Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Chapter 1037 How Steel Is Tempered (Fifth Watch)

It is certain that the young man behind Shamilov is a master, at the same level as Han Guang's family.

Let the two masters meet with each other with their eyes. Anyway, no matter how sharp the eyes are, they can't hurt the innocent.

"Haha, Shabilov, I haven't seen you for three days, it seems that something has changed."

"Wan! Can you see it? Then can you see where I have changed? Am I handsome again?"

"Pull it down, you can be called handsome by women like you. In the eyes of our women in Huaguo, you are just a piece of shit. Your change is not in appearance but in temperament. You seem to be more confident than before, no Is it because of the bad old man behind you?"

Alexei's brows twitched a few times, this Huaguo youth dared to call him a bad old man!

Believe it or not, this bad old man makes you dumb forever?
But it's difficult, the guy who looks like an iron tower next to Huaguo youth is hard to deal with, maybe he can't be dealt with, who makes him young.

Shamilov hurriedly took over the conversation: "This is my uncle Alexei, who was a friend of my father who grew up bare buttocked. I came with me today to have a look. I promised to treat him to Huaguo's hot pot."

Since the other party was Shamilov's uncle, Wan Feng naturally wanted to say hello.

"Hello, Uncle Alexei! Welcome to Huaguo, may our friendship last forever."

Alexai finally didn't have to look sharper than Han Guang's family, and greeted Wan Feng with a smile: "Hello, Huaguo youth, may our friendship last as long as the water of the Amur River."

Pull it down, there is blood of our Hua people in this Longjiang River.

It is you who let these blood flow in the Longjiang River.

However, these words can only be buried in the stomach, and the current situation does not mention these historical events.

To Wan Feng's surprise, Alexei extended his hand to Han Guang's family.

These two guys have finished comparing their eyes. Is this a competition of hands?

After the hand strength competition, it is estimated that it should be compared to wrestling.

It was a matter between their masters, and had nothing to do with Wan Feng. He was going to make a deal with Shamilov now.

"Shabilov, how many tons of supplies did you send me this time?"

"One hundred tons of high-quality urea!"

"Just say one hundred tons and you don't need to add adjectives."

"This is a tradition of the long history of our Russian nation."

This product is actually dragged on the dung pile of ducks. It has a long history in front of us Chinese people. Do you know how to write dead characters in Chinese?
The truck was parked outside and there was a special person to check and accept it. Wan Feng didn't have to worry about it, the boss had to act like a boss.

"So what goods are you going to exchange this time?"

"Forty boxes of liquor, ten boxes of ham."

This is only the exchange volume of [-] tons of goods?

"What about the rest?"

"The rest I want to exchange for these." Shamilov took out a piece of paper, which listed some ant texts that Wan Feng saw circled.

Wan Feng handed it to Liang Bingyu casually: "Translate it."

"Canned meat, canned fruit, thermos, snow cotton shoes, down jacket, towel, underwear..."

There are more than 20 kinds of products in total.

Is this guy planning to open a department store in Cloth?
This is more troublesome.

Fortunately, Wan Feng has established his own currency exchange system, no matter what is priced according to the value of wine.

After Wan Feng marked the same number of Shamilovs, he wasted more than an hour.

"Wan! I have already recruited some people in Cloth City, there are about thirteen or four now, and I rented a wood processing factory that was abandoned last year as a base."

Wan Feng immediately looked at Shamilov with admiration: "Comrade Xiao Sha, it's fine! The poles have been pulled up after three days of not seeing each other. It's not bad, but the people you recruit must be reliable."

"A few years ago when I was hanging out on the street, the brothers who hung out with me had no background or influence. I took them all in."

This is fine, it seems that Shamilov really has training value.

One hundred tons of chemical fertilizer made Zhang Shiqian's frown a little less, but there were still more wolves and less meat, and this amount of supplies was still not enough to distribute.

More than a dozen people from the agricultural reclamation system each divided ten tons. What's the use of this?
"Xiao Wan, this amount is still not enough, it's still small."

"You have to eat one bite at a time, and be careful to eat it to death. Let me ask Shabilov how much potential he has. If he fails, I will go over there and directly buy the inventory of the fertilizer factory over there."

Now Wan Feng can also see that even if Shamilov sends [-] tons a day, it is not enough to do?

"One thousand tons a day!"

Shamilov's eyeballs almost flew out.

What an appetite the Chinese people have.

"This won't work. I have to sell the goods I bought back before I have the funds to buy fertilizers. This will take a cycle."

"Can you be any more stupid? You won't exchange the goods directly for fertilizers at a price, so you'll have time to return your funds! Besides, don't expect to sell some goods by yourself. You can wholesale them and earn less money yourself. Wouldn’t the volume of goods be more? The speed of returning funds will also be greatly accelerated.”

Shamilov slapped his head: "That's right! I just thought about selling it myself."

"Also, I decided to give you supplies worth a thousand boxes of wine on credit, and send me a thousand tons of fertilizer a day later, and try to move all the stocks in your fertilizer factory to me before our Huaguo. You are now Now that I have a manpower, I can properly get steel for me."

Shamilov is indeed worthy of training, so increase the intensity of training.

This stems from Shamilov's courage and city power, and of course it also stems from the little old man that Han Guang's family attaches great importance to.

With such a person by Shabilov's side, Wan Feng didn't think this guy would die halfway.

Shamilov was overjoyed upon hearing this.

Supplies worth a thousand cases of wine are assets worth millions of rubles. With these things, he can do a lot.

The substance worth a thousand boxes of liquor requires some calculations, and it cannot be imagined by the head.

This Shamilov wanted to go back to the city of Buenos Aires to find a professional to do the calculations.

Speaking of steel, Shamilov remembered those tanks.

"Tank? Buried in the ground?"

"When the troops gathered at the border were withdrawn two years ago, those who disliked those heavy machinery getting in the way, don't bury them all."

Wan Feng sighed, it is the Empire after all, tanks that can go to the front line just don't want them, that's silly.

If Maozi lived his life carefully and carefully, how could he collapse so quickly.

"Yes! As much as you want, but this can only belong to scrap iron and steel, I can only pay half of the price, and you have to cut it, so you can't just bring it in as it is, or you may not be able to pass the test."

As long as Wanfeng wanted it just now, the profit of steel products is more than ten times higher than that of chemical fertilizers.

A ton of ordinary steel is now more than a thousand yuan in China, and high-quality steel is tens of thousands of yuan.

Will the steel used to build tanks be junk?

(End of this chapter)