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

"If what you said is true, and there really is a Huichen Pearl in the tomb of King Xian, then both the people there and the children of Queqiao Shao will definitely go to the Worm Valley to dig for it."

Chen Jianguo is very clear about the urgency of the situation!

Zhang Qishan was carrying out two major projects at the same time, which cost a huge amount of money. The higher-ups did not hesitate and gave their support directly!

Warehouse 11 is still valuable. After all, we do need a safe place to seal up those dangerous ghost things.

But Gutongjing is simply Zhang Qishan’s selfish desire!

This project is essentially a bait, a bait to lure the Wang family to jump out and take the bait!

The cost of launching such a project in the desert is beyond imagination!

But it was still executed!

"If we can find the descendants of Partridge Whistle and contact them, the intervention of foreign capital as patriotic overseas Chinese can also reduce the domestic burden and save the already limited US dollar foreign exchange," said Chen Feng.

"Where is the US dollar exchange?"

Chen Jianguo shook his head and said, "It means using gold and silver as hard currency for transactions."

“So we need to attract more investors.”

Chen Feng smiled and said, "The project is unprofitable, so everyone's losses are limited. If the project succeeds, everyone will share the secret of immortality. Grandfather was not well prepared back then, so he suffered a great loss in the tomb of King Xian. This time, we have experience, so we can bring guns, cannons, and explosives, and we can call in bombers when necessary."

"I just don't believe there is any trick that can stop us."

Chen Jianguo broke out in a cold sweat.

My nephew is so cruel, he is going to bomb every grave!

But Yunnan is right on the border, so calling in a few bombers is not a difficult task!

"Okay, I'll apply to the higher-ups and ask the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the American Chinese Youth Gang to help us look for him. However, more than 20 years have passed, so it may not be easy to find Partridge Whistle."

"No, gold shines wherever it goes. I'm sure that the children of Partridge Whistle are also members of the upper class in the United States, or at least frequent visitors."

Chen Feng said with certainty.

Yang Xueli is a rich woman, and God knows how much of Partridge Whistle's inheritance she has inherited.

"You have to find a way to work with the Zhang family to keep yourself in Hong Kong, and also find a way to bring your aunt and her family over there."

"Lou's family?"

"Yes, the Lou family has strong connections there. In 45, many people fled to Sijiu City, and many of them settled there. If we can persuade the higher-ups to release the Lou family, the benefits will be huge."

Chen Feng gave him a bad idea and said, "You can ask the Lou family to donate. Keeping so much gold will be a disaster sooner or later. Give up all the family property in exchange for moving to Hong Kong Island."

"We lost gold, but we gained freedom!"

"As long as they are alive, with the Lou family's assets and connections in Hong Kong, plus our Chen family's men, can't they rise again?"

"It is better to exchange freedom for gold than for life!"

Chen Jianguo nodded. Indeed, the future was unpredictable, but the Lou family was indeed living very uncomfortably in the old city.

What good is it if you only have gold?

Instead of enjoying life, I live in fear every day!

"Connecting with the Zhang family and the Partridge Whistle externally and the Lou family internally, and establishing a foothold in Hong Kong Island is a good route."

"Okay, I'll find a chance to talk to the higher-ups. I believe they won't break the rules to get the Lou family's assets, and at the same time, tap into the Lou family's surplus value in Hong Kong Island."

After analyzing the situation with Chen Feng, they discussed together how to make a name for themselves with the Zhang family and demonstrate the great overseas value of the second young master of Changshengshan so that he could stay in Hong Kong.

He left three bottles of well water for Chen Jianguo and told him that it was life-saving medicine.

Chen Fengcai and Chen Jianguo parted ways.

When they returned to Zhou Jing's house, there were already seven or eight more children gathered around the stone stove, all following Chen Li to grill fish.

"Brother, where have you been?" Chen Hao looked and found that there was no sack or anything hanging on the bicycle.

This unscientific!

In the past, every time Chen Feng went out, he would always bring something back.

"Don't look at it. I just went to the harbor to take a look. There are only fish there. Do you want to eat some?"

"Haha, forget it."

"Big pot, shall we have grilled fish?" Chen Li said, holding up a grilled cod.

"No, you eat it yourself."

Ignoring the group of children who were having fun, he pushed his bicycle inside and lay down on the bamboo bed in the house to rest.

A few children squatted beside the stone stove, roasting fish and warming themselves by the fire. They seemed very happy and burst into laughter from time to time.

Fatty Wang remembered the story he had heard from Wang Jinbao on the way. After a little processing, he expanded it into a mythological story from the Republic of China period, which aroused the curiosity of a group of children.

"Why are you lying on a bamboo bed in this cold winter? Aren't you afraid of getting sick?"

Grandma came in and saw Chen Feng was lazy, so she woke him up and asked him to lie down on the bed.

"Grandma, I'm not asleep. I'm just thinking about something. Besides, I'm wearing leather."

Chen Feng opened his eyes and explained.

"That won't work either. Get up and go to bed. I'll stand the bamboo bed up."

Chen Feng had no choice but to get up and help the old man put away the bamboo bed.

Before dark, the grilled fish gang in the yard reluctantly disbanded. The guys who had eaten several grilled fish in the afternoon could not eat anything else when faced with stir-fried bacon, fried duck eggs, and braised fish.

Chen Feng and Zhou Jing spent a long time eating.

"Director Mao asked me if I would like to go to Tanggu Town because he was going to be promoted."

Although Qianshui Bay Commune and Tanggu Town are both at the township level in terms of administrative hierarchy, Qianshui Bay Commune is more of a rural center, while Tanggu Town, where the commune is located, is a real commercial town.

This is like a prefecture-level city, a provincial capital, and a remote mountainous city, which are completely different things.

"Xiao Feng, you're smart, tell me, do you want to go?"

Chen Feng thought for a moment and shook his head.

"Uncle, in Repulse Bay and Zhoujia Village, you are a local and everyone protects you. But in Tanggu, no one knows you. Even if Director Mao protects you, I'm afraid it will be easy for something to go wrong."

"You are so kind!"

Zhou Jing laughed when he heard it and was very satisfied with Chen Feng's compliment.

Grandpa sighed.

This silly son, the eldest grandson is saying in a tactful way that he is stupid!

"Forget it. It's good in the village now. If we go to the town, it will be inconvenient to go home in the future." Zhou Jing definitely wanted to go to Tanggu, but his reason told him not to.

He doesn't even know many words. In the past six months, he has been going to the school near the village committee to attend classes and attending cram school run by a barefoot doctor in the evening.

The cultural level is too low!

Director Mao was willing to promote him because he had his eyes on his brother-in-law's family.