Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Chapter 1040 Imagination limited by poverty

Alixai, who originally thought he was desperate to beat the Chinese to restore his glory, couldn't sit still this time, and his face turned pale.

But because he is white, no matter how white his face is, he can't show it.

Alexai looked at Chen Dao with his bottle of wine turned upside down without blinking.

Is this wine so good?

They have always been known as a fighting nation, and few of them drink like this!

After drinking it dry in one gulp, Chen Dao wiped some of his mouth and made a gesture of please: "I'll do it first, please!"

Please fart, if he drums up a bottle like this, it is estimated that this old bone will be confessed in a foreign country.

Seeing that Chen Dao's hand took another bottle, Alexai groaned secretly.

This is like encountering a wine barrel!This old guy can't be a bartender, this is too drinkable.

Shamilov was dumbfounded, staring blankly at Chen Dao who was drinking like water.

This guy's subordinates are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers, there are such people.

"Did he drink wine?" Shamilov asked dumbly.

"You can ask him to pour some for you to try."

Shamilov shook his head subconsciously.

Wan Feng saw that Alexei's arrogance had disappeared, so he opened his mouth.

"Uncle Alexei, have you finished your drink? Don't drink any more?"

Alexei shook his head mechanically, the root of his tongue was stiff: "I won't drink it, I won't drink it, I can't drink it! This guy can drink too much, how much wine can he drink?"

"Not much, only six or seven bottles. He's not the most drinkable. We still have one who hasn't come here. Does that person drink fifteen or six bottles?"

Wan Feng was talking nonsense seriously.

Alexai's face froze, fifteen or sixteen bottles?This…

It is very appropriate to describe people as having enough food and wine to eat and drink well.

It is debatable whether Alixai is full of food now, but he must have drunk enough wine. After drinking a full stomach, he can hear the sound of his stomach rattling when he walks, and his whole body smells of alcohol.

Alexai was dejected, he had never messed with anyone when he came to Huaguo today, and he was defeated in drinking.

The purpose of his coming today is to kill the arrogance of the Chinese people, so that Shamilov can gain an advantage in dealing with them in the future.

This kind of psychological tactic has always been popular in the Soviet army.

Whoever has the psychological advantage will win the final victory.

But he never expected that not only did he not kill the opponent's arrogance, but his own arrogance was killed to very little.

Good thing it's just business.

There are such talents in Huaguo.

Shamilov exchanged items and Wan Feng promised to pack two Kamas for his thousand cases of liquor in advance.

Wan Feng circled Kamas twice.

Automobiles are also in short supply in Huaguo now, so the output of the FAW and the Second Automobile is simply a drop in the bucket.

In the transaction sequence of trucks, although the tariffs are considerable, there is also a huge room for transactions. At least until [-], there was a huge demand for trucks in China.

I don't know how much material can be exchanged for a truck to come back?
Can twenty cases of wine be exchanged for a new car?
It is estimated that it is not feasible now, and it is still possible to wait until the moment of domestic chaos in the Soviet Union in [-], but it may be difficult now.

Even if twenty cases of wine can't be exchanged, then add another twenty cases!Almost enough.

The domestic price of Camas is about 6 yuan, and the exact price is [-] yuan.

Even if Wan Feng exchanged 1000 boxes of wine for a truck, the cost would be only more than [-] yuan, and there would be an astonishing profit after deducting tariffs.

What if Shamilov purchased a new car over there, loaded it with fertilizer and pulled it here, and then the Soviet driver walked back and left the truck and fertilizer here?

What a plan it is.

But new cars need running-in. Does Shamilov have the patience to run-in these cars?

A truck that doesn't run in well is a junk vehicle that won't be around for long.

What if dumping a used truck?
Wan Feng quickly vetoed this idea. The customs clearance procedures for second-hand goods are too cumbersome.

From the truck Wanfeng thought of the Lada sedan produced in the Soviet Union, the Soviet Lada car was also included.

It seems that the control of cars is relatively strict. I don't know if the policy allows it. I will ask Qu Yang later.

Shamilov said goodbye to Wan Feng by the Long River.

Promise that he will start dumping fertilizers and collecting steel when he goes back, and at the same time ask Wan Feng for the quotation of the truck.

After sending Shamilov away, Wan Feng found Zhang Shiqian.

Zhang Shiqian made a profit of 1 yuan after changing hands for [-] tons of chemical fertilizers, and he looked a little complacent.

"You're happy, maybe one day someone will beat you if you're targeted, and then soak you in a hole in the ice and sink you into the Longjiang River, then you'll be dead in a foreign country."

"Bah bah! Crow's mouth, why are you talking so hard?"

"Good medicine is good for the disease, and good advice is bad for the ear. If you have a crow's mouth like me nagging in your ear every day, you can live at least 1000 years."

"Get out! Curse people around the corner, don't think I don't know that the one who can live for 1000 years is a bastard."

"Heh, you hang out every day, and you don't know what's going on at home. How do you know that you're not a bastard?"

"Cut! You still have the face to say to others, don't you have a bird taste, and you have two, if your head is green, it will be double-layered."

After talking for a long time, the two began to talk about the topic.

"In a few days, Shabilov..."

"Wait! You said how bad you are. His name is Shamilov, but you just talk about Shabilov. Are you bullying others and don't know what Shabilov means?"

Wan Feng laughed: "Of course he doesn't know? Even if he knows that I scolded him, he doesn't know what the Chinese word Shabi means."

"Sooner or later Shabi... bah bah! You led him into the ditch, sooner or later he won't know?"

"So what if I know? Maybe he even thanked me for giving him a nickname?"

"Just talk nonsense!"

"Shabilov will bring in the steel in a few days. The varieties include cold-rolled thin plates, high-grade stainless steel plates, and scrap steel. My selling price for cold-rolled thin plates is [-] tons, and high-grade stainless steel plates are [-] tons. tons, [-] tons of scrap steel. You can contact the next company to see if they can ship, and after contacting, give some shares to Qin Suzhen, and I promise to give her."

Zhang Shiqian blinked for a while: "Your price doesn't seem to be low, and the scrap steel is still two thousand and one tons? Who wants it?"

"Don't you ask what scrap steel is? It's all tanks! Do you think the steel used to make tanks will be scrap steel?"

"Tank? Do you dare to dump the tank? Are you not afraid to go in and drink tea?"

"It's all scrapped. The Soviets buried the tanks in the ground. Is it illegal to bring them in as scrap steel?"

Zhang Shiqian couldn't accept this information for a while. He didn't understand why the scrapped tanks were buried in the ground. Wouldn't it be good to return them to the furnace?

Wan Feng gave Zhang Shiqian a sentence decades later: Poverty limits your imagination.

(End of this chapter)