Chapter Fifty-One Return

  After dealing with things on this side, Yang Feng hurried back to modern times. He had a lot of things to do this time, first of all, he needed to make a big cotton coat.

  "How much?" asked Zhuang Zhuang, who was in charge of clothing.

  "Let's make 50,000 pieces first!"

  "50,000?" startled Zhang Zhang.

  "A bit too much, huh." Yang Feng stroked his chin and pondered for a moment: "Thirty thousand should be enough. Who knows how many will die when we get back? Dead people don't need clothes, thirty thousand should be about right! Eh, Zhuangzhuang, don't look at me with that kind of gaze, it's like I'm Godzilla or something."

  Then it was the anti-aircraft mount, still from that mechanical factory last time, Yang Feng settled on 200 sets in one go.

  "What is this thing for?" Ye Xuan asked in confusion, she really couldn't understand what this thing was.

  "Secret!" Yang Feng thought, did I tell you it's an anti-aircraft machine gun?

  Yeh Yanbai gave him a glance, then said with some schadenfreude: "Your mom called to look for you but couldn't find you, so she ended up calling me instead. Apparently, if you still don't have a girlfriend, she's planning to arrange a blind date for you at home!"

  "What?" Yang Feng's face turned green.

  "Hey, let's discuss something, okay?" He then put on a smiling face and said to Ye Xi in a flattering tone.

  "Look, you must have the same troubles as me, right? Why don't we just do this: I'll say you're my girlfriend and you can say I'm your boyfriend. That way, we'll solve all our problems! What's with that, image, pay attention to your image, you're a girl!" Then he was thrown to the ground by Ye Xiang.

  "What a terrifying woman!" Yang Feng rubbed his waist and got up, looking at the back of Ye Xiang who was storming out with some trepidation. Next to him, Zhang Yunyun, holding a stack of files, laughed so hard that she was shaking all over.

  "What's so funny! Be serious!" Yang Feng said angrily.

  "Boss, you're really stupid!" Zhang Yunyun said with a smile.

  "Explain it!"

  "I won't say it, if I do, Sister Ye will hit me!"

  "I won't say it, I'll just arrange for you to redo it."

  "It's better not to say, life is more important!"

  "Alright! Now go and get in touch with a flour mill for me, I need 1,000 tons of flour?" Yang Feng stared at her and said.

  "What level is it?" The little girl seemed to know more about this.

  "My mom works in a flour factory." she explained afterwards.

  "Rank, those bandits are being treated too well with white steamed buns, eating a stick of corn pancake would be fine, they're all Northeasterners, a big bowl of corn porridge can still evoke their homesickness. Alright, 300 tons of flour, the lowest grade will do, then order 500 tons of cornmeal, the kind used for feed processing is fine, and also order 200 tons of corn grits, must be delivered to the warehouse within six days at the latest, what are you looking at? Hurry up and go!"

  Zhang Yunyun gave him a resentful glance and left.

  "Could it be that Xiangxiang has a crush on me? This is a bit of trouble, after all these years together, we're so familiar with each other that I just can't get any feeling for her. But she's still very pretty, and that little waist of hers always makes me want to touch it! Forget it, don't think about this anymore!" Yang Feng shook his head to himself there.

  Clothing and food are all set, then it's medicine. Bring as much sulfonamide as possible, just say it's for export, no one will care how much you buy, the quality might even be better. Yang Feng has a deep understanding of the difference between medicines for export and those sold domestically.

  He was given a bottle of export vitamin B2 by his relatives before, and he took two tablets immediately. Later, he went to the pharmacy to buy it himself, but there was no difference in the brand, and after eating half a bottle, it didn't work at all.

  Buy more bandages and Yunnan Baiyao, can't have capsules, don't know if there are still glass bottle packs now, forget it, no big deal, just get the capsules then.

  Ah, right, and then there's the engine, where can we get a tank engine from? Can't get a good one, let's get an MTU engine with 1500 kilowatts of power, I estimate Heinze will go crazy, the old Type 59 tank engine should be enough, a thirty-ton tank with a speed of fifty kilometers per hour was enough to defy heaven in the thirties, and with German technology, it should be possible to replicate.

  The key is where to find an old 59 engine!

  "This is easy to buy, there are many retired Type 59 tanks in the army, you can buy one with all the weapon systems dismantled, and then find someone to dismantle the engine when you get back." said Monkey.

  "Then hurry up and get in touch to arrange one!"

  "No need to go through so much trouble, it can be bought directly. There is a factory in our city that dismantles scrap tanks, recycles steel and sells engines for civilian use, right next to the steel plant where my dad works." Lin Ruoxi said.

  "Ah, that's easy then. You go and take care of it. They should give you a refurbished one, right? Make sure it's just like new, and there shouldn't be any distinctive marks on it either. Tell them if it works out well, I'll continue to make purchases from them." Yang Feng said.

  What's left? Ah, there are also walking tractors. A 12-horsepower small walking tractor is quite good. It can pull a ton of goods and run at tens of kilometers per hour without any problem. How much to buy? This thing was not rare in Europe and America in the 1930s. Buying as many as possible won't be a problem, the key is that nobody knows how to operate it.

  Forget it, let's buy twenty cars first!

  From Beiping to Gubeikou is just right for transporting goods, as for the driver, it's easy to solve, who buys a hand-held tractor and still needs training, anyway, there are only a few gears, after getting familiar with them, you can learn in about an hour, after buying it back, practice your hands first, then go back and be a coach.

  It was easy to buy, and soon twenty hand tractors were delivered to Ghost Town. On the empty roads, Yang Feng and Monkey King each drove one, having a great time.

  Diesel is easy to handle, several major foreign firms in Beiping sell it, and Hainz has some too. This thing won't be used much, so there's no need to bring it along.

  What else is there? Yang Feng suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something very important.

  "Want to find a place to have some fun tonight?" The monkey sneaked up, lowering his voice and glancing cautiously at Ye Xiao not far away.

  He is the only child in his family, and his father has some money. He was not a good thing when he went to college, and Yang Feng's virginity was lost under his seduction.

  "Don't tempt me, I'm a serious person." Yang Feng said solemnly, while also carefully glancing at Ye Xuan, who had been giving him the cold shoulder since last time and couldn't afford to stir up any more trouble.

  "I'm not going, I'll go with Zhuangzhuang! Jin Hui had a pair of twins, those little faces, that little body, just talking about it makes me want to spit blood!" As he spoke, he swallowed his saliva.

  "Get out! Get out! I wish you'd get sick soon!" Yang Feng kicked him in anger.

  As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Feng suddenly remembered that he had forgotten something.