Chapter 295: The Vision of a Smart Man, the Dawn of the Future

The days go by.

In the days since Su Qingfeng arrived, the Bai family always felt as if they were living in a dream.

On this day, it's almost beautiful.

Su Qingfeng has been wandering for a few days, sometimes he will help when he goes to work, sometimes he prepares lunch at home, and when the time for work at noon comes, he will send it to his grandfather and them.

After eating like this for a few days, the people on the farm could feel that the Bai family's faces were much more ruddy.

However, there is less gossip on the farm than expected, and I don't know if it's because of the experience of Huang Erzi and Hu Mazi, and now the remaining gangsters, when they saw Su Qingfeng, they were all holding their tails and behaving with their tails between them, and they didn't dare to show an arrogant look at all.

Who dares to scream in front of Su Qingfeng!

I'm afraid I've forgotten that on the night of the snow, I was lying in the snow and the back of my head was slapped.

Su Qingfeng wandered around in his spare time.

Because this side is close to the sea, there are often people from small fishing villages who take risks and come to the farm to sell things.

Su Qingfeng stood on the stall, looking at the Long Island sea cucumbers, birds and oysters in the bag, picked them up, and packed a bag.

Originally, I wanted to buy more, but I thought that after I went back, I would have to take a day and a half by train, so I had to buy less.

It's a big deal to finish eating after going back, and send some more, but he told the people in these small fishing villages.

When you think of these cost-effective flatmouth fish and scallops...... Su Qingfeng can think of dozens of methods such as stir-frying, stir-frying, etc.

By the way, the mackerel here can also be used to make mackerel-stuffed dumplings.

Seeing that Su Qingfeng had been staring at the mackerel, and the old man with a dark face sitting on the small horse next to him, smoking a dry pipe, looked at Su Qingfeng and grinned, "Little comrade, do you want to have some mackerel?" You are like this, with fine skin and tender meat, you are a foreigner at a glance, you don't know, we have a saying here, when you go to your father-in-law's house, you will bring a mackerel to it, and your father-in-law will laugh like a flower. ”

After saying that, he paused, and made a straight ending to the topic, "Buy some mackerel." ”

Su Qingfeng thought of Li Ruiguang's serious and stereotypical face, and after seeing the mackerel, he would laugh so much that his folds were exposed, and he couldn't help but want to laugh a little.

He immediately nodded heartily, "Okay, give me three." ”

After saying that, he took out a blank piece of paper from his coat pocket with a line of small letters written on it.

After the old man took it, he looked left and right, but he couldn't understand the words on it, until Su Qingfeng finished picking the mackerel and saw his movements, the corners of his eyes twitched, and then he spoke, "The note is reversed......"

The little old man didn't care, and poured the note back very naturally, but when he looked at it, he still found that at least nine of the ten words were unrecognizable, he calmly put down the paper and was confident, "It's useless for you to give me this, I don't know the words." ”

Su Qingfeng was calmer than him.

"It's fine. When you catch something good, remember to keep a copy for me. On this note, it's my address, and you can show it to the person at the post office. ”

Hey.

This business is not a one-shot deal, but it can still be done forever.

Obviously, this little comrade looks young, but he is a wealthy master.

The little old man became interested, "Then how do we know which goods you want and which ones you don't?" ”

Su Qingfeng thought about it, pondered for a while, and while gesturing with his hand, he described the seafood he wanted to the little old man.

Things like prawns, sea cucumbers, and abalone have high nutritional value, and there is a pregnant woman at home, so Su Qingfeng asked for a part of each of these two things.

The rest of the marine fish, such as mackerel, large yellow croaker, and small yellow croaker, also need a part.

These things, put in the Black Province, are also rare goods that belong to the seaside.

When Su Qingfeng saw the small yellow croaker, he couldn't help but think of the snack of dry-fried small yellow croaker, which was crispy and fragrant, and then dipped in some salt and pepper, when he ate it in his mouth, it was simply fragrant.

Seeing that Su Qingfeng was carrying a large package and leaving, the little old man was holding a wad of money tickets in his hand, smiling so much that he couldn't see his teeth, and finally restrained himself a little, but he still grinned, sat on the small horse, and smoked a dry pipe for a while.

The people next to him gathered over and looked at the little old man, with some envy in their eyes:

"Uncle Nian, are you getting rich?"

The little old man smiled, didn't pick up the stubble, patted his buttocks, picked up the little maza, and was ready to go back, "Hurry back when you sell out, this cold day, staying outside is a crime." ”

There is some truth to that.

But everyone is still itching in their hearts, they just want to know how much seafood Uncle Nian sold, what he just said to the young gay man, and what was written on the note.

It's a pity that although the little old man looks easy to speak, but when he really wants to talk about it, he can't slip his hands, no matter how they try, he just doesn't reveal a trace of tone, thief and thief.

When Uncle Nian walked in front, sat on the ox cart, and waited for everyone to get on the cart, there were several people from different villages, and they began to bite their ears:

"This old guy has a really strict mouth and has a way to make money, but until now, we don't even know who that little young man was and what his name was......"

"Forget it, don't offend anyone. Just sell something and make a little money. That old guy has a high rank in their village, and if something really happens to us, it won't make a fuss? ”

The small fishing village where Uncle Nian is located is basically a surname, so the power of the clan is strong, and the cohesion is stronger than that of ordinary small fishing villages.

If Uncle Nian really encounters something, maybe most of the strong men in the village will run out to support him.

As they said this, they couldn't help but glance at the ox cart over there.

I saw that the old man surnamed Nian was already leaning on the ox cart, with a futon on his legs, a thatch behind his back, smoking a dry pipe in his mouth, squinting his eyes, shaking his head, and still humming red songs, which seemed to be much more leisurely than them.

Compared with the fact that they are still selling these small fish and shrimp that no one cares about, these people's hearts are even more depressed......

……

Su Qingfeng didn't know what the people in those small fishing villages thought after he left.

When he returned home, he looked a little relieved when he saw that there was no one in the house, and then he began to slowly pack up his things.

It's been five or six days, and counting the time, it's time to go.

After all, it takes so many days to ask for leave.

Not to mention that Li Ran still has one in his stomach now, even if there is a father and mother around him watching, Su Qingfeng is really a little uneasy in his heart.

As for the matter on his grandfather's side, Su Qingfeng felt that he still had to plan slowly, and now there were still several years before it really opened, and if he stayed on the farm during this time, it would be too hard.

When Grandma and Grandpa came back, as soon as they entered the door, they saw the clean luggage next to the door.

Compared with the big bags and small bags, when Su Qingfeng left, it could be said that he was traveling lightly.

In addition to the change of clothes for yourself, there is some seafood that has been processed.

Things like grilled dried shrimp, fried dried yellow croaker, and so on.

When Bai Yue and Hu Ping saw this scene, their hearts suddenly felt bad.

They glanced at each other, Bai Yue went to the kitchen to boil water, and Hu Ping went to the room, took out a key from the kang, and then inserted the key into the only cabinet in the room.

The cabinet was missing a corner, and the surface was pitted, and a lot of paint had fallen off, and at a glance it was clear that it was picked up from the scrap yard.

And the material is not a good color, just ordinary wood.

Although it is said that good timber is not worth much in this era, many times, because of those things, it is beaten to pieces and thrown into the scrap yard.

However, not all of them are fools.

There are also many people who think that the world will not always be like this, like this kind of wood, will not always be scattered in these waste collection stations in the form of pearls and dust.

Therefore, there are many experts who know the goods, and they secretly collect these wood furniture into their homes, and prepare for the day when the market is good, and then take them out to dry well.

So it's not that easy to go to the scrap yard to pick up the leaks.

No matter what time it is, there are wise people.

When Hu Ping opened the cabinet door, she took out two things.

And the other side.

Su Qingfeng sat in the hall, drinking the white sugar water soaked by his grandfather, which aroused the envy of the eldest and second uncles who came back later.

Bai Haoran looked at the enamel cup in Su Qingfeng's hand, sour, "Dad has never personally made me white sugar water." ”

When he said this, Bai Yue happened to come out of the stove room, and when he heard this, he deliberately glanced at this rebel, and said with a smile:

"What's wrong? You're a big man, you have no hands or feet, and you have to let me, a dead old man, pour you a glass of water? ”

Bai Haoran felt this tone, and after seeing Daddy's smiling face, the skin on his body instantly tightened again.

Bai Haoyu picked up the missing enamel bowl and whispered, "It's the opposite of Tiangang." ”

After saying this, he got an angry glare from Bai Haoran.

But before Bai Haoran could retract his eyes, his head hurt, and when he looked up, he saw his old man raising his hand, and there was a feeling that if he dared to say something loudly, the slap would be paste.

The old man is really getting more and more domineering......

Bai Haoran smiled, lowered his head again, and pretended to drink saliva, warm boiled water flowed down his throat into his esophagus, and he immediately let out a sigh, "Okay!" ”

Old man Bai was laughed at angrily now.

"What's good, a glass of boiled water, you have so many weird looks when you drink it."

While talking, Hu Ping walked over.

Surprisingly, she had two more things on her hands.

A tiger head hat, a tiger head shoe.

The inside is made of the softest fabric, which will not wear down the baby's delicate skin, and at the same time, in terms of appearance, it is made of bright red as the base, and even the bright yellow silk thread is used to embroider the fine tiger whiskers, which looks high-spirited, and the tiger's eyes are clear, as if there is a god.

Su Qingfeng was stunned when he saw these two things.

This bright red cloth...... He bought it a few days ago and gave it to his grandmother.

In this era, it will not be said that like the little girls of later generations, they think that the red and green are too cheesy, on the contrary, army green is the mainstream color, and the pure red is the bright color pursued by the little girl now.

Just this piece of red cotton cloth, there is actually no place to buy it in this town, or Su Qingfeng took it out of the system space and added it to his grandmother in his own heart.

But he never expected that in just a few days, instead of using this material to make a padded jacket for herself, Grandma hurried to make a set of tiger head hats and tiger head shoes.

Hu Ping looked at Su Qingfeng and didn't know what to say, and smiled happily, "Grandma's family doesn't have any good things, but there are no good things, can I still receive you empty-handed and send you away empty-handed?" You're a good boy, don't always think about us when you go back. No matter how the days are, haven't they all come? You add too much to us, and don't forget your father-in-law's side, don't make your daughter-in-law unhappy. ”

"The daughter-in-law is coaxed to marry, but you can't scream. On our side, you can put 100,000 hearts! ”

As she spoke, Hu Ping showed a faint and somewhat meaningful smile, "Who knows how it will change in the future?" ”

Su Qingfeng was happy, and he took a sip of white sugar water.

Sweet.

He couldn't help but wonder, "How did you come to this conclusion?" ”

Hu Ping took out a letter and put it on the table, "My old friend in Beijing recently wrote me a letter. He said that when he talked about motors, alternating current, direct current, and resistance in class, there were students at the bottom who couldn't understand it, and guess what? ”

According to Su Qingfeng's thinking in later generations, he subconsciously thought that if he didn't understand, how normal it was, just like when he didn't understand English, he still held a small notebook after class, held a pen, bent over, and asked the teacher questions.

But obviously, grandma can deliberately say this, which shows that things are not so simple.

Sure enough, Hu Ping sneered, "One of the students slapped the table and said that my old friend is capitalism." Just because they say something they don't understand, it's capitalism? ”

Hu Ping lowered her head and looked at Su Qingfeng seriously, "Qingfeng, grandma is not a figure who stands up to the sky, but grandma knows that only in the barrel of a gun can political power come out, where does the barrel of a gun come from?" It's not all made. But if no one knows how to build it, then you say......"

Hu Ping didn't finish his words, but basically everyone understood what he meant.

Su Qingfeng felt that his grandmother was really good.

glanced at his grandfather, his expression was also very calm, obviously, he had this idea for a long time.

It seems that no matter what time it is, if there are stupid people like Huang Er's leprosy, there must be smart people like their grandmothers and grandfathers.

Su Qingfeng was originally afraid that they would be depressed, but now it seems that there is no need to worry about this at all.

His heart was relieved, and he drank the white sugar water in the enamel cup.

The sugar at the bottom of the cup has not yet melted, and the moment you enter it.

Grass!

Sweet, sweet. (End of chapter)