The red Santana disappeared into the mountain path, and several people who had hidden on the beacon on the other side and disguised themselves as tourists stepped forward.

"Master, they're gone, it's time for us to call it a day, right?" Zhang Jianli spoke.

Yang Xin nodded: "That's right, call it a day, carry the things back!" ”

"I really didn't expect that if we changed the gas tank and iron pipe, it could become this kind of big killer, foreigners like it, this Qin Zong is really evil!" Zhao Yuanshan sighed.

"Talk less, do more." Yang Xin said: "Don't make trouble for Mr. Qin, all we export is fences, iron pipes, and gas canisters, we never produce any big killers, we are just a small steel mill." ”

"Master, I can understand the purpose of Mr. Qin's transformation of the tractor into a cylinder, but we really can't order a new tractor."

"Then we have to think of something else!" Yang Xin looked at the direction where Santana left, following Mr. Qin has a future, let's hold Mr. Qin's thighs in the future, what project Mr. Qin arranges, we have to do something!

Santanari, Ammar is still talking.

"That's right, if you go to the gas tank alone, you can't blow it up, the gas can only explode if it is mixed with air and reaches the explosion limit, Mr. Qin, what's the doorway here?"

Qin Feng smiled but said nothing.

"Ammar, how about I take you back to our school, eat in the cafeteria, and stay in our school's guest house?"

"Okay, no problem, you can arrange it." Amar continued to look at Qin Feng: "Mr. Qin, is there anything particular about this fuse?" ”

Qin Feng continued to smile: "Of course there is exquisiteness, and there is a lot of exquisiteness, hey!" ”

As he spoke, he slammed his arm on the steering wheel to avoid being hit by a car coming from the opposite mountain road.

"Ammar, the mountain roads are dangerous, let's take a look at the scenery and let Mr. Qin drive with peace of mind."

"If only Mr. Qin had a driver!" Ammar sighed and didn't ask again.

Out of the mountainous area, Qin Feng held the steering wheel with his right hand, and put his left hand on the car door, and suddenly thought of something.

"Mulatu, I finally found the peanuts you asked me to find last time, a total of 20 million, thirty cents each."

Peanuts? Muratu understood: "Okay, we are short of peanuts over there, and your 20 million peanuts really solve our urgent need!" ”

Peanuts? Isn't that thing sold by weight? Moreover, thirty cents a piece, what peanuts are so expensive?

Amar was a little confused.

"The color may not be very good, the skin is not only yellow, but also green, but there is no problem, it will definitely ring."

Yellow, green, can it still ring?

Amar suddenly thought of something: "Is this peanut rice the M43 used on the AK47?" ”

Thirty cents a piece, good quality and low price! Although the price is also at this price in the private market in the United States, in the underground black market, this kind of bullet has been fried to fifty cents a piece!

Qin Feng turned his head and glanced at him: "Mr. Ammar, I said last time, we only produce civilian products, what AK47, what M43, I haven't heard of it at all!" ”

No?

Ammar was a little confused, did he hear it wrong?

"It's just that this batch of peanuts is a little early, and it was produced in 56."

56 years? This name is familiar! Something finally came to Ammar's mind, and there were enough hints that it couldn't be wrong!

"Mr. Qin, can you get us 20 million shots, no, 20 million?"

"Ahem, this is a bit difficult, but since you are a good friend of Mulatu's father, I will find a way to get you some more peanuts."

"Thank you, Mr. Qin!"

Zhao Jiao was a little curious, didn't Brother Feng say that he would give all these bullets to Mulatu? How is it half and half?

After getting out of the car, Mulatu took Ammar to walk in front, Qin Feng locked the car and walked behind, and then whispered to Zhao Jiao: "Tell Mulatu that when the goods arrive, they will pick the rest first, and pick the rest for Ammar." ”

After all, it's about to expire, maybe some of them are rusty, let Mulatu pick the good ones first, and give the rest to Ammar! Qin Feng is very honest with his old friends.

The familiar canteen, the familiar food, and the familiar classmates, there will definitely be no nonsense here, Amar can only eat honestly, and when he finishes eating, he is arranged to stay by Mulatu, Qin Feng just left him a bank account, and then left with something.

Want to know more about the secrets of gas canisters? Yes, let's get the deposit!

Qin Feng really had something to do, after separating from Ammar, he left Zhao Jiao in the car and waited, and he entered the small building of the College of Engineering, and when he came out, he was full of pride.

"Brother Feng, the school's project has been completed?"

"Well, it's going well, it's estimated that the machine will be produced next month, and the machine will be installed directly in our rubber shoe factory, and it will be put into production after commissioning, and in order to ensure that the machine can work normally, Professor Wei will also send a few senior brothers over to stay in the factory to help."

"Really? It would be great that shoes for the troops and foreign trade orders would be mass-produced. Zhao Jiao said: "Brother Feng, do you have to hurry up and prepare for the 500,000 yuan given to the school?" ”

500,000, yes, I promised 500,000 at the beginning!

The next day was October 1st, Dongfeng Market.

Zhou Zhiyuan stood at the gate, watching a fiery Santana take the lead, followed by several big trucks gradually approaching, his eyes immediately widened, and when the car stopped, he saw Qin Feng and Zhao Jiao getting out of the car, and immediately greeted them with a smile on their faces.

"Mr. Qin, I can be regarded as looking forward to you." Zhou Zhiyuan said: "We have sold out the last batch of goods, and the owners of various stores have been chasing me all day long, asking when the next batch of goods will arrive." It's the National Day now, and your truckloads of goods really solve our urgent needs. ”

"Well, Gillian has told me a few times, this goods just arrived, why don't I send it to you."

"Uh-huh, Mr. Qin, let's let Gillian and my secretary hand over next, let's go to the office to talk?"

"You're not looking at the unloading anymore?"

"What's so good about this, Brother Zhou still doesn't believe you?"

Office of the Planning Operations Section.

Zhou Zhiyuan picked up a cup of tea and handed it to Qin Feng's hand: "Mr. Qin, can you get other imported goods?" ”

Now Qin Feng got a relatively single one: two kinds of TVs, one cassette recorder, although they are also in demand in the market, but they still can't meet the diversified market demand.

There are still many imported goods needed in the market, refrigerators, washing machines, etc., but Qin Feng doesn't want to get that kind of big items, because it's not good to become foreign garbage!

Although he was reluctant in his heart, Qin Feng still echoed his lips: "No problem, what import do you want?" ”

Zhou Zhiyuan glanced outside, and then lowered his voice: "Recently, a friend begged me to purchase some equipment from abroad, saying that it was for production..."

He really didn't remember what was produced, but when he said this, he reached for the calendar card, and he wrote it down at that time, and when he found the page, he read out the complicated combination of words.

"Polyterephthalyl p-phenylenediamine production equipment."

Isn't this Kevlar 1414, Kevlar? Who wants to import this equipment?

Qin Feng suddenly thought of something: "Is your friend's name Pan Daqing?" ”

Zhou Zhiyuan's eyes widened: "How do you know?" ”

Sure enough, it's this guy! Qin Feng smiled: "Brother Zhou, just leave this kind of import task to the relevant state departments, he really looks up to you, thinks you have this ability?" ”