"It can be done for a long time, but I estimate that the profit-making period will only last for one or two years, and then the profits will become very thin. We don't want to do it for a long time, so we will strive for a first-mover advantage.

Moreover, the machines we build are beyond the reach and affordability of ordinary people.

Within a period of time, the quality of our tapes will be better than others. People who buy our tapes will definitely recognize our tapes, and the price will be higher.

Print a few words on the tape we produce: Rifle products must be of high quality, and counterfeiters will be investigated!"

"Then our tapes are called rifle cards?"

"Well, let's call it a rifle belt. Once word of mouth spreads among those who buy the tape, everyone will recognize our brand."

"But isn't this business a shady business, and you still have to put up a brand?"

"It has to be branded. People who buy don't know how to see the light. They only consider whether the money they spend is worth it. There is a reason why we sell it expensively. What we sell is a famous brand, not those

Goods on the road.”

After explaining the details, Xian Yaodong and Xian Weimin hurriedly embarked on their journey back without having time to tour the capital.

A week after the two left, Nan Yi got a sick note and went back to Wenchangwei to train the person who copied the tape.

He also learns and sells now. While watching the teaching video tape, he fumbles the operation while teaching others.

Fortunately, it's not too difficult and you can operate it with a little exploration.

However, it took a lot of trouble to build a soundproof workshop. The soundproof materials were too difficult to obtain. Nanyi could not wait there, so he had to teach the masons of the brigade to perform simulated operations overnight.

After confirming that the masons could handle it, he hurried back to the capital.

As soon as he stepped into the school gate, Xu Qian stopped him.

"Nanyi, you have broken your promise."

"Wangwangwang!" Nan Yi imitated a dog's bark and asked, "Are you satisfied or not?"

"Bah, who wants you to bark like a dog? I know you took sick leave. Are you feeling better now?"

"It's okay. Why are you so free and hanging around the gate at this hour?"

"What? I'm publishing the blackboard newspaper. I'm hungry and I plan to go out to eat."

"Then you go quickly. I have to go to the classroom quickly. I have missed so much zakat, and I have to make it up as soon as possible."

"Okay, the play is still being performed. You have to accompany me to watch it in two days."

"Okay, got it."

In two days, I made up for the missed courses, and it was also the weekend.

Lai Biao took a Jiangguang 205 camera [renamed Phoenix in 1983] and said coquettishly that he wanted to go out to collect photos. Liu Zhen wanted to hide in the room and listen to "Don't Pick Wild Flowers on the Roadside". Nan Yi went back to the depths of flowers alone.

Stepping into the courtyard, Nan Ruoping was helping Aunt Yu bake matchboxes.

Seeing Nan Yi approaching, he jumped into Nan Yi's arms and said, "Dad, you haven't been back for several days."

"Didn't Dad tell you before that I'm going to the south for a few days?"

"Oh, I know, but I just miss my dad."

"Well, daddy misses you too." Nan Yi stroked Nan Ruobin's head and said dotingly: "You've gained weight again. Have you only eaten meat these days?"

"No, I gained weight just because I haven't eaten meat for several days. Dad, didn't you tell me that all animals that eat vegetarian food are fat, but those that eat meat are not fat."

"Oh, what a clever guy. He knows how to poke my shield with my spear."

"Hee hee hee."

"Aunt Yu, this weekend, I took Ruobin out to play. I won't eat at home today. If you want to cook here, you can cook here. If you don't want to, you can take the food home and cook it."

"That's a good feeling. Once I finish gluing these matchboxes, I'll go back."

"Well, you can just come back tomorrow morning."

With that said, Nan Yi hugged Nan Ruobin and walked out of the courtyard.

The little girl rarely has the opportunity to go out and wander around, so everything she sees feels new.

As soon as I walked out of the alley, a "bang" sound reached my ears.

"Oh, popcorn machine."

As soon as he heard the sound, Nan Yi knew someone was popping popcorn.

"Nanyi, why are you back again?"

Aunt Yu said in surprise when she saw Nan Yi walking back with Nan Ruopeng in his arms.

"Someone is popping popcorn at the entrance of the alley. Aunt Yu, get half a catty of rice and some sugar. I'll pop some popcorn too."

"You don't need to take the sugar, there must be saccharin in the popcorn."

"It's for Ruofu, saccharin is not healthy."

"You are very particular, I will get it."

Aunt Yu walked into the kitchen and brought out a meter and a glass can.

Nan Yi took a look and said: "Aunt Yu, please come with me too. When it explodes, you can get your things back."

"okay."

The two of them walked up to the popcorn man, and it happened that the two children in front of them had just finished popping popcorn, so they were free.

"Master, how much does it cost to make one shot?"

"Get rice for yourself, 10 cents."

"I don't need your saccharine."

"It's two cents cheaper."

"Okay, please take the money and please explode it."

The popcorn maker poured the rice into the popcorn muzzle, then took the sugar, "Do you want dessert or something light?"

"Take it lighter, my daughter will eat it."

After the master put the sugar on the table, he flattened the barrel and placed it on the fire. When he pulled the bellows, the flames jumped up fiercely with a shrill sound.

First, the gun barrel was rotated quickly to allow the barrel to be heated evenly. After a minute or two, the rotation speed slowed down. After a while, the master shouted: "It's time to fire the gun."

"Master, please put it away."

Nan Yi did not cover Nan Ruobin's ears. The sound of the cannon was neither too loud nor too small. It would only frighten her a little, but it would not damage her eardrums.

The little girl was not frightened by the bang, but her eyes brightened when she saw the dots of rice crackers on the black sack that was already so dark.

"Dad, let me down."

As soon as Nan Yi put the little girl down, she rushed towards the sack, grabbed a handful with her little hands and stuffed it into her mouth first, then grabbed another handful and stuffed it into her little pocket.

After a while, her little pocket couldn't fit any more.

"Dad, lend me your schoolbag."

Nan Yi took off his schoolbag from his shoulder, took out the contents and put them in his pocket. He shook them upside down to shake off the debris inside.

"Here it is, remember to give it back to me."

"Well, I'll return it to you after I finish eating."

There wasn't much popcorn in half a kilogram of rice. It only filled half of the school bag, which was slightly bulging.

Nan Yi tied a knot on the schoolbag rope and shortened the strap. Nan Yi hung the schoolbag around Nan Ruobin's neck, picked her up again, and continued walking forward.

Along the way, I saw people playing tops, playing shuttlecocks, throwing cigarette shells, jumping rubber bands, rolling hoops, playing with treasures, playing with match guns, flipping ropes, reading little books, and posting big characters.

Reported.

Um?

Nan Yi went back and looked at what was written on the big-character poster.

"Pan Saiqin, shameless, is a vixen. He broke shoes with my husband once in the factory office, once at Houhai Beach, and once...Dad, what does breaking shoes mean?"

"I'm sorry, dad can't answer this question for you yet. You asked about a blind spot in dad's knowledge. I'll wait until dad goes to the library to look it up before I can answer you."

"OK."

Continuing to walk and reaching the road, Nan Yi's craving for cigarettes came back, so he placed Nan Ruoping on the upwind side and lit a cigarette on the downwind side.

Nan Ruoping was eating rice crackers and looking at the cars passing by on the road, "Dad, what kind of car is this?"

"The SH760 produced by the Shanghai Automobile Factory began mass production in 1965."

"Then the one at the back too?"

"No, it's sh760a, an improved model of sh760, which was only available the year before last."

"This one is square."

"bj212 jeep."

"..."

"The Soviet Union's Lada, the one at the back is a three-wheeler, also called a three-wheeler. It should be... Damn, it's actually a BMW."

Nan Yi couldn't believe his eyes. The three-wheeler in front of him was actually a BMW R75.

Is this thing available in China?
Chapter completed!