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Uncle Zhang said: "Immortal Master, this place is too far away from Lanzhou City. The transportation of grain and grass is too inconvenient, can the immortal master help us transport some grain and grass over!"

Wen Fei couldn't wipe his face and refused, so he said: "If you transport grain, you can't transport cement." Both of these things take up space!"

Uncle Zhang had expected it, so he said, "Then bring some grain over, don't hide it." We're running out of food in our camp!"

It turned out that the Great Song army was mostly infantry, but whether it was those nomadic tribes or the Tanguts, they were all people on horseback. Ma Duo is not like words, they are all natural cavalry. Naturally, if you have a horse, you have mobility. Sent rangers to constantly plunder the grain routes of the Song army, and it was dangerous to transport grain and grass. Now the whole camp of food and grass can no longer last for three days.

Uncle Zhang said again: "Now the soldiers are in danger, and we only have a batch of goods here that we prepared at the beginning. I'm afraid it's not enough to pay the bills. But it doesn't matter, the immortal master just rest assured, my third uncle has already prepared the remuneration, and as soon as the Tiandu Fort is completed and the Xixia people retreat, the remuneration will be given!"

Money is not money, Wen Fei really doesn't care too much about it now. Not to mention the space-time trade, this profit is already terrifying. The medicinal herbs prepared by Uncle Zhang at night, as well as animal furs and the like, can be worth a lot of money. Wen Fei just felt that it didn't matter if he sent them food, but every time it was so exciting, his little heart felt a little unbearable!

Back in modern times, the sky is almost dawning, and the whole closed factory is very quiet, and there is nothing. Wen Fei suddenly had a thought, I don't know how to run a company, it's better to run a factory. It's also convenient to purchase things in the future!

As for what kind of factory to run, Wen Fei didn't think about it. This factory was originally a woolen textile factory, which was originally in the city and was a state-owned enterprise. A few years ago, the land was replaced, and the original land was sold to real estate developers to develop real estate. The factory was moved to the suburbs, and the site was large enough.

However, even if the land was replaced and enough working capital was freed up, it could not save the factory. The money was embezzled by the heads of those factories, and the factory didn't last long, but it was still closed and bankrupt.

Wen Fei suddenly thought that he could actually engage in wool weaving. The wool accumulated by those Fanren tribes was as large as a mountain, and it was useless except that it could be woven into various blankets. It's all piled up there, slowly rotting away. If you get it back, won't the problem of raw materials be solved?

Yes, isn't my mother just doing it in a textile factory? You can ask her old man. However, this thought was immediately left behind by Wen Fei, after all, this matter was too troublesome. Wen Fei vaguely knew that wool weaving seemed to be divided into sheep wool and goat's hair. And the sheep in the Northern Song Dynasty, who knows whether they are goats or sheep? In short, it is too troublesome!

On the contrary, the blankets of those Fanren tribes can be brought back and sold as handicrafts. I don't know what the business is? The main reason is that the Northern Song Dynasty is too backward, so there can only be some raw materials and agricultural and animal husbandry products.

Wen Fei returned to modern times to settle the account, and he once again sighed that his mathematics was taught by his physical education teacher. The entire Song army camp had 10,000 men and 2,000 soldiers. There were 12,000 of them.

According to the calculation of one pound of grain per person a day, it is six tons of grain a day, which is really not a small amount. No wonder Uncle Zhang blushed when he mentioned it to himself.

For Wen Fei, it is not difficult to get dozens of tons of grain. But it costs hundreds of thousands of dollars all at once, and how many dollars does a pound of grain cost? Damn, time and space trade has been done for so long, and this is the first time that it has cost so much. It really doesn't meet the principle of low investment and high return!

Wen Fei was so cranky that he forgot something. I drove the car to the city until the car was stopped by the traffic police, and then I reacted.

Not to mention the mess of his car modification, let's just say that the truck rolled around on the battlefield in the Northern Song Dynasty and came back, and it was dirty. If the traffic police don't pay attention to him, who else can they pay attention to?

Wen Fei complained bitterly in his heart, and quickly picked up his mobile phone to make a call. As soon as the phone was connected, the traffic police impatiently knocked on the window and said, "Take out your driver's license and take a look!"

Wen Fei's driver's license was entrusted to Changyu to do it, but it has not been done yet. Now the driver's license management is much stricter, and you always have to take the test yourself and go through the motions. Wen Fei naturally couldn't take it out, but fortunately, Huang Sheng's voice came out on the other end of the phone, which made Wen Fei inexplicably happy, and for the first time, he felt that Huang Sheng's voice was so kind!

"Brother, I was stopped by the traffic police with the goods!" Wen Fei hurriedly covered his mobile phone and said in a low voice.

The traffic policeman was not angry, and said: "Hurry up, it's useless to call anyone." Get your driver's license out!"

Huang Sheng on the phone obviously heard the voice of the traffic police, and said with a smile: "Look at the police number of this traffic policeman and report it to me." Delay him a little longer......"

Wen Fei glanced at it and quickly reported the policeman's police number. The traffic policeman was suddenly furious: "Okay, I can't get my driver's license, can I? Get out of the car!"

In good conscience, those traffic police are outside in the wind and rain every day, and the workload is heavy and very hard. When a person gets tired, he has a big temper. Naturally, it can't be as amiable as in the movie, with a smiling face, and what kind of smile law enforcement. This tone is actually normal.

Wen Fei didn't think that there was anything to get along with him, but the things in this car couldn't be exposed. Wen Fei changed color and scolded: "Blind your dog's eyes, even I dare to catch it? Believe it or not, your leader will call you immediately!"

The traffic police scoffed, if Wen Fei was driving that Humvee or something. This traffic policeman may think about it, but Wen Fei is driving this kind of broken goods, so where is the traffic policeman willing to believe it? He shouted at Wen Fei: "Hurry up and get out of the car for me!"

Wen Feinai just refused to get down in the car, so the traffic police naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to do anything, otherwise it would be his fault if this matter got out. He said, "Don't think about leaving today!" and began to take out the walkie-talkie and call for support.

Wen Fei complained bitterly in his heart, and secretly scolded Huang Sheng for being so old, and his work was not reliable at all, and after such a long time, the matter had not been resolved. He is still Secretary Chen's old watch. But he didn't think that he and Huang Sheng had only been on the phone for two or three minutes!

Soon, the nearby traffic police rushed over and surrounded Wen Feituan. Even some traffic police officers began to suspect in their hearts, and they wanted to open the rear compartment to see what was inside.