Feng Hua smiled and said embarrassedly: "Actually, this thing is just a temptation, and my dad doesn't know if you are reliable or not." ”

Sun Minxing's eyes lit up, and the subtext behind this sentence was powerful.

"There should be four or five times as much in the future." Feng Hua said.

"Your father's factory is big enough~" Sun Ziyue couldn't help but sigh. Today, these more than 10,000 catties of seasonings are usually enough for them to use for a year, but they are only one-fifth or sixth.

"Hmm." Feng Hua nodded: "They are provincial-level units. ”

Everyone nodded like this, their food factory is only a municipal-level unit, and the provincial-level unit is naturally not compared, if it is a provincial-level unit with good benefits, Yu Fu will produce fifty or sixty thousand catties of seasoning, or less.

"That's it..."Sun Minxing hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll go back and discuss with the people in the army to see if they still want it." "The main thing is to ask how long people can stay, if they leave next month, naturally they won't want so much. They also can't take it back and put it in the warehouse to get moldy.

After the business was over, it was not early, and everyone regretfully dispersed. When leaving, they warmly said goodbye to Sun Ziyue and Feng Hua.

Sun Ziyue was a little excited, he was stained with Fenghua's light today, and he actually let his family look at him......

Because his personality is not "pragmatic", he doesn't like to be a civil servant, but he likes to delve into some useless food, his position in the family is more embarrassing, and the elders generally look at him with a look of hatred for iron and steel.

He finally sent a light today, and his father even let him go home often when he was free...... Sun Ziyue almost burst into tears.

Feng Hua looked at him funny and helplessly, Sun Ziyue is indeed more "unpragmatic", I heard that a few years ago, when he was only a teenager, he went out to do a small business, and later he was almost characterized as a small trader because of this matter, but the family was frightened, and he also had a lot of complaints.

Later, after the opening, Sun Ziyue wanted to go to the sea, but he was also dissuaded by the whole family, and only Sun Minhang supported him.

There is no way, the social environment is like this, talking about business changes, and by the mid-nineties, ordinary people had prejudices about "self-employed".

Feng Hua and Liang Xiaohui both went back to rest, leaving Sun Ziyue alone in the courtyard with excitement.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Feng Hua and Sun Ziyue got on their bicycles and headed east.

This day happened to be a single number, and the further east you went, the louder the rumbling cannons became, but they were all scattered and not dense.

After passing through the layers of checkpoints, Feng Hua finally arrived at a small fishing village that was not evacuated closest to the battlefield.

Standing in the village and looking east, you can see cannonballs flying in the sky.

"It would be nice if it was fired at night." Sun Ziyue also stopped the bicycle and stood beside her and said with a complicated expression: "Whoosh, swish, like fireworks, it's beautiful." ”

"You've seen it?" Feng Hua asked.

"Hmm." Sun Ziyue said: "When the station first opened two years ago, my grandfather was worried about my aunt and sent several of our grandchildren to see it. ”

Feng Hua ...... This old man can, in order to see his daughter, he is not afraid to fold his grandson? Such a patriarchal old man is really rare at this time.

Seeming to know what she was thinking, Sun Ziyue said: "Before I went, my grandfather inquired in many ways, saying that there had been no war recently, and it was indeed quite peaceful in those days, who knew that on the night we arrived at my aunt's house, suddenly the cannon was fired again." It's beautiful....."

Feng Hua remembered that in her previous life, she had seen a night picture of the Kinmen artillery battle in the newspaper, which was quite beautiful.... But beneath the beauty is the cruel reality, the price of flesh and blood.

"Let's go." Feng Hua stopped sighing and asked, "Where is your aunt's house?" For these inconsequential little things, she usually doesn't ask until the end.

"Go to the supply and marketing cooperatives at the intersection to find them, my uncle is the president of the supply and marketing cooperative, and my aunt is a salesperson." Sun Tzu Yue said.

Feng Hua was stunned for a moment, and it was not surprising to think about it, the Sun family was a "squire", and there were several big and small officials, and it was unlikely that his aunt would marry a fisherman.

The two pushed their bikes forward. This is a fishing village, the village is relatively small, there are only two dirt roads that are not wide in the vertical and horizontal directions, and it has just rained a few days ago, and it is very muddy.

"It's my fault that I forgot to change your rain boots." Sun Ziyue looked at Feng Hua's high-rolled up trouser leg and a pair of leather shoes that had not been taken off.

Feng Hua also felt quite blind, buying shoes is naturally to buy the right one, her pair of well-fitting men's small leather shoes are still custom-made in Beijing! She didn't expect the road conditions to be like this, and it would be a bit too much to take out another pair of cloth shoes from the small backpack she was carrying..... Take out the rain boots even more excessively!

I can only endure the pain. Fortunately, she still has a few pairs of shoes of the same style, but she will not be so distressed that she can't breathe.

"It's you, so white!" Sun Ziyue glanced at her white and smooth calves twice: "Girls are not as white as you." ”

Feng Hua looked down, "Tara Tala" took two steps, okay, the white calves were already full of mud spots.

Sun Ziyue...... Well, boys are taboo to be said to be like girls, and he will pay attention to them in the future.

In two sentences, the two have reached a crossroads. Feng Hua stood at the crossroads and looked, the whole village could not see half of the pedestrians, except for the rumbling cannons in the distance, it was very quiet, but also very decadent, under the background of the cannons, it was like an uninhabited deserted village.

Feng Hua swept around with his spiritual power, and found that not all the houses were occupied, probably escaping. And in the house where there are people, people are nervously huddled in the corners, and the timid are shrunk under the table, inside the cabinet, and even hidden in the basement.

Sun Ziyue had already pushed open the door of the supply and marketing cooperative, and Feng Hua withdrew his spiritual power and walked in.

The supply and marketing cooperatives in each village are built with public funds, and the better conditions are all brick houses and big houses. It's the same here, it's also a brick house, but it's not big, the whole supply and marketing cooperatives are only about forty or fifty square meters in front, and there is a big yard and a few warehouses in the back.

At this time, the scope of functions of the supply and marketing cooperatives was very wide, selling everything that could be sold, collecting all agricultural and sideline products, and sometimes collecting grain and livestock on behalf of them.

"Aunt, uncle! I've come to see you! Sun Ziyue shouted when he entered the house.

At this time, in the supply and marketing cooperative, there were only two people, a man and a woman, behind the counter, one calmly reading a book and the other calmly embroidering. The counter in front of and behind the two of them was empty, and only a few things barely proved that the supply and marketing cooperatives still had to exist.

Feng Hua guessed that this was Sun Ziyue's aunt and uncle.

Sure enough, when the two of them heard Sun Ziyue's voice and looked up, they both greeted them in surprise: "Xiaoyue, why are you here again?" Didn't I say I wouldn't let you come! The man spoke first.

"If there is any danger, it will be a cannon fight for the New Year, you look at my aunt, such a small courage can embroider calmly." Sun Tzu Yue said.

"No matter how small the courage is, I can practice it after 2 years of practice." Sun Ziyue's aunt said with a smile, and looked at Feng Hua after speaking.