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"This officer is the battalion commander of the navy. You have to complete the other party's request.”
Director Wang, the street supervisor of Nanluogu Alley, stood quietly on the wall of the courtyard house. He had a solemn expression on his face.
Chief Wang had been thinking about this.
After Lin Feng finished touring the east and west rooms, he noticed the blankets in the room. Pillow. The cabinets were all new.
There was also a radio in the main room. They were all new.
He walked to the room and opened the red door. "Who are you?" What's the matter?"
"Hello. I'm the street director of this area. Director Wang was shocked to see Lin Feng so young.
He was a Battalion Commander at such a young age. His future was limitless.
Realization dawned on Lin Feng, and he strode forward."Hello, Chief Wang. I'll have to take care of you in the future."
"I'm Lin Feng."
"Hello, Comrade Lin Feng."
"It's like this. The leader of the Navy Logistics Department told me everything. Here, you supply one catty of soybean oil every month. Ten catties of pork. Five catties of beef. Three catties of eggs." Chief Wang quickly said with a respectful attitude.
"Also, this is the key to the iron lock of the door. Please keep it." Chief Wang respectfully handed the keys over.
Lin Feng was a little surprised and smiled."Thank you for your hard work, Chief Wang.”
"It's not hard. If you need anything, come find me on the street."
"If there are any other small matters, you can come to me. I'll be leaving now, Comrade Lin Feng." After saying this, Chief Wang turned around and left.
Actually, this was the Navy Logistics Department. After receiving a call from President Chen, he specially provided it to Lin Feng.
Lin Feng ran back to the office in Yanjing and packed his clothes. He brought them to this courtyard house.
That night, he boiled hot water in the courtyard house and took a bath.
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The next day, Lin Feng put on a black tunic suit. Before leaving his new home. He locked the iron lock with the key.
Coo! At this moment, a military jeep appeared. He slowly drove out from the depths of the alley. It stopped in front of Lin Feng.
"Deputy Director Lin, President Chen told me personally. Let me be your driver and guard.”The guard was wearing a yellow military uniform. He turned around and looked at Lin Feng.
"Alright, thanks for your hard work." Send me back to the office first. I have to deal with some documents.”
Arriving at the office, Lin Feng jumped out of the jeep and strode in.
The guard hurriedly parked the car and followed Lin Feng in.
"What's your name?"
"My name is Zhang Gousheng."
"Alright then, I'll call you Dog Feed. This way, it looks more intimate." Lin Feng picked up the copper kettle and went to the tap to get some water. He placed it on top of the coal stove.
"Dog leftovers. You'll be wearing plain clothes in the future, understand?"
"You can carry a gun. Don't equip it with a spear, it's too conspicuous. It's easy to be discovered by the spies."
Lin Feng reminded her, then pulled open the drawer and took out a pencil.
"Yes, sir! Deputy Director Lin!" Zhang Gousheng saluted.
"Also, there's some money here. Take it to the post office and send it back to your parents.”Lin Feng suddenly thought of something. He took out the living expenses that his brother had sent him. They had 100 yuan.
Zhang Gousheng was stunned for a moment before he quickly shook his head,""Deputy Director Lin. I can't take your money."
"Take it. This is an order."
"It's not easy for you to be a soldier. Be filial to your parents.”Lin Feng was determined. He stuffed the money into Zhang Gousheng's shirt pocket.
Zhang Gousheng's eyes instantly became wet, and his emotions began to fluctuate.""Thank you! Thank you, Deputy Director Lin."
"Alright, don't cry." Drive back now and change into plain clothes. I don't want new clothes, I want old ones. Do you understand?"
"Understood!"
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Lin Feng finished the report and prepared to go to the Navy Logistics Department tomorrow. He received the payment for the next month's purchases.
In 1955, prices were still very low. They began to issue national food stamps.
Lin Feng made a trip to the Dazhalan market to ask about the prices there.
White flour was 1.3 cents per catty and required local food stamps.
Cob noodles cost eight cents per catty, and they required local food stamps.
Pork was 40 cents per catty and required local food stamps.
Cabbage was five cents per catty and required local food stamps.
Lin Feng prepared a plan. He would go to the village outside Miyun City to make some purchases.
Of course, he also had to go to the villages near Yanqing.
This was his job, and he couldn't slack off.
"Chief Wang. I'm sorry, but I have something to trouble you with.”
After Lin Feng got off work, he went to the street office of Nanluogu Alley.
"Deputy Director Lin." What do you want? Just tell me, as long as it's something I can do."
"I want to find a chef to come over and cook for me tonight. You also know that I'm not a real chef after all.”Lin Feng smiled bitterly.
"Yes, I have a candidate." Chief Wang's mind was spinning. He was the successor of Tan Family Cuisine, and his name was He Daqing.”
"He Daqing?" Lin Feng was surprised. The name sounded familiar.
Wasn't this Silly Zhu's father?
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