Feng Yiping watched Huang Jingping take out the same things from the box, a bag of dried fish with a silver-white glow on the length of the middle finger, a bag of dried shrimp that should also be fished up from the river, a neat bag of dried daylily, a bag of sun-dried black fungus (the appearance is crooked), a bag of sugar-colored persimmons, and a bag of dried sweet potatoes with the same specifications.

Sure enough, just like what County Magistrate Zhao said, they are all worthless hometown products, but they are much more exquisite than those made by their own family.

What's more, as the saying goes, when sending goose feathers for thousands of miles, the courtesy is light and affectionate, which is much heavier than goose feathers.

Wen Hong, who hadn't gone to the training yet, still asked, "This is sent by the county magistrate?"

Huang Jingping nodded.

Feng Yiping was too lazy to wash his hands, and picked up a persimmon cake with chopsticks, with a unique fragrance, with a unique sweetness, it was really the taste of his hometown, "This is the reason why County Magistrate Zhao is the county magistrate, and Wang Ganqing is just a town magistrate,"

Huang Jingping coughed, oh, I forgot that her father was just a deputy mayor.

"Don't worry, uncle didn't have a chance before, but now that he has a chance, in a few years, he will throw a small bureaucrat like Wang Ganqing a few miles away, and when the time comes, you will be the second generation of authentic officials. Feng Yiping immediately remedied.

"Just you can talk," Huang Jingping smiled and picked out a dried sweet potato and fed it to him.

"Hey, pay attention, I'm still here," After living together for a few days, Wen Hong's lively and spicy energy has come back a little bit.

"Then I'll feed you too," Huang Jingping ran after Wen Hong with dried sweet potatoes.

Feng Yiping looked at them with a smile, picked up the mobile phone that vibrated on the table, it was the fixed phone of the third uncle's family, which was rare, but he didn't expect it to be his grandfather on the other end, "Yiping, let me ask you, are you doing business with the Japanese?"

"Yes, we took over a business at the Canton Fair and did a good job. There will be orders all year round, and parents will organize food factory production. ”

Grandpa didn't care about this, "I know what you said, you forgot what I told you before? Little Japan built a turret on the hill behind the town, and I don't know how many families in the town were harmed.

That turret often fired outwards at night. One of my cousins was on a night trip when he broke his leg by the devil on the turret, and he died after only two days of carrying him home.

Now that life is passable, then why do you want to do business with Little Japan?"

Feng Yiping had heard these things happen to his grandfather, but for Feng Yiping, these things were too far away, even the Japanese artillery tower on the mountain behind the town. Now there is not a trace of it, he remembers that after hearing this, he felt that it was not easy to win the War of Resistance against Japan, and the Japanese devils even effectively occupied a small place like them.

However, now that Feng Yiping thinks about it, unlike those who learned about that suffering through history, documentaries, photos, few ruins, and various anti-Japanese film and television dramas, his grandfather lived in the Japanese-occupied area when he was young and witnessed the atrocities of the Japanese invaders back then. In front of him, many relatives died innocently under the guns of the Japanese, and such hatred is indeed difficult to let go.

It's useless to talk about the big truths. You don't expect an old man in his seventies to have the same perspective of the overall situation as a member of the Politburo.

Hearing this, my grandfather is very excited now, "I told your parents, and they said that this is a contract signed and cannot be breached." Otherwise, if you lose money, I will ask you, are you like them, and you must do this business?

When my grandfather was talking, the phone kept ringing the prompt of a new call, needless to say, it must have been my parents' call, but they didn't move as fast as my grandfather.

Feng Yiping glanced at the two girls who were still laughing over there, and slowly walked upstairs, racking his brains to prepare words, "If I had been born at that time, I would definitely be like you, helping the guerrillas fight the Japanese devils, but what should we do now?

Listen to me grandpa, just this kind of dried radish, we sell it in convenience stores, less than one piece, according to their requirements, the size is exactly the same, and sell it to them for two dollars and four, then you say, is it better for us to make money from little devils, or not to make money from little devils?"

"Anyway, I think making more money from Little Japan can be regarded as a way to take revenge, you say, grandfather?" Feng Yiping asked.

Grandpa didn't speak, only heard him panting, and after a while, he "banged" and hung up the phone.

Feng Yiping touched his forehead, there were sweat stains on it, this was an entry point for the chapter, and his grandfather finally listened to it.

He looked at the missed calls displayed on his mobile phone, and called back, "Dad, yes, I just finished talking to my grandfather on the phone, yes, I said the reason, he was not as angry as he was at the beginning, I think, you should go with your mother, tell him the reason, he is so old, the mood is better than anything." ”

Seriously, when Feng Yiping received Sato's convenience order, he didn't expect such a thing to come out.

In fact, speaking of which, he doesn't have much of a good impression of us, a neighbor with a strip of water, he has some personal opinions, devils and sticks, there are some commonalities, in many aspects, mainly in small aspects, they do better than us, such as traditional etiquette, they inherit and retain a lot of Tang style and Song Yun.

However, the biggest problem is that they have no concept of right and wrong at all on some major issues of right and wrong.

For example, the stick, saying that this person is theirs, that festival is theirs, I can't wait to say that those dynasties in our history are all their vassals, and even the state has come forward to UNESCO to preemptively register some of our traditional festivals.

The devil doesn't mention it, the evidence is ironclad, or he doesn't admit it, sometimes when he sees the speeches of those politicians on the news, he can't wait to be born decades early, and fight with real knives and guns.

So he actually supports those initiatives to boycott Japanese products, and he doesn't use them if he can.

Therefore, what he was most unaccustomed to later was the public knowledge that said that the boycott of Japanese products was really ridiculous, and the public reason was that as far as the various household appliances at home were concerned, there was no one who did not use Japanese parts.

Is this a sophistry or not? These bullshit people know that they have secretly changed their concepts and boycotted Japanese products, which is an attitude and is to use as little as possible; although they cannot be 100 percent boycotted, but a boycott of several tens of percent is not a boycott? Is it not effective? Because it cannot be done 100 percent, is there no need to do it?

When he was in junior high school, he said to Huang Jingping that he wanted to learn Japanese to make Japanese money, and it was really from the heart, but before he could learn it, by chance, the Japanese found it by themselves, how can you let go of such an opportunity?

After Feng Zhenchang called his son, he felt that what Feng Yiping said made sense, and if he didn't explain the reason clearly, the pimple in the old father-in-law's heart would not be dispersed, and as soon as he discussed it with Mei Qiuping, they rushed to Mei's house in the afternoon.

Under the persuasion of his son-in-law and daughter-in-law, Mei Jianzhong finally felt that what everyone said made sense, and it was better to make money from small Japan than not to make money from small Japan.

So he called Feng Yiping again, "Yiping, I thought about it, what you said is right, then think of more ways to make the business bigger and make more money with them." ”

"Okay grandfather, I'll listen to you and think of a way right away," Feng Yiping was very happy, it was not easy to ask his grandfather to turn this corner.

Hehe, what a cute little old man!

However, Mr. Oberyang said that Mr. Sato would like to have the opportunity to visit the factory, and now it seems that it would be best to hide it from his grandfather, otherwise who knows what he will do. (To be continued.) )