59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

Chapter 713: Powerful Militia Team

When we were walking back from the end of the village and onto the road leading to the port, we happened to meet Zhou Ya's father, Zhou Chun, who was carrying a small bag of things.

"Uncle, where are you going? Do you want me to take you for a walk?"

Zhou Chun naturally also knew this "son-in-law of the Dragon King" mentioned by his grandfather, but he didn't know that Chen Feng was unwilling to be the son-in-law of the Dragon King and wanted to be the King of the Sea!

There's just no chance!

"Okay, haha, I've never ridden a motorcycle before."

Chen Feng stopped the car and put his bag in the storage box of the motorcycle. The cargo box was already filled with large bags and there was no room for more.

"Uncle, sit behind me and put your feet here."

"Yes, hold on tight!"

After Zhou Chun sat down, Chen Feng slowly accelerated.

“It’s good to have a car!”

Zhou Chun said with great envy: "If our village had a car, we could sell the fish directly to the black market in the city, and we wouldn't have to suffer the price loss from the fishery company!"

Chen Feng shook his head and said, "Uncle, that's not how it works."

"If we had enough cars, all the fish from the coast could be transported inland, and there wouldn't be high black market prices!"

"Because the supply is not enough, it is far less than the demand, so the black market price is crazy."

"There are too many things, and the price of fish and meat has dropped. Maybe it's not even as high as the gas money for travel."

Zhou Chun didn't understand this business logic. He was just a captain of a fishing village. How could he think of the relationship between supply and demand, even though this was junior high school knowledge in later generations?

But he is an adult and has transported and sold fish to fishing companies many times, so he understands it immediately.

"Yes, cars are so expensive, gasoline is expensive too, and there are too many fish to sell at a high price, so it is possible to lose money."

Chen Feng smiled and said: "Food is the primary need of the people, and the price of food is the basis for stabilizing everything!"

"Our country does not allow excessive price increases for food, fish, meat, etc."

"Why?" Zhou Chun said indignantly, "Bicycles are starting to go up in price, and cigarettes require tickets to buy, so why can't the fish and meat we sell go up in price?"

Chen Feng felt that he shouldn't have said too much!

If you want to develop industry, you must have primitive accumulation, either by plundering from the outside and passing on the pain, or by creating an industrial scissors gap and sacrificing agriculture and the lowest-level cheap labor.

But if this answer is spoken out, it would seem counter-revolutionary in nature!

"Uncle, why are you going to town?"

Zhou Chun just complained casually without going into details. Facing Chen Feng's attempt to change the subject, he replied, "Nothing. Doctor Ma said that there was a shortage of Sichuan Fritillaria and other medicinal materials. My father asked me to use this bag of rice to exchange for some common expectorant and cough suppressant medicine from Doctor Zhao."

Chen Feng quietly remembered this incident and waited for the next time he would pour some well water into the village well.

Tracheitis, bronchitis and the like are common diseases among the elderly, especially among fishermen living in the north along the coast. They are prone to catching colds and coughing when working at sea, which are occupational diseases.

"Uncle, why not buy some orange saplings, or plant some orange seeds. The orange peels can be dried to make tangerine peels. Drinking tangerine peels soaked in water can regulate qi, strengthen the spleen, and eliminate dampness and phlegm."

Zhou Chun asked, "Can we grow oranges here?"

"You can grow them. Although the fruit can't be eaten, as long as the skin is there, it's fine." Chen Feng thought back to the books he had read and said, "It's a bit cold in Tianjin, and the oranges are small and astringent, but the skin can be used."

"Okay, I'll ask Doctor Zhao. If it works, I'll buy it... But it's not easy to buy!" Zhou Chun said worriedly.

Fruits are hard to buy!

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Let me do this. Next time I come, I'll bring some orange saplings."

Inside the space, the orange seeds brought from Wu Yulong's home last year have grown into hundreds of orange trees, enough for him to cultivate thousands or even tens of thousands of saplings.

It doesn’t matter if the crops in Tianjin can’t survive, the loss will be just a drop in the bucket anyway.

Just consider it as a contribution to Tianjin’s greening.

When they arrived at the clinic, Chen Feng dropped Zhou Chun off, said hello to Zhao Xiaoshan and Meng Xiaoer who came out to greet him, and went home.

We arrived at Sijiucheng at around four in the afternoon. However, it was not raining in Tianjin, and it was sunny outside Sijiucheng as well. We entered Zhengyang Gate and just passed the rain line.

"Your sister!"

Chen Feng did not take out the umbrella that he had placed in the space, so he definitely did not have a raincoat.

Nylon and other petrochemical products produced this year are now concentrated on supplying military supplies. The plastic sheets, nylon umbrellas, and raincoats that are common in later generations are nowhere to be seen.

I parked the car in the archway of Zhengyangmen, sat on the motorcycle, and watched the rain line move southward.

There were also some passers-by hiding in the doorway, who were also curious about the rain cloud and talked about the mythological story of the past that the Dragon King made it rain for the imperial palace.

Soon they talked about the Dragon King and a series of major events that had happened recently.

Millions of troops are gathering in the North, and we are about to fight the Russians.

Food from the south is being sent to the border by train, causing food prices in the city to rise again.

A young man in uniform rushed into the doorway on a bicycle. At this time, rain clouds had already covered the surrounding area.

"The weather is weird. Why is it raining out of the blue?"

"Comrade, you may not know this. The weather in September can change very quickly."

The young man looked over and saw Chen Feng in front of him, as well as the big bag in the motorcycle bucket, and he instinctively became suspicious.

Ever since the incident in the north in August, Chiang Kai-shek has become excited again!

In the early days of the founding of the country, he organized bandits from all over the country and established many counterattack headquarters. He was quite high-spirited and believed that the counterattack would take at most five years.

Later it turned out that I was overthinking!

The bandit army, which was said to have several million men, was easily wiped out by the People's Liberation Army.

Then the Peninsula War broke out, and he claimed nonsense like three years of counterattack, five years of recovery, and ten years of revival.

And then, nothing happened!

The strongest player in the world once lost to the point where he had to use an atomic bomb to scare people, and the bald guy fainted in the toilet crying!

In February of this year, the bald man began to use his rich imagination again and airdropped 2 so-called elites among the elites into the mountainous area of ​​Anhui Province in China.

Prepare to contact the "righteous men", wait for the opportunity, attack from the north and south, attack from all sides, and ambush from all sides!

As a result, the six elites who had been painstakingly trained were beaten by the militia teams scattered all over the mountains soon after they landed!

They were all captured alive by a team of militiamen, no one survived!

The bald man can only sigh and wait for another three years!!!

This has made the enthusiastic citizens of the new city full of fighting spirit and ready to welcome the new "bonus"!

In the words of Guo Chunhua, be bold in reporting and be cautious and vigilant!

Anyway, it is the police who will be conducting the final investigation, not these enthusiastic citizens.

There is a reward for a successful report, and there is no loss if it fails.

Chen Feng felt the gazes behind him, so he turned around and exchanged glances with the unfamiliar police officer. Seeing that he was a little wary, he smiled and didn't take it seriously.

Outside the city of Sijiu, he had to worry a little bit more, in case someone didn't follow the rules and took advantage of the fact that he was not a local and had no connections, and wanted to abuse his power for personal gain, harm him, or steal his motorcycle, supplies, etc.

But there is no need to worry in Beijing.

Even if you go to the East or West City branch, he has people there, so don't alarm the old man.