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

"I'm sorry to make you laugh."

Several employees took the young woman away.

"Comrade, I apologize to you for Xiao Jin's behavior!"

Although Xia Zihao is the director, he heard everything Chen Feng said just now!

His grandfather!

This point must be emphasized!

Fortunately, Chen Feng did not take direct action, otherwise things would have gotten out of hand!

"It has nothing to do with Director Xia. She can say that I am impolite, but if she scolds my family, she deserves to be punished!" Chen Feng rarely took out a Zhonghua cigarette and handed it to the other party.

He didn't intend to continue "hunting down" the woman just now.

There's no need for that. You're not on the same level. If you make a big fuss, you'll become a laughing stock and be called a "dandy".

Hold high and put down lightly, that is the correct way!

With so many people watching the show, especially those who are not employees of Sijiucheng, this matter will definitely spread in order to take revenge.

He can receive a wave of praise for being "politically correct", but in this mainstream culture of the time, the other party will inevitably become a clown on the background board of him, the protagonist!

If she continues to use chicken feathers as a token of authority, someone will definitely remember Chen Feng's words in the future and let her know why the storm is so fierce!

"Uncle Xia, I want to buy beech wood planks. I want these quantities and sizes."

When Xia Zihao saw the Zhonghua cigarettes, he was slightly surprised, but his position was not low, so he just sighed that he almost got into trouble.

If this kind of cigarette is given to young people to smoke, it means that the family has enough of it or they love it very much.

No matter which one it is, it’s not easy to offend!

Looking at the wood classification that Chen Feng gave him, as well as the corresponding specifications and quantities, he did a quick mental calculation.

"Are you going to use this for your wedding?"

There are too many of them. This is not enough for a piece of furniture, especially the three three-meter-long wooden boards that are specially marked. Why do they need such long boards?

"No, but it's definitely not a piece of furniture." Chen Feng said casually.

Xia Zihao doesn’t care what Chen Feng wants to do, this is a big business!

"Wait a minute, I'll calculate the price."

He glanced at the Zhonghua cigarettes in his hand, hesitated for a few seconds and then said, "The price I give you is fixed, and I can't give you a discount, but I will also give you three sets of obsolete planers, chisels, and saws as an apology."

This is probably because they are afraid that beech wood is too hard and the tools Chen Feng uses will easily break.

"Thank you, Director Xia."

Chen Feng said with a smile.

Each factory will "eliminate" a batch of tools and purchase new ones. If he doesn't take the eliminated ones, others will take them home.

Just like the "leftovers" from the small kitchen of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill!

The woodworking tools from the sawmill are naturally of the best quality. The materials are much better than those he buys second-hand from a consignment store or ordinary ones from a grocery store!

Ordinary woodworking tools are used for softwood types, such as pine!

The material is mostly ordinary steel.

The lumber mill needs to process hardwoods such as beech, but with poor tools, how can it cut the wood?

Who can blame my country for having so much manganese ore? Its total reserves rank second in the world. In order to increase the number of bicycles owned, high-value bicycle components are made of manganese steel!

If it were capital, they would wish it would break down in two or three years so as to stimulate purchasing demand.

The price of beech wood is not low, especially since Chen Feng bought a lot of it, so the shipping fee was waived and the sawmill directly arranged a truck to deliver it.

"Director Xia, when will it be delivered?"

"We have some ready-made in the warehouse. I'll arrange a truck this afternoon and it will be delivered to Nanluoguxiang before five o'clock."

"Thank you very much. When you get there, if I'm not here, just call me Grandpa Chen Yuhu." Chen Feng said.

Xia Zihao was stunned and asked tentatively, "But is it Mr. Chen Yuhu from the Barefoot Doctor's Manual?"

There is no way. The coincidence of a name is a coincidence, but Chen Yuhu and the pen name Chen Feng on the wood specification paper both coincide. How could it be a coincidence?

"Yeah." Chen Feng said lightly.

To Xia Zihao, this "hmm" sounded like thunder.

"Don't worry, I will keep an eye on this matter myself and escort them all the way there this afternoon." Xia Zihao said excitedly.

Chen Feng was a little confused. Was he really that excited?

"Director Xia, what are you doing?"

"One of our factory workers drove to Anhui to transport timber. He was shot by road bandits in Dangshan. In the desolate countryside, the nearby commune health worker didn't even have any hemostatic medicine. Fortunately, he had this medical book on hand. He relied on collecting and replacing herbs to stop the bleeding and saved his life."

This time, Xia Zihao was no longer hypocritically polite to officials, and said sincerely: "Your grandfather and you have done great deeds!"

At a time when pharmaceutical factories have low production and anti-inflammatory and hemostatic drugs such as penicillin are in short supply, the alternative Chinese herbal medicines in the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual" can save the lives of countless patients!

"This is what we should do." Chen Feng was happy when he heard this.

How many lives would be saved if it was published ten years earlier?

I believe the old man and the old lady would be even happier if they knew this.

They believe in metaphysics a little, though not much.

I have always fully supported things that can do good deeds and accumulate good karma.

After leaving the sawmill, I was in a good mood and rode my bike out of the city. I walked along the edge of the mountain area in the north of the city. Taking advantage of the wide open space, I released some wild boars, rabbits, pheasants, etc. at a distance of several miles.

When I came back, there was a big rabbit and a chicken in my backpack.

The old man was guarding the door to the main hall. He didn't even write in his diary. He looked at everyone as a thief who wanted to steal the golden ball worms and refused to allow anyone to enter the main hall.

"Grandpa, I'm going to get the teapot." Chen Hao stretched his neck, wanting to see if there was any meat in the room and why he was not allowed to go in.

"Wait a minute, I'll get it." The old man gave an order and went in to get the teapot.

"Grandpa, there is also tea." Chen Hao added.

"You guys aren't very good at knife skills, but you're as picky about tea as experts!" The old man complained and got Chen Hao a second-rate Tieguanyin.

He handed the bicycle to Fatty Wang, took off the schoolbag, and took out the dead rabbit and pheasant.

Before he could take out the small magic sword to skin the animal, the old lady came in with a dagger.

"Xiao Feng, sit down, grandma is here."

"Grandma, why did you change it into a dagger?" Chen Feng asked curiously.

"In the past, my wrist strength was not strong enough, and it was difficult to cut with a dagger. The heavy kitchen knife was more convenient for exerting force." The old lady easily cut the rabbit skin with a dagger.

"Now that my body has recovered, of course I will use the dagger."

"Grandma, please keep the rabbit skin for me. I will make a rabbit toy for Lily."

Chen Feng planned to keep the rabbit skin, stuff it with cotton, and then glue it together. He would replace the empty holes for the rabbit's eyes with stone and carve a fake mouth.

This is much prettier than the ugly rag doll!

Moreover, the rabbit is big enough, just the right size for the little girl to hold while sleeping.