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

"I understand. If this guy doesn't know what's happening, then send him down." Zhang Qian said with a smile.

Um, is this what I mean?

Chen Feng thought about it and didn't stop it.

"Where do we board the ship?"

Zhang Qian smiled and said, "Didn't the higher-ups build a naval dock in Tanggu, Tianjin? It's nominally a naval base, but it's actually for our use!"

Chen Feng was stunned.

Feelings are still the wind fanned by this butterfly!

Tianjin does not have a military port, not because it is not important, but because Lushun and Qingdao are more suitable and can directly lock the import and export of Bohai Sea. There is no need to waste manpower and materials to build another one in Tianjin.

If we have this time, wouldn’t it be better to build a logistics terminal and ship the materials from the Northeast by sea?

The cost of sea transportation is lower than that of rail transportation.

Especially these days, as Northeast China is a border area, the only railway transportation is needed for military deployment.

He cured Chen Yulou's eyes. Old Chen wanted revenge, so he established a relationship with the Zhang family, and then the two sides conspired to establish a branch base in Hong Kong!

In order to ensure secrecy and transportation needs, a small base was set up in Tianjin, and maybe there are also bases in Lianyungang, Wenzhou and Guangzhou!

"Then you boarded the ship in Tianjin, familiarized yourself with the ship, and then sailed south along the coast?"

"Correct!"

Zhang Qian asked the others to get out, and those who were carrying rice on the bus immediately dispersed.

"The mission given by the higher-ups requires us not only to find the Wang family who has obtained the secret of immortality, but also to secretly transport supplies, especially machine tools and industrial equipment donated by patriotic overseas Chinese."

"Some of the machinery is too large to be transported by train and can only be shipped by sea. Unfortunately, the source of this batch of materials must not be known to the undercover agents."

Chen Feng nodded and understood.

"Then I'll send the remaining food over tomorrow."

With the old crew members from Dingmao, the countdown began for Chen Yulou, Zhang Qian and others to head south to Hong Kong.

In name, Chen Yulou and his group of veterans went south on the orders of Zhang Qishan, to go overseas to contribute to the country and collect supplies.

In fact, it not only serves as a transit station to connect the overseas Zhang family with the domestic branches of the Zhang family, but also aims to find the whereabouts of the Wang family, taking advantage of the strong support from above to dig out the secret of the Wang family's longevity and eliminate the opponents.

The next morning, Chen Hao and Fatty Wang, who usually sleep in, had already gotten up and ran to Chen Feng's study to read.

This certainly doesn't mean they have changed their gender!

Instead, the Cha Baoyi Basic novels that Chen Feng brought back became their favorites, and even the comic books were no longer interesting to them!

They have finished reading The Book and the Sword and are currently mainly reading The Legend of the Condor Heroes.

"Brother, I think I am a bit like Guo Jing in the book!" Fatty Wang saw Chen Feng coming out wearing his clothes and told him about his thoughts on reading the book over the past few days.

He simply loved Guo Jing and the heroine Huang Rong in this book.

The day before yesterday, I asked the old man several times if he knew the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

The old man said no, then what about the dog-beating stick technique?

Nor will it!

How can you be called a martial arts veteran if he hasn’t even learned the Beggars’ Sect’s unique martial arts!

The old man was so angry that he demonstrated the Dog Beating Stick Technique on the spot, and Chen Li was so happy that she secretly learned the moves from the side!

Chen Feng said with a smile: "Can you understand this book? How many words do you know?"

He even suspected that Fatty Wang and Chen Hao, two poor students, couldn't recognize them all!

"Brother, you underestimate us. Although we don't know many words, we can still understand them in general. Besides, if you don't know anything, you can ask Bayi."

Fatty Wang said shamelessly.

"Brother, do you think I am very similar to Guo Jing? We are both not very smart, but we are both kind-hearted. Will I be able to find a Huang Rong who loves me in the future?"

"There's no Huang Rong, at most it's Guo Furong!"

Chen Feng smiled and said, at this time, Huang Rong in Hong Kong Island was just over one year old!

"Fatty, Guo Jing has no father!" Chen Hao said with a wicked grin.

"Look at my family, what's the difference between it and having no father?" Fatty Wang joked to himself happily.

Chen Li has recently started playing the steel ring rolling game. Whenever she has free time, she and her friends Li Jie and others run around in the yard, starting early in the morning.

The temperature in Sijiucheng in early October is very suitable for morning exercise.

"Your father will be very touched when he knows how filial you are!" Chen Jianjun walked into the study from the front door, put the book Seven Swordsmen on the bookshelf, and took out another book, The Swordsman.

The book Seven Swordsmen was completed in 1957.

Compared with Cha Baoyi's biased stance, Liang Yusheng's works have always been clearly black and white, and mainly feature an anti-oppression chivalrous style.

"Uncle, don't read this book, it's so ugly!" Fatty Wang said to Chen Jianjun very sincerely.

"Ugly?" Chen Jianjun asked, "Tell me about it."

He doesn't care about spoilers.

Fatty Wang said unhappily, "Princess Xiangxiang is dead, and Chen Jialuo is a waste for not killing the emperor!"

The little angry young man was very unhappy and wanted to tear the book up!

No wonder he was so angry!

In later online novels, the heroine is written to be someone else, and the protagonist is given a prairie hat and is also written to die. If readers don’t send knives to the writer, it must be because the writer has a very good personality!

Not to mention the male protagonist of this book, Chen Jialuo, who is indecisive and has no ambition.

No wonder in later movies and TV shows, this guy either died miserably or was just a useless supporting role!

"Okay, I understand!" Chen Jianjun put the book away and picked up another one.

Chen Hao asked, "Dad, do you still want to read this book written by a fool?"

Chen Jianjun stood at the door, facing the sun, and said with a faint smile: "I'll give it to you, Uncle Guo!"

Chen Feng felt a chill!

These people in the security department have nothing to do all day long, either reading newspapers or bragging. These martial arts novels from Hong Kong Island really make them feel like they are in heaven.

no way!

Now is not like the future, when there are millions of novelists in the country. If you are not satisfied with this book, there are millions more to choose from.

No choice!

"Brother, have you read this book? What happened to the heroine in the book?" Fatty Wang asked, picking up the Seven Swords.

Chen Feng has not read the original novel. He has only seen the TV series starring Zhao Wenzhuo and the movie starring Kim Hee Sun, but it was too long ago that he had long forgotten the ending.

“It seems pretty miserable.”

"Why isn't there a book that's more comfortable to read?"

Fatty Wang sighed to the sky with great enthusiasm!

But I still didn't let go!

It’s better to have it than not!

Chen Feng walked out with a smile. It's not that Jin Gu and others can't write a happy story that makes people feel happy all the way. With their abilities, they can definitely write it.

However, these days, those who can read and write in Hong Kong are all from the upper and middle classes of society.

They don't like amateurish writing. If the novel lacks depth, they... well, they may not dislike it, but it will be so embarrassing for the author!

Writing novels is embarrassing enough, and they can't afford to lose face by writing literary works like Bai Juyi's that can be understood by the common people!

You know, the literati of that era had a very high social status and they really didn’t have to kneel to eat!

So envious!