Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

The next day, early in the morning.

When Wang Feng woke up, Qin Jingru was already making breakfast.

"Brother Wang Feng, go wash up quickly, I made your favorite shredded pork noodles."

"Um."

After washing up, Wang Feng ate a large mouthful of delicious shredded pork noodles and said to Qin Jingru:

"Jingru, after we finish eating, I'll go to the factory with you."

"Brother Wang Feng, are you going to see Sister Lan?" Qin Jingru asked.

"Yes, there are still some things I need to discuss with her."

"become."

After breakfast, Qin Jingru brewed a pot of tea for Wang Feng, fed the chickens, and swept the snow in front of the door. Seeing that it was almost time, she went to the steel mill with Wang Feng.

Upon arriving at the factory, Wang Feng went straight to the third canteen and found Liu Lan.

"Sister Lan, what's going on? Did Liu Yuhua agree to meet Yan Jiecheng?" Wang Feng asked.

Liu Lan smiled and nodded: "Wang Feng, Liu Yuhua has agreed, but I'm not familiar with Yan Jiecheng, so the rest is up to you."

"Hehe, no problem, as long as Liu Yuhua is alright," Wang Feng said with a smile.

"Sister Lan, let's do this, that, and then this..."

After hearing Wang Feng's subsequent arrangements, Liu Lan rolled her eyes and said, "Wang Feng, you're really ruthless. Luckily, Yu Hua doesn't care about Yan Jiecheng's family background, otherwise I would rather not have the money than help you match them up."

Recently, Liu Lan has been getting very close to Liu Yuhua. After spending so much time together, she has come to feel some sympathy for Liu Yuhua, a girl who is tough on the outside but soft on the inside.

"Hehe, Sister Lan, I'm just helping them solve the problem of getting married. I've recently inquired about Liu Yuhua's situation. If she marries into the Yan family, she won't be bullied. She might even be able to take charge of the household. It's not a bad thing for her."

Liu Lan waved her hand: "Alright, you can handle it. As long as Yu Hua is not bullied after marrying into the Yan family, I won't interfere. Just let me know in advance when you arrange for them to meet."

"Okay, Sister Lan, I'll go make the arrangements now."

"Let's go, let's go."

Wang Feng was leaving the third canteen and was about to leave the factory when he ran into Li Huaide.

"Haha, brother, I was just about to go to your wife to ask her to let you know when I ran into you. What a coincidence!" Li Huaide laughed.

Wang Feng took out a Zhonghua cigarette, handed it to Li Huaide, and asked with a smile, "Brother Li, what brings you here?"

Li Huaide took the cigarette, lit it, and joked, "Brother, you're doing well, now you're smoking Zhonghua cigarettes."

Wang Feng smiled and waved his hand: "Hehe, Brother Li, you're the factory manager now, the top boss of the factory. I can't just let you smoke cheap cigarettes, can I? I can't be too stingy. Brother Li, what do you want to see me about?"

Li Huaide took a deep drag of his cigarette, took out a slip of paper, handed it to Wang Feng, and said seriously:

"Brother, didn't you say before that there was an elderly woman living alone in your No. 95 compound who went missing and that her house was taken over by the neighborhood committee? I recently coordinated with the neighborhood committee and used a house from our factory to exchange for that elderly woman's house. Just take the note to the neighborhood committee and find Director Wang, and ask her to re-register it for you."

Upon hearing this, Wang Feng was slightly moved by Li Huaide's words; Li Huaide's character and conduct were truly impeccable.

Even after so many days, Li Huaide still remembered Jingru's house allocation, and he actually managed to get the deaf old lady's house.

Taking the note, Wang Feng smiled and said, "Brother Li, thank you so much this time."

Li Huaide patted Wang Feng on the shoulder and laughed, "Brother, don't be so formal. If you really want to thank Brother Li, try to get more meat for the factory. That's better than anything else."

Wang Feng casually replied, "Hehe, no problem, Brother Li. If there's nothing else, I'll head over to the neighborhood office now."

"Go."

As Wang Feng walked out of the steel rolling mill, he didn't know what to say about Li Huaide. Every time they met, Li Huaide would ask him to get more meat for the factory. Did Li Huaide really think that meat was so easy to get? If he got too much, who knows how many people would come to investigate him.

Delivering meat to a steel mill is very different from selling grain on the black market. At the steel mill, this is his official identity, and anyone who investigates can easily trace it back to him, and there's no way he can escape.

He sold sweet potatoes on the black market twice, both times wearing a hood. As long as he wasn't caught on the spot, who could prove that he sold them? With his skills and speed, even the army might not be able to catch him. What did he have to be afraid of?

He now has dozens of tons of gold in his spatial storage, so there's no need to sell things on the black market anymore. However, starting next year, he could start collecting some low-priced antiques.

After leaving the steel rolling mill, Wang Feng did not go to the neighborhood office. Instead, he rode his bicycle to No. 9 Nanluoguxiang.

"Young man, who are you looking for?"

As soon as Wang Feng entered Courtyard No. 9, he was stopped by an old man in his fifties.

Upon seeing this old man, Wang Feng remembered that he had been stopped by him when he came to No. 9 Courtyard to find Matchmaker Li. Wang Feng offered him a cigarette and explained that he was looking for Matchmaker Li, which finally allowed him to pass. He even led him to Matchmaker Li. This old man was somewhat similar to Yan Fugui; he was the gatekeeper of No. 9 Courtyard and also loved to take advantage of others.

Wang Feng didn't want to waste time, so he handed over a Daqianmen cigarette and said, "Sir, I'm here to see Matchmaker Li."

The old man took the cigarette, and seeing that Wang Feng was wearing a Zhongshan suit and was good-looking, clearly looking like a cadre, he grinned and said:

"Oh, you're here to see Matchmaker Li, huh? Young man, you're here to ask Matchmaker Li to introduce you to someone, right? I have a niece, how about I introduce you?"

"Hehe, sir, I'm already married. I'm here to see Matchmaker Li about something. Thank you for your kindness, sir." Wang Feng smiled awkwardly.

The old man was a little disappointed, but he still grinned, revealing a set of big yellow teeth: "Let me take you to find Matchmaker Li."

"No need, thank you, sir. I know where Matchmaker Li lives."

As he spoke, Wang Feng walked past the old man, pushed his bicycle, and went into the courtyard.

When Wang Feng arrived at Matchmaker Li's house, he found the front door closed, so he knocked on the door.

"Knock knock knock".

Who is it?

Upon opening the door, the matchmaker, Li, saw Wang Feng and immediately remembered him, since Wang Feng had given her ten yuan as a matchmaker's fee, which was quite rare.

"You...you're Wang Feng from courtyard number 95?"

"Hehe, Aunt Li, it's me. You have a great memory," Wang Feng said with a smile.

"Wang Feng, come in, come in and sit down."

Matchmaker Li welcomed Wang Feng into the house, poured him a glass of water, and looked at him with some concern, asking, "Wang Feng, you've come to see Aunt Li, it's not because you and Jingru don't get along, is it?"

Wang Feng smiled and waved his hand: "Aunt Li, Jingru and I get along very well. Thank you for introducing me to such a good match. I came to see you today because a friend of mine is going on a blind date, and I would like to ask you to help me play matchmaker."