Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

After blowing out the kerosene lamp and returning it to his spatial storage, Wang Feng put his black hood back on, walked out of the abandoned courtyard, took out his bicycle, and rode towards Beijing.

In the city, Wang Feng still dared not sprint at full speed. There were too many people in the city, and if he were seen by some homeless people, it would be too shocking.

Wang Feng rode his bicycle at a moderate speed.

As he passed under a bridge, he suddenly saw a familiar figure. The person was filthy and lying weakly under the bridge, emaciated and looking like a homeless person.

"He Daqing!"

Wang Feng exclaimed inwardly. He hadn't expected to see He Daqing under the bridge, and judging from his appearance, he had probably been a homeless person for some time.

Previously, when He Daqing returned to the compound, he emptied Yi Zhonghai's coffers and left Beijing with more than three thousand yuan. How glorious He Daqing was back then.

Wang Feng stopped his bicycle and stood twenty meters away, quietly watching He Daqing lying in the bridge hole. He never expected that He Daqing had only just returned to Baoding and had already become like this.

The original He Daqing wasn't like this at all. How come he was kicked out by the widow's son so many years earlier?

That doesn't seem right. The widow's two sons should only be around ten years old now. They shouldn't be able to beat He Daqing, right? How did they get kicked out of their home and become homeless?

Moreover, He Daqing brought so much money back to Baoding last time, plus the money he earned from his job, he shouldn't have been kicked out. Even if he was kicked out, with so much money on him, how could he have fallen to this state?

Wang Feng had no intention of going over to greet He Daqing, after all, his trip to Baoding was a secret, and he didn't want anyone to know his secret.

What He Daqing is like now has nothing to do with him. Someone who wanted to surpass Dorgon deserves to end up like this.

He dared to marry a widow with children; this is what happened.

Wang Feng used his spiritual sense to examine He Daqing's entire body and quickly discovered that He Daqing's right hand had been broken and his right leg had been crippled.

Wang Feng sighed inwardly. No wonder He Daqing was living under the bridge; it turned out his right hand had been broken.

He Daqing is a skilled cook and can make a living anywhere. However, the key to stir-frying and tossing dishes lies in his right hand. Since his right hand is fractured, he can no longer stir-fry dishes.

As for who broke He Daqing's bones and why He Daqing ended up in this state, Wang Feng had no interest in knowing.

It's good that this kind of person died under the bridge and was torn apart by wild dogs, so he won't go back and cause trouble for He Yushui later.

He didn't plan to tell He Yushui about this, lest she find out and take He Daqing back to harm people again.

He Yushui is already miserable enough to have a silly brother like Zhu. If He Daqing goes back, her situation will only get worse.

He had a good relationship with He Yushui, and she used to cook for him often. He didn't want to see He Yushui in such a miserable state.

Wang Feng only stood at a distance and watched He Daqing for a minute before shaking his head, then rode his bicycle towards Beijing.

The city walls and guards in Baoding's urban area are gone, and people can come and go freely even at night.

Wang Feng rode his bike to the outskirts of the city in less than half an hour.

After glancing around and seeing that no one was around, Wang Feng put his bicycle into his spatial storage and began to speed off towards Beijing.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh."

The trees rushed past Wang Feng, the wind whistling in his ears, and his speed reached its limit at that moment.

Wang Feng estimated that his maximum speed could reach 180 mph, but the burst of speed would take too much to sustain for long; he estimated that he could only maintain it for a maximum of two hours.

A speed of 160 km/h is just right; it can run continuously for ten or so hours without any problem, and the difference isn't that significant.

It's a little past four in the morning, and he's still 160 kilometers away from Beijing. At his speed of 160 km/h, he can get back to Beijing just before dawn.

Wang Feng ran all the way and finally arrived outside the city of Beijing an hour later.

I checked the time; it was only 5:40. It would be about half an hour before it started to get light.

Wang Feng arrived at the large blue stone about a mile outside the city and entered the space.

This place is quite secluded; even if someone comes after daybreak, it will be difficult to find him.

Upon arriving at the living area of ​​the space, Wang Feng brewed a pot of tea and waited for dawn while smoking and drinking it.

After finishing a pot of tea and smoking three Zhonghua cigarettes, Wang Feng left the space.

It was just getting light, and at 6:20, the city gates had already been opened.

Wang Feng changed into a coarse linen garment, removed his hood, took out his bicycle, and rode towards the city gate.

When he arrived just a few dozen meters from the city gate, he saw several farmers driving an oxcart toward the city.

Wang Feng followed them into the city without being questioned.

It was already getting light, and soon crowds of people would be coming and going into the city.

As soon as he entered the city, Wang Feng rode his bicycle and headed eagerly towards Nanluoguxiang.

The city gate is neither close nor far from Nanluoguxiang. It took more than 20 minutes by bike to get to No. 28 Nanluoguxiang.

Standing outside the door, Wang Feng did not knock. He knew that Lou Xiao'e must still be sleeping at this time. Seeing that no one was passing by, he rolled over and climbed into the yard.

They took Lou Bancheng and his wife out of the space warehouse and carefully placed them on the ground. Then they took out two bowls of cold water and splashed them on their faces. Lou Bancheng and his wife instantly woke up from their coma.

Lou Bancheng had just woken up when he started cursing at Wang Feng: "Wang Feng, you little brat, you even dare to hit your father-in-law! I think you're up to no good!"

Tanya Li also looked at Wang Feng angrily, waiting for his explanation.

"Cough cough."

Wang Feng coughed lightly and explained with an awkward smile, "Well, Dad, Mom, I just wanted you to see our son as soon as possible, don't worry about the details."

"Dad, Mom, we're back in Beijing now. We're in the courtyard where Goose lives. You wait here while I go get Goose."