59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

Chapter 735 What History Books Won’t Say

At dinner time, Chen Li felt a little uncomfortable without Zhang Haixing.

The main reason was that without Sister Zhang, the little girl had to pick up the food and pour her own soda by herself.

She is older now, and Chen Feng no longer gives her the opportunity to be lazy.

"So, this time when it went to the countryside, the Red Star Commune got four more temporary workers?" The old man drank and chatted while he slowly peeled the crabs, occasionally pinching the crab claws open.

Unlike Chen Hao, Chen Li and Fatty Wang, who would bite the crab claws into pieces in order to eat more.

Swallowing something whole is extremely cruel and evil!

"Well, there are three at the factory and one at the security department." Chen Jianjun said, "I have already arranged this. Even if the old branch secretary doesn't say anything, according to the previous rules, one will be arranged for the commune."

"Two hundred and sixty-seven people from the commune joined the army, but only thirty-two returned. They made a huge contribution."

The old man nodded. He was very familiar with this matter. Most of those people were trained with his son.

"But this old Party secretary who was transferred from another commune sounds quite shameless. I'm afraid the factory director and his people will have to cry poor and beg for alms in the future."

Chen Jianjun wanted to laugh when he thought of this. Crying poor is just like looking for trouble.

Especially this time, when Lao Niu saw the fish, he couldn't help but buy a large amount of it, which resulted in him losing money and inevitably being tormented by the old man.

While her father was talking, Chen Li stretched her neck to look at the soda bottle in front of him.

After comparing the little hands, they were still too short.

Chen Jianjun drank some wine at noon and didn't want to drink anymore at night, so he switched to iced soda at home. Of course, according to Chen Feng, this was actually orange juice.

However, the three children in the family insisted that it was soda.

There is no way around it. Now a bottle of soda costs one cent (including the bottle), and drinking Arctic Ocean soda is fashionable among young boys and girls on the streets.

It seems that drinking this stuff will be as cool as drinking 82 Lafite in the future!

I also got a psychological feeling from drinking it!

"Big pot, I still want to drink soda."

"No, you've already had two cups, drink the fish soup instead." Chen Feng stopped him.

He brewed all the soda at home, mostly with well water and a small amount of fruit juice, but he was afraid that the little girl would wet the bed in the middle of the night, even though she hadn't done that for a long time.

"But it's a big pot and the fish soup is hot, without any ice!" Chen Li doesn't like fish soup. To be more precise, she prefers ice sweet soda.

After dinner, they ate up all the crabs on the plate.

There was a small mountain of crab shells piled in front of Chen Li, Chen Hao, Fatty Wang and Chen Jianjun.

After Chen Feng finished eating, he put the remaining pot of crabs into the food box, and added a braised carp and a plate of fried ginseng chicken slices.

There are great differences of opinion in the medical community in later generations about the true medicinal effects of ginseng. The Chinese Pharmacopoeia does not list ginseng as a medicine, but rather regards it as a health food and food.

This is a bit similar to venison. The Chen family has eaten so many pure yang fairy beasts, so their yang energy is indeed very pure!

But at present, everyone firmly believes that ginseng is a great tonic.

"Xiao Feng, take this bottle of wine to Guan Shan." The old man also gave him a bottle of health-preserving wine.

Chen Feng put the wine into his backpack.

"Lily, do you want to come with me to visit Grandpa Guan?"

Chen Li showed her white teeth and asked, "Big Pot, can I go there by bike?"

"no!"

"Then I won't go!" Chen Li turned her head and acted like a spoiled child.

She has always wanted to ride a bicycle out to show off, especially to take it to school to show off to the younger brothers and sisters in her class.

But the old man did not agree to this matter.

Chen Feng also clenched his teeth.

You can't show off after you own a car. What's the difference between this and before you bought it? Didn't her first place score go in vain?

The little girl decided that she couldn't play happily with the big pot anymore!

"Okay then, I'll go by myself."

As soon as Chen Feng finished speaking, Chen Li immediately stood up and ran onto the motorcycle bed in the yard outside.

She remembered that Grandpa Guan always gave her some small gifts.

I rode a motorcycle to Guan Yushan’s house and saw the old man playing chess with his old friends on the side of the road in the alley.

"Teacher, have you eaten?"

"Grandpa Guan, I brought you some delicious food!" Chen Li said, holding up the food box: "I'm not full yet!"

"Haha, then you eat with me." Guan Shan couldn't help laughing.

"Yeah!" Chen Li said happily.

Actually, Lu Shan had eaten, but it was just a bowl of porridge. He had no children to support him in his old age, and he lived entirely on government subsidies and He Yushui's help.

However, with the addition of Chen Feng, the nutrition gradually became richer.

"No more, who will take over from me?"

"What the hell are you doing? You only have one general and one horse cannon left. You're bound to lose!" his opponent cursed with a smile.

Lu Shan said stubbornly: "That's not necessarily true. I have set a trap long ago. But now my students are here, so I can only eat first. You guys continue."

He stood up from the steps, walked in front, and led them into the yard.

"Did you bring food?"

Chen Feng said speechlessly: "Didn't I send you a few bags of rice?"

So much rice was sent to him before, and based on his understanding of mountains, it was enough for him to eat porridge for several months.

"I donated it to the orphanage. These days, dozens of children have been sent from other places. The director of the orphanage came to ask me if I could adopt one or two. This is ridiculous!"

Guan Shan smiled and washed the rice, preparing to cook some rice.

Many orphans were sent to the disaster area, some to Inner Mongolia, some to Beijing, and some to Shanghai.

Chen Feng couldn't help but think of that old bastard Yi Zhonghai. This guy had a good income, but he would rather have a blood-sucking apprentice or a stupid pillar than adopt an orphan. He was really an old Guizhou guy.

Isn’t an adopted son more reliable than an apprentice?

It deserved the big depreciation in the 1990s, the pension money can’t even last a year!

"How about you give it a try? You work for me, I provide the materials, you provide the connections, we can secretly exchange some antiques, and you can act as the middleman and charge 20% to 30% of the commission."

"roll!"

It’s a good idea to immediately kill the “filial student” on Shan’s part.

If Chen Feng hadn't brought more delicious food, he would have kicked them out.

Did this little bastard treat him as an employee?

Even teachers are being used and exploited!

Chen Feng said with a smile: "Don't rush to refuse, teacher, you see, because of the disaster that lasted from last year to this year, the domestic people are very conflicted about the above!"

"You can actually see how big it is."

"There are usually only a few ways to deal with conflicts. One is to resolve the conflict directly, but this cannot be done. With internal and external troubles, even if Hebei has a good harvest this year, it can only alleviate the disaster, but cannot solve the conflict of people's food and clothing."

"One can shift conflicts either externally or internally."

"But unfortunately, we can't defeat the North. Although it's a bit shameful and hateful, if we fight, we will definitely kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred of our own!"

"One thousand and five!" Guan Shan corrected with a sigh.

"Therefore, the contradiction can only be transferred internally in the end!" Chen Feng, who has been reading newspapers for half a year, said firmly.

Transfer to whom?

Of course, if you kill the pig to offer sacrifice to the gods, one is not enough, so add a few more!