Xuan would sleep in this house every night because the paging station was too noisy.

Wan Feng didn't take these things seriously.

But during the Chinese New Year, Zhang Zhiyuan's family did not come.

And Wan Feng received a call from Zhang Xuan when he was sending off the New Year at around [-]:[-] p.m. on the third day of junior high school.

Zhang Xuan's tone was very firm. If Wan Feng didn't show up in that house after eleven o'clock tonight, she would make her relationship with him public tomorrow.

And without giving Wan Feng a chance to explain, he hung up the phone with a click.

Wan Feng was dumbfounded on the spot.

Isn't this forced to go to Liangshan?

Chapter 1638

It is a custom in southern Liaoning to invite the New Year in the afternoon and send the New Year in the afternoon of the third day.

The so-called New Year is to enshrine the genealogy at home first, and when it is getting dark in the afternoon, go to the crossroads outside, burn a stick of incense, burn a few pieces of paper money, put two firecrackers, and say that the ancestors and ancestors will go home New Year's Eve and the like.

This is considered to invite the year home.

After dinner in the afternoon of the third day of junior high school, a few firecrackers were set off at the door, and they said that if the unfilial children and grandchildren entertained the ancestors poorly, it is no wonder that even if the ancestors are sent away, this is the New Year.

The year after sending off is considered to be officially over, and there is nothing special about the next thing.There is no need to light everlasting lights at night. Except for children who occasionally set off a few firecrackers in the village, adults basically no longer set off firecrackers.

To release it is to wait until the fifteenth night of the first lunar month.

Therefore, the lanterns in front of each house that are on all night from the night of the [-]th to the night of the second day of the second day will be extinguished at ninety o'clock in the evening.

After all, lighting costs electricity.

Even if Jiangwei Village is rich now, it is not so rich that it takes money and spends it improperly.

At around 10:30 in the evening, the lanterns in the courtyards of most families were turned off except for a few houses in Xiaoshutun Village.

The street lights leading to the main road behind the hollow were still on.

Wan Feng called Zhang Xuan's office.

No one answered, Zhang Xuan was not on the paging station.

If she wasn't on the paging station, she must be in the house.

Wan Feng was wearing a black suit, black pants, a black down jacket, a hood and a mask over his head.

It was the first time he wore this black down jacket.

The family members were watching TV, and they didn't care where Wan Feng went.

During the Chinese New Year, it is common for young people to stay out all night and play with relatives and friends in small shops.

Coming out of the house, Wan Feng didn't go on the main road, the street lights on the main road were still on, which was too conspicuous.

Instead, he went out along a remote path east of the house to Front Street.

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