Li Jianguo laughed at this, and patted his son on the shoulder: "Awesome! That's right, it's earned!"

"What do you mean?" Liu Guoping was confused by the conversation between father and son.

"Guoping, I heard people say that less things will be worth more in the future, these two dollars are less than ten yuan printed, so they will be more valuable in the future, just this reason, but it has to be put for thirty years. Li Jianguo said with a smile, Liu Guoping seemed to understand.

"How can two pieces be less than ten? It should be more, right? I will leave it for thirty years, and I don't know if I will live or not in thirty years. Forget it, I don't care, anyway, you use your salary how you like, I'll open you a letter of introduction first. ”

"It's weird to keep money away. Money just has to be used, because if you don't use it, it's just a piece of paper. Li Yiming said to Li Jianguo.

"Let's listen to you later, think for yourself first. Li Jianguo didn't care, he also felt that his son didn't blindly believe those books now, but was slowly thinking about some deeper questions.

That's a good thing.

Because if the society develops to the same state after 30 years, it can always explain something called objective laws, and if you dare to mess around just because you know something in advance, it will really be like the "oolong" you say.

It doesn't matter if it's personal, but this involves the country and the nation, how can you be so careless, so son, you still have to think more and think more, and most importantly, discuss more.

Liu Guoping took the two back to the office.

Li Jianguo looked at his son and suddenly asked: "Then if a machine like a little devil is sold to us, let us pay the lathe, and then sell these two pieces back to us after thirty years, won't they make a lot of money?"

Li Yiming was stunned for a moment.

Liu Guoping turned around and said: "They don't accept RMB, they accept foreign exchange, but we have to find a way to earn foreign exchange, but foreign exchange is not easy to make now!

"I know what they want. Li Yiming's face flushed, "They want that mine, that rare earth mine." ”

"What?" The two adults looked at Li Yiming so excited, and hurriedly asked, if the little devil wants it, it must be a good thing.

"It's that there are rare earth metal mines in our country, Dad, do you remember the row on the periodic table, Uncle Guoping, do you have a dictionary?" asked Li Yiming.

Liu Guoping hurriedly found a dictionary and came over.

Li Yiming turned to the periodic table and pointed to a grid: "It's called lanthanum, which is a metal ......."

His finger moved to the strip below: "These are, and... This yttrium and scandium are also counted, seventeen kinds, all of which belong to rare earth metals. ”

"Very important?" asked Liu Guoping.

"It's very important, all high-tech things will use it, and the book says that without them, those electronic devices can't be built, and without electronic devices, there is nothing to sell for a high price. ”

Li Yiming tried hard to think about the descriptions in the story, and it was really difficult to explain something to the two adults that he knew only half about, but he could give an example.

"Just like the photocopier, without the materials made of rare earth metals, you can't build a lot of key equipment in it, and you don't have that machine. But now they are taking away such an important mine of ours at a very cheap price, and then they can build such a machine and sell it to us at a high price with a little bit! When our country develops, we will have no mines!"

The two adults were in a cold sweat when they heard it, so it is treason to say that selling mines cheaply is treason!

"Dad, I'm going to write something more. Li Yiming said anxiously, sat down and took out a pen and paper from his bag.

Li Jianguo looked at Liu Guoping: "Children have ideas and want to write them into the story." ”

"Is it useful to write a story?" Liu Guoping was puzzled, he didn't know who to report to when he heard this kind of thing.

Li Jianguo sighed: "There are more people watching, everyone knows about it, the little devils can't take advantage of it, they should be bullying us now." In fact, it's not just little devils, foreign devils are the same. And... There's so much we don't understand!"

By the end, it's already heavy.

When there is no way, it is also a way to let the child write a story, Liu Guoping's expression also became serious: "Yiming, you are not in a hurry, write slowly, I will make a few calls next door first." ”

Li Yiming replied softly, he is now going to write this matter into "Meow Meow Shop", before the bald Johnson burned a certain ridge.

Looking at Li Jianguo's somewhat hesitant eyes, Liu Guoping said: "Call that old Wu and see what time he can pass." I'll help you ask about the hotel. ”

After saying that, he went out.

Li Jianguo took a cigarette and didn't light it, sniffed it lightly under his nose, and looked at his son's brushstrokes with a somewhat heavy gaze.

From his point of view, it was easy to see what his son had written.

There was an orchard to be opened on the hill behind Meowmeow's shop, and everyone dug up a lot of soil, and found some pots and plates from a very early age.

One day, a guest from Fuso Island named Hontaro came to the village, and when he saw those things, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a greedy look flashed.

He casually took some candy and gave it to the villagers, who loved the beautiful sweets.

Seeing that everyone was eating happily and still wanted, Hontaro took out another bag of candy: "There are still candy, but I want something, there is a big hole in my backyard, I want to fill it." Can you give me this soil, I will help you carry it, these pots and plates, I also want, I can take them to feed the chickens, although we produce foot basins, but there are more chickens, and now there are not enough pots. ”

The villagers were very happy that the useless soil could be exchanged for something delicious, and immediately agreed.

Hontaro asked if there was anything else to do, and he said that the slag from the steel mill in the village would be useful to fill the pit, and if so, he could also exchange it for candy.

Meow Meow looked at the guest curiously, and at this moment, the copy of "Blue Cat Three Thousand Questions" on its body was constantly beating and whining alarm.

Meow Meow took out the book and saw a line of red words appear on it: Attention, this is a liar.

Meow Meow was shocked and quickly opened the book.

There is a lot of information in the book, which tells Meow Meow: these soils are not ordinary soils, they are valuable minerals and important resources. It contains a very rare metal, known as rare earth metal, which is an indispensable material in the electronics industry. There's that metal in the slag as well.

And that Fuso Hontaro wants to use these back to make high-tech products, and each of those products will cost a lot of money to buy later, and even they can be used as weapons to invade others......

Li Yiming wrote this and suddenly stopped.