Wang Haifeng yawned and drove into Feng Jun's villa, today he came a little early, replacing Xu Leigang who was on duty at night.

Since he started cultivating, he has spent most of his time in Peach Blossom Valley, and the rest of the time is in the Hongjie Club.

His wife has a lot of opinions about this, and after coming to Peach Blossom Valley to deliver lunch twice, she knows that her husband has not lied to herself, and her mood is a little better, but even so, she will urge her husband to go home and pay the public grain.

Last night, Mrs. Wang summoned her husband back again, and Wang Haifeng decided to come over earlier in order not to be laughed at by Xu Leigang.

He just got out of the car, just in time to see Feng Jun coming out of the villa, he rubbed his eyes: How do I feel, what's wrong?

Feng Jun glanced at him, his mouth moved, and finally said, "Control it a little, you are still laying the foundation...... If it is not restrained, it will affect the entry into the country. ”

Wang Haifeng's face was rare and red, he thought he was still young, and he didn't want others to say that he couldn't do it, so he could only explain with a wry smile, "The family doesn't believe in people too much, and said that they want to squeeze me dry...... Alas, what about the basic trust between people?"

Feng Jun bowed slightly, "The harmony of yin and yang is a good thing, but it is too much...... Give me the car keys to use. ”

Seeing that the other party drove away his Q7, Wang Haifeng was stunned for a moment, and then slapped his thigh hard, "I said something wrong...... This hair grows too fast, doesn't it?"

"Do you only feel the hair?" Xu Leigang also walked out of the villa, and he spoke thoughtfully, "The master is walking now, and he doesn't make a sound at all...... Nine times out of ten, cultivation has made great progress. ”

"Really?" Wang Haifeng frowned and thought about it, bowed slightly, and then said stupidly, "It seems that I have to talk to my wife...... It's not okay to affect your cultivation. ”

Feng Jun drove the Q7 and repeated the first thing he did after each return - to find a barber shop for a haircut.

There was a barbershop right in front of the neighborhood where he lived, but he would never choose to do so.

He had to get a haircut every ten or eight days, and the point was that the hair was still very long every time - how could he do such a thing at the door of his house?

In fact, he just called Wang Haifeng to arrange something for him, as a master, it is natural for a disciple to obey him.

But he thought about it, for the sake of insurance, it was better not to let Wang Haifeng and the others know too many secrets.

Don't show yourself to anyone completely!

As for the loss of yang energy on Wang Haifeng's body, it is not particularly serious, he just said that.

After the haircut, Feng Jun came to the auto parts city and directly placed an order for the boss who changed the car, and ordered another twenty modified agricultural vehicles, ten all-terrain vehicles, and ten modified motorcycles.

For the store owner, the amount of this transaction is not small, so although the other party is an old customer, he also asks for an advance payment of 500,000 yuan in advance.

For Feng Jun, this money was nothing at all, and next, he went to order generators, walkie-talkies, lamps, etc.

After doing this, he went to buy two laptops, sat in the car, and began to search for relevant news through the hotspot on his mobile phone.

He was looking for a firewood-powered car, and according to his father, Feng Wenhui, in the fifties, some buses burned firewood and had a big car drum on the roof.

And it is said that ...... According to the Internet, the country managed by Jin San is extremely short of energy because of sanctions, and now there are cars that burn firewood.

In Feng Jun's mind, firewood can become the power of the car, and naturally it can also become the power of the generator.

However, he searched the Internet and found an even more useful artifact: the pot camel machine!

As the name suggests, this thing is a machine with a hunched boiler, and when the boiler is burned, it can be used as the power of the generator.

As a liberal arts monk, Feng Jun couldn't understand this thing, but he knew that this thing was extinct, and if he wanted to get this kind of thing, he had to make it custom.

However, although he is a liberal arts monk, but there are engineering monk classmates, he took out his mobile phone, searched in the address book for a long time, and finally found a name: Mu Miao.

Mu Miao is his tablemate in the first year of high school.,Kind and not very sociable.,I like to tinker with mechanical model circuit boards or something when I'm fine.,It's a bit of a technical nerd.,The relationship with him is good.。

He was later admitted to a 211 university, and after graduation, he went to Yongyang to work in a joint venture, and he didn't seem to be bad.

Feng Jun has always kept his phone number, but the two only met once during the Spring Festival in the first year after graduation, and then, Feng was too embarrassed to see people, so there was no contact.

He thought about it for a moment, and dialed it anyway.

Mu Miao picked up the phone, her voice was as soft as ever, "How are you?" ”

"Shui Da, I'm Feng Jun," Feng Jun called the other party's nickname, "How are you doing lately?"

"It's you flower thief," Mu Miao laughed, and he was very happy to hear it, "In the summer, I called you, but your account was down." ”

"Oh, I've changed my number," Feng Jun said lightly, "I'm developing in Zhengyang now, but this number won't take a few days, and I'm going to get a better one." ”

He does have plans to change the number, this mobile phone number was handled casually after he came to Zhengyang, there are few people who know, most of them are Hongjie's gang, and the most important thing is that the number that he got at hand is really difficult to remember.

Anyway, he has money now, and he plans to get a straight or a bomb or something like that, but he hasn't found the time.

"Oh, then after you change your number, dial me again," Mu Miao spoke as well as ever, "You are looking for me, what is the matter?"

"I'll talk about it later," Feng Jun said with a smile, "Are you okay in Yongyang?"

"It's not particularly good," Mu Miao said unhurriedly, "The company has laid off employees, I have been laid off, and I am currently looking for a job in the capital." ”

"Huh?" Feng Jun was stunned, and said in his heart that your temper is not ordinarily good, you have been laid off, and you are still so indifferent, I was fired by the fitness club, and I almost wanted to beat someone, "Is it easy to find a job in the capital?"

"It's hard to find," Mu Miao's voice finally brought a hint of stupidity.

In addition to being stupid, he was a little helpless, "If you continue to do business, it's no problem to find a job, but it will be lower than Yongyang's salary, I can't let the original company see the joke...... Doesn't that prove that I'm not worth that salary?"

Feng Jun paused slightly before he spoke with a smile, "That's right, you want to make your original company regret and lay off Dacai." ”

"I'm not a great talent," Mu Miao said weakly, "I've been to Yongyang, and then I came to the capital, only to know that there is no shortage of talents in the world, and there are really too many cattle." ”

Of course, there are a lot of people in the capital! Feng Jun smiled and chatted with him again.

Hearing that Mu Miao was unemployed, he was a little moved, wondering if he would fool his old classmate to Zheng Yang and let him join his team - Lao Mu is a stuffy character and has a strong obedience, so he doesn't have to worry about him not being in the right position.

But soon, he gave up this plan, Lao Mou's character is destined to be decent, and he still doesn't want to disturb the other party's peaceful life.

Mu Miao finally pulled the topic back, "Old Feng, don't go around the bend, what's the matter?"

Feng Jun said his thoughts again.

Mu Miao was silent for a while before she said in surprise, "If the generator powered by the pot camel machine is not considered pollution, that is, the thermal efficiency is relatively low, and the technology is mature, and there is no problem." ”

Of course I know that it is technically mature, Feng Jun smiled bitterly silently, "So...... What about production?"

"Production...... Naturally, there is no problem," Mu Miao replied very dryly, "The current problem has to be customized." ”

I also know that it has to be customized, Feng Jun's mouth twitched, "So...... Where is the best place to make it?"

"You ask me?" Mu Miao said in surprise, "Around Zhengyang, you can find it anywhere, right? ”

"Aren't I unfamiliar?" Feng Jun laughed dryly, and said in his heart that since this is the case, it is estimated that finding Wang Haifeng can solve the problem.

But since he had decided to close the news, he wouldn't change his tune easily, so he had an idea, "I said that the water is big, anyway, you're okay now, how about coming over and helping me keep an eye on this? The first batch is at least ten...... Money is not an issue. ”

On the other side of the phone, there was an obvious wry smile, "Lao Feng, even if I am unemployed, I have saved a lot before, do you think I will make your money?"

"It's not my money," Feng Jun said very simply, "I'm also doing it for a boss, he owes me some favors, I can be the master...... Anyway, who is the money for? It's up to you to find the time. ”

"Time...... I do, I should travel to Zhengyang," Mu Miao replied hesitantly, "But I'm not familiar with it, help you check it, it's not a big problem." ”

"I have acquaintances, and I will introduce them to you when the time comes," Feng Jun thought of Wu Shao, his father Wu Jianguo mixed well in Barberry, and the Tang Dynasty building was also famous, and the best thing was that the Wu family had no intersection with his circle of friends, and there was no possibility of news leakage.

"So...... Okay, I'll go buy a plane ticket now," Mu Miao hesitated to answer, but just as he hung up the phone, he muttered softly, "You can do it yourself, what happened to the liberal arts monk?"

That's what he said, but he came quickly, and at seven o'clock that night, he arrived in Zhengyang by plane.

Feng Jun was already waiting at the exit, and when he saw Mu Miao's tall and thin figure appear, he hurriedly waved his hand, "Old Mou, where is this...... Huh?"

He suddenly found that Lao Mu was dragging a suitcase in one hand, and a petite beauty was actually following him on the other.

Lao Mou's height is about 1.82 meters, and the beauty is about 1.55 meters, and the difference in height between the two is very obvious.

When Mu Miao heard this, she looked sideways, her brows furrowed slightly, "Are you ...... Damn, Lao Feng, have you grown so tall?"

(Updated to, Summon Commuter Pass.) ）