Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

"Then there's nothing . . . well, and bread, shall we?"

Zhang Xuan shook his head.

"Then we have to wait until Habin. There are many food stalls outside the Habin train station. There are soy milk, fried dough sticks, scones, millet porridge, and eggs..."

Zhang Xuan's stomach growled.

"There are also all kinds of steamed stuffed buns, vegetables and dumplings..."

"If you say it again, I'll pinch you. You're just trying to annoy me."

"Who's mad at you? Actually, I'm hungry too. Let's fantasize about it and treat it as if I'm looking for plums to quench my thirst. When the time comes, I'll definitely buy a table and eat everything."

Wan Feng thought so and did so. The first thing he did when the train arrived at Harbin Station was to take a group of people to a collective breakfast shop outside the station, and bought two copies of all the various breakfasts sold there. a table.

Anyway, the eight of them need so many things.

Wan Feng drank a bowl of hot soybean milk and ate a bowl of dumplings, feeling warm all over his body.

"Mom! Do you still remember me, Uncle Jiang Ming and Aunt Xu?" I didn't panic when my stomach was full, and the gossip broke out.

"of course I remember."

"His house is not far from here. It's inconvenient for so many of us to come to his house. I'll ask him to come out, just because he's not at home."

After Wan Feng finished speaking, he ran to Jiang Ming's house.

Luck is really a strange thing. Not only are Jiang Ming and his wife at home today, but Jiang Ming is going to Wahou to pick goods.

What surprised Wan Feng even more was that he even hired [-] businessmen to hire a Yellow Sea bus to Wahou to buy goods.

"Can this work?"

"Why can't we make two trips? The Yellow Sea runs fast, seventy to eighty kilometers in an hour, and we ran there in one day. Two barrels of No. 35 oil in the car are enough to run back and forth."

"How much does it cost to hire this car?"

"This trip counts 30 of me, [-] yuan per person, which is a good deal! It doesn't save much money, but it saves old troubles. At least you don't have to reverse the car and pull a lot of goods."

It was also a year ago that there were already many people on the train, so it is really inconvenient for you to pack a lot of bags.

"What about road safety?"

The roads of the 80s were not Yangguan Avenue, there were many car bandits and road tyrants, and even armed robberies happened.

"The four bodyguards of the owner's house are all on fire, and we also have a few guys."

The fire in Jiang Ming's mouth is a gun.

"Earth cannon?"

The front-loading gun Wan Feng felt like it was scaring people, but he didn't feel how lethal it was.

"The owner of the car has two binoculars and two semi-automatics. The binoculars are full of pig sand. The two guns can even shoot people flying. We have three carbine guns and two single barrels."

Holding grass, nine guns, this firepower is strong enough to take over the mountain and become king.

Wan Feng felt relieved.

When Jiang Ming and his wife heard that Wan Feng's mother was here, they blamed Wan Feng for not bringing his mother to Calais.

"What? Sister Zhu is here? Where are you? Why didn't you come over with me?" Xu Xueqi groaned.

"There are a total of eight of us, what's the matter if we all come to your house? They are having breakfast in the Weimin snack bar outside the train station."

"Hurry up and take me to have a look."

Jiang Ming and his wife put on their clothes indiscriminately and left the house.

Chapter 788 He Dare

When Wanfeng's family lived in Wu County Chenqing 31, Jiang Ming's and Wanfeng's were opposite each other, and the two got along quite well.

What Wan Feng remembers most clearly is that Jiang Ming pulled back all the eggs that the company's family had suffocated while holding chickens, boiled them in a pot and brought Wan Feng to eat them.

That seems to be something that happened in 31. At that time, there was probably no one else in the [-]st Company who ate this stuff except him. He was the first, and Wan Feng was the second.

His wife doesn't eat it, nor does he let his children eat it.

Later generations Wan Feng liked to eat Maodan probably because of the habit formed from that time.

Jiang Ming laughed loudly when he mentioned this: "It's a shame you still remember this, but I didn't dare to eat it at the time, so I have to find a companion anyway."

Wan Feng's face was full of black lines: "Cooperating with you, you are taking me as a companion for the dead ghost!"

"But the taste is not bad, hey! Now I can't get it even if I want to eat it. You can still get it in the countryside when it's the season. I can only think about it in Harbin."

But don’t worry, in a dozen years or so, there will be someone who specializes in selling hairy eggs. As long as you want to eat it every day, no one will care about you.

While talking, I arrived at the entrance of the Weimin snack department.

"Sister Zhu, you miss me so much, I thought I would never see you again in this life."

As soon as they met Xu Xueqi, she hugged Wan Feng's mother together, expressing the joy of reunion after a long absence with tears in her eyes.

Wan Feng introduced his friends and classmates to Jiang Ming.

"These five are my classmates, and this is my brother He Xiao."

He Xiao and Jiang Ming shook hands.

When Jiang Ming saw Zhang Xuan standing next to Wan Feng, he was surprised, but he didn't say anything.

"Our car leaves at eight o'clock, and it will be here in a while. Normally, we can arrive at Wahou at around nine o'clock in the evening. You just take our car and go there together. This way, there will be more people in the car and it will be lively."

At eight o'clock, a Zanxin Huanghai bus arrived at the station, and there were already more than a dozen people on board.

Jiang Ming talked to the owner of the car and took Wan Feng and the others into the car.

A bus that can seat more than 70 people can easily take more than 30 people and even get a big top.

The window seams were glued to death and curtains were hung on the inside, and the doors were blocked with cotton curtains. The temperature in the car was okay. The only thing that was annoying was that there were two large oil drums standing at the door, with faint Diesel smell.

After all, it was a new car, and it ran very smoothly, maintaining a speed of sixty to seventy kilometers all the way south.

Wan Feng unpacked two packs of good cigarettes and sprinkled them around, then talked nonsense with people who these people knew or didn't know.

The bus ran non-stop until about 12:30. The bus was always running except for meals. The two drivers drove in shifts. They ran for fifteen hours in total. Counting the time for meals, they ran for ten hours on the road from Harbin. seven hours.

At two o'clock in the morning, a variety of passenger vehicles turned into the newly built parking lot in Wahou.