Marrying an Educated Youth in 70s: I led the farm system to counterattack

Finally, Yang Mo and Qian Jinwang made dumplings together, and it was time to eat.

"It's better if you are quick. If it were me, I might be able to eat it anytime." Qian Jinwang said.

Yang Mo replied with a smile: "I'm young, I have good physical strength, my godmother must have been very agile when she was young."

Qian Jinwang shook his head and laughed: "You girl, you can speak nicely, and the godmother was almost far away when she was young."

Just chatting like this, the food came out quickly.

Dinner was ready, Feng Changshun's house was a kang table, Yang Mo sat next to Qian Jinwang, and on the opposite side was the little soldier who came with Feng Jianguo, and in the kang were the three members of the Feng family sitting cross-legged.

The wine on the table was still the same old wine that Yang Mo brought over last time. When the cork was removed, the aroma of the wine was overflowing, and Feng Jianguo was all eyes on it.

After it was poured, he didn't eat any food, so he picked up the bowl and took a bite.

"Ah, good wine, Dad, where did you get such a decent wine?" Feng Jianguo asked after taking a sip.

Feng Changshun smiled: "Xiao Mo respects me."

Feng Jianguo looked at Yang Mo cheerfully: "Sister, I never thought you could get such a good thing."

Before Yang Mo could speak, Qian Jinwang said, "What's this? You should try Xiao Mo's cooking. It's delicious."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of braised pork for his son: "It's the same with you, kid, eat something before drinking, and you won't be afraid of hurting your body."

When it was over, he pushed the plate towards the little soldier: "Little comrade, don't be too polite, it's just like your own home."

The little soldier thanked again and again.

After Feng Jianguo ate the food, he immediately picked up another chopstick. The braised pork was fat but not greasy, sweet and soft, and it melted in the mouth.

He has eaten this dish a lot outside, but compared with the one in front of him, the difference is not 01:30.

After eating two mouthfuls, Feng Jianguo put down his chopsticks, clinked another glass with Feng Jianguo, looked at Yang Mo and said, "I never thought that the little girl who didn't know anything back then is actually cooking so well now. The chefs here are amazing.”

The little soldier nodded and said, "Anyway, it's much more delicious than Squad Leader Li's."

Squad leader Li is the cooking squad leader.

Yang Mo could only bear the praise passively.

The portions of several dishes were large, so when Yang Mo brought the dumplings, Feng Jianguo and the little soldier felt full.

Feng Jianguo thought about the dumplings specially made for him, so let's try one or two. Who knew that the chopsticks would not be able to stop after one dumpling, so he insisted on making a big bowl.

The little soldier didn't give up too much, he wouldn't go hungry in the army, but he really didn't have anything to eat so he felt overwhelmed.

After the meal, Yang Mo and the godmother cleaned up the dishes, and the little soldier also helped to remove the dishes.

"You rest, Xiaomo and I just clean up, go and have a rest."

Qian Jinwang hurriedly stopped him, the one who accompanied his son was the guest, how could he let the guest do anything.

Feng Jianguo, who had eaten, told his own father about his original intention of coming back this time in the room.

"I'm also busy in the army. If you don't go this time, I'm really not sure when I'll come back."

Feng Jianguo was telling the truth. Now he is the main deputy head of the team, and he has a high probability of going further. However, there are several people crowding each step up, and he dare not relax his vigilance.

If the old couple followed suit, they would not only be able to provide for the elderly, but also stop worrying about their family.

Of course, it also depends on the wishes of the two old people, and he dare not force it.

Feng Changshun rarely asked his son for a cigarette, and smoked it by himself.

At the end, Feng Changshun spoke.

"It's okay in the past, but let's forget it this time. Your mother and I will put the house in order, and then we will go there by ourselves. You go first, so don't delay work."

Feng Jianguo had no objection, as long as he passed.

Yang Mo helped tidy it up, and asked the godmother if she wanted to live with her, but Qian Jinwang refused, as the west house had already been tidied up.

Yang Mo went to the house and chatted with him for a while, then left.

Before he was about to leave, Feng Jianguo also said that he was in a hurry this time, otherwise he would definitely take Yang Mo to run in the mountains again.

On the way back, Yang Mo was still thinking about the fact that the original owner followed him to run in the mountains when he was a child, which was a bit fun.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Yang Mo walked quickly.

When he was approaching Nantaizi, Yang Mo suddenly saw a figure carrying a bag of things in the dark night, hiding away from one side to the Datu River.

Immediately, the detector was turned on, and it scanned the figure.

It was him.

Tang Wentao.

He was in a hurry, and his pace was extremely fast.

Yang Mo was curious, it was so late, what was this guy doing at the riverside, and carrying such a big package.

The detector went to the package, and sure enough, it was full of supplies.

A large package with a layer of plastic sheeting inside, and then there are supplies inside, the same, but they are all scarce things.

Sugar, apples, animal fur.

When he got to the riverside, this guy actually had some tricks. He got into the water first, and then found an inflated car inner tube under the water near the shore.

It should be tied to a heavy object underwater, which is hidden.

Then, Tang Wentao tied the big bag under the tire, and only half of the inner tube could be seen on the surface of the water. The guy pushed the tire and swam towards the opposite bank.

Yang Mo wondered what Tang Wentao was going to do.

You must know this place, after crossing the opposite bank and walking two miles away, you will be Lao Maozi.

Could it be that he was making a deal with Lao Maozi.

That's right, Yang Mo suddenly remembered that Tang Wentao had watches and milk powder in his backpack back then, and it was indeed much easier to change them there.

Lao Maozi in the 70s was undoubtedly the most prosperous time. Although he always said that he attached importance to heavy industry and military affairs, and light industry was poor, he was definitely much stronger than Huaxia in the 70s.

Tang Wentao is good at calculating, this time the benefits are astonishing.

Yang Mo also felt that her tossing around in the black market was a bit turbulent, but she didn't expect that people had already started to play international trade, which made her, a bachelor of international trade in her previous life, feel very embarrassed.

It is impossible to say that I am not envious at this moment.

If you can go there by yourself, earn some Maozi's reeds and exchange them for rice knives, before the Maozi Kingdom disintegrates, you can earn more than ten times the exchange rate.

In particular, after the rapid development at this time, when Lao Maozi disintegrated in the 90s, if he managed it well, it would be a waste of money.

If I have such a wealth of materials, if I can catch the tide of this era, not to mention what I can get back for the country, I will not have to worry about it for a few lifetimes.

Yang Mo's eyes lit up at this moment, it seemed that he had to find a chance to chat with this guy.

How to use his channel to prepare yourself.

That night, Yang Mo didn't go home either, and entered the space directly by the river, where she wanted to stare.

If this guy is just a simple trade transaction, Yang Mo can still accept it, but there are contingencies, once Tang Wentao does something that shouldn't be done, Yang Mo has to draw a clear line to avoid getting into trouble.

Until after two o'clock, Yang Mo heard movement in the space, and immediately looked out. Unexpectedly, it was Tang Wenjun. Seeing that she was wrapped tightly, she walked carefully towards the river in front of Yang Mo. .

Yang Mo woke up immediately, it seemed that Tang Wentao was not the only one, this soft girl also participated.

Yang Mo became suspicious again, these two guys must definitely not be spies.