On this day, Fang Yuan left later than usual, taught the little junior brother kung fu all day, and then waited for the master to have dinner, and after the master fell asleep, Fang Yuan silently walked out of the Taoist temple.

"Whew~"

The sun in the sky had already set, Fang Yuan stood at the door of the Taoist temple and let out a sigh, he came to the door of the Taoist temple, but suddenly he didn't want to leave like this, and stood up quietly in the night for a while.

After standing for a while, Fang Yuan suddenly turned around and returned to the Taoist temple, and then carefully touched the door of the master, touched the money bag in his arms, thought about it, he turned around and left again, and then walked all the way to the door of the junior brother, and then took out the money bag and tied it to the doorknob.

There is not much money in the money bag, but there are seven small yellow croakers, plus more than 20 big boys, which is enough to improve the food in the temple!

After putting the money bag away, Fang Yuan let out a soft breath, turned around and slowly left.

On the way from the junior brother's room to the master's room and then to the door of the Taoist temple, Fang Yuan turned his head three times, and finally took a deep look at this place that made him feel more than the Ye family, and then turned around and left resolutely.

"Sasa~"

The night wind blew Fang Yuan's clothes rustling, and the soft strength that had already been completed was easily used by Fang Yuan in the hurry, making him walk extremely fast, and he arrived at the foot of the mountain in just a moment.

There were already cars and men with guns in their waists waiting here.

"Brother Yuan!"

A young man with a sincere face saw Fang Yuan coming, and hurriedly greeted him through the car door, Fang Yuan nodded lightly, lowered his head, and sat in the back row.

Seeing Fang Yuan get into the car, the young man closed the car door and sat in the driver's seat, while the group of people standing on guard around him also got into the vehicles parked in front and behind.

"Brother Yuan, where are you going?"

Starting the car, Wu Idiot Lin turned his face to Fang Yuan, who was sitting behind, and asked in a low voice.

"I heard that the textile factory has made stockings, so you can take me to see the condition first."

Fang Yuan tapped his fingers quietly, his eyes lingering on the rearview mirror, but as the car moved, the Taoist temple finally disappeared from sight.

……………………

Fang Yuan's weaving yard was not in the city, but was built by him in the mountains far away from Foshan City.

The car could not continue to drive at the foot of a mountain, so it had to stop in the backyard of an inn built at the foot of the mountain, and the group began to walk towards the mountain on foot.

Led by Fang Yuan, more than 20 young people, including Wu Idiot Lin, were all sturdy people who had practiced martial arts since childhood, and they crossed the first mountain in just a while.

When you climb to the top of the second mountain, you will see a very hidden building that is not easy to spot even if you are leaning on it.

There were many sturdy young men guarding the building, and they all hurriedly saluted when they saw Fang Yuan, but everyone did not stop, but went around the building and finally got into a car.

Then, in the sound of a car rolling over the track, several people sitting in a special minecart quickly shuttled through the mountains and forests, and when they stopped, the low roar of the machine was already heard around them.

When they arrived here, Fang Yuan and his party got out of the car, and after they walked out, someone came to greet them, and then in a wooden house, Fang Yuan saw what he had ordered to start manufacturing years ago.

Stockings!

"It's our latest result, it's elastic and the open toe isn't so easy to break."

Director Zhou Qingquan introduced the results in front of him with anxiety, but he didn't know that Fang Yuan had already ticked this product in his heart.

"It's the best we've ever done right now, boss, look ......."

Zhou Qingquan's apprehension was clearly written on his face, God was pitiful, he had made clothes all his life, and it was the first time he had met such a strict boss.

In order to create the stockings in front of him, he went back to the furnace and rebuilt them, and changed them ten times!

"Well, this time it's okay, starting tomorrow, mass production!"

Fang Yuan touched the stockings in his hand and waited for a while, before giving a satisfactory answer, which made the other party feel relieved and overjoyed.

Finally, I don't have to change it!

"Martial Idiot Forest, while stepping up time training from today, we must also carry out a certain amount of protection here, and it is best not to be discovered."

After giving Zhou Qingquan a satisfied smile, Fang Yuan nodded and left, in the specially installed carriage on the minecart track, Fang Yuan said to the martial idiot Lin who was following him.

"Well, I know Brother Yuan."

Wu Idiot Lin nodded his head, his expression a little solemn.

"Also, now that the stockings are ready, you can also inform those sent to the West to be ready."

"Okay, Brother Yuan!"

Wu Idiot Lin nodded hurriedly, and Fang Yuan smiled easily.

"The problem of stockings is solved, the problem of money is solved, and the manufacturers of anti-inflammatory drugs in the West can continue to communicate, and the best technology can be learned, and you can buy it if you can't learn it."

"Then, we will strive to improve the medical skills of our brothers as soon as possible, store medicinal herbs, food, books, dig crypts, etc., and all of these must increase progress."

"Especially the crypts excavated in the mountains, it doesn't matter how much, they need to be deep and big enough, but you must be careful!"

"Even, create a hidden and safe gathering place in this deep mountain and old forest."

On the minecart, Fang Yuan told the things that he had said one by one that he didn't know how many times, and Wu Idiot Lin, who had also listened to it countless times, was still listening carefully.

"Before you go back, take me to the arsenal to have a look......"

Returning to the outpost on the top of the mountain, Fang Yuan walked out of the building made of reinforced concrete, hidden in the tall woods, with walls three meters thick and two-thirds of the height buried in the mountain, looking at the moon that had risen overhead, and muttered to Wu Idiot Lin.

"Yes, Brother Yuan!"

Wu Idiot Lin immediately replied yes, and then several people got into the building again, got on the minecart that drove in the other direction, and in the sound of the wheels turning, they came to another building guarded by a hundred young men with rifles.

"Password!"

"China."

"Correct."

"Password."

"Zhixing"

"Correct."

After two consecutive rounds of the prescribed mutual question and answer password strategy, the thick wall door closed in front slowly fell, and at the same time, the originally open wall door on the other side closed, revealing two sturdy men.

"It's Brother Yuan, come and see the warehouse!"

Wu Idiot Lin was the first to get out of the car, and the two men hurriedly stood upright, and hurriedly saluted after seeing Fang Yuan come down.

"Brother Yuan!"

"Hmm!"

Fang Yuan nodded lightly, Wu Idiot Lin walked in front with more than a dozen personal guards, and he and more than a dozen guards walked into the lighted passage together.

Walking dozens of steps inside, a stronger gate appeared, Fang Yuan entered the password and then pulled down the hand gate, and the gate automatically opened to both sides, revealing the things that filled the entire field of vision and were covered by army green leather cloth.

The guards quickly followed to guard the surroundings, and Fang Yuan walked inside, then lifted a piece of leather cloth, revealing the wooden boxes that were covered inside.

"Click."

The lid of the wooden box opened, and ten brand-new firearms neatly stacked came into view.

Type 03 rifle, the standard firearm of the U.S. military before 1936!

"Click......"

Fang Yuan casually picked up a gun, quickly played with it in his hand a few times, and then put it back in its place, covered it, and came to another area.

Five brand-new Thomson submachine guns were lined up in front of them, and the number of less expensive Thomson submachine guns was significantly higher.

FANG YUAN CONTINUED TO LOOK INSIDE, BLANCING LIGHT MACHINE GUNS, MARK II GRENADES, MOUNTAIN GUNS, CUSTOM 50 MM EASY AND SAFE THROWING BARRELS, EXPLOSIVES, BULLETS, SHELLS, MINES......

Boxes of materials were classified and placed in special warehouses at intervals of a hundred meters, these were all the resources that Fang Yuan had worked hard to accumulate over the years!

Among them, most of them are American-style weapons, which is something that cannot be helped, who makes it easier to make money over there......

The reason why Master Xu and Father Ye looked like that to him was because they learned that he was secretly accumulating strength and hoarding firearms in the deep mountains, and they did it in their hearts.

There is nothing but rebellion!

Not to mention, he also came into contact with a certain bandit, and his attitude is still so ambiguous!