Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

It took Wang Feng about twenty minutes to ride his bike to No. 68 Dongzhimen Courtyard, the secluded little courtyard where Ninth Master now lived.

He didn't knock on the door directly. He looked around and, seeing that no one was there, took out two pounds of pork and two pounds of mutton from his spatial storage, put the bicycle into his spatial storage, and then climbed directly into the yard.

Wang Feng walked into the main room and saw Ninth Master staring intently at the portrait in his hand. He smiled and asked:

"Ninth Master, is the portrait finished?"

Upon hearing Wang Feng's voice, Wang Jiu was somewhat surprised. Had the young master climbed over the wall to get in? He quickly stood up and bowed deeply to Wang Feng.

"Greetings, young master. The portrait is finished. Please take a look."

Wang Feng nodded, took the portrait and looked at it. It was quite well drawn, with clear facial features. Even the mole on the second son's face, with a small tuft of hair growing on it, was drawn.

With this portrait, as long as the five people bear a 50% resemblance to the portrait, he can easily identify them.

Then I looked at the remaining four portraits. They were all similar, and each of the four people had their own unique characteristics.

The third child has particularly thick eyebrows, the fourth child has a scar on his face, and the fifth child has a very high nose bridge, somewhat like a foreigner's nose bridge.

As for the sixth brother, he's a bit of a problem. He has a very ordinary face and looks quite average, which makes him even harder to spot.

"Ninth Master, how similar are these portraits to the real people? Is there anything special about this Sixth Brother?" Wang Feng asked.

Wang Jiu gave a wry smile: "Young Master, it took me two whole days to draw these five portraits. They are about 60% similar to the real people. You should be able to recognize them when you see them in person. As for the sixth brother, he has a very ordinary face and there's nothing special about him."

"By the way, young master, the sixth brother has very thick chest hair, does that count?"

Wang Feng nodded: "Alright, let's do it this way then. I'll try my best to rescue them."

As he spoke, Wang Feng handed the oil paper package to Ninth Master and said, "Ninth Master, here are two catties of pork and two catties of mutton. You can eat these first. I'll bring you more when you're done. As for Second Brother and the others, I will rescue them as soon as possible."

Wang Jiu took the oil paper package and bowed deeply to Wang Feng, saying, "Thank you, young master."

Wang Feng waved his hand: "Alright, I'll take these five portraits. After I rescue those five people in the next couple of days, I'll come back to you to learn traditional Chinese medicine."

"Yes, young master."

After seeing Wang Feng off, Wang Jiu was very excited. As long as he rescued the five of them, and the young master sent them, including the second brother's wife and children, to Hong Kong Island, they could start a new life.

After leaving No. 68 courtyard, Wang Feng rode his bicycle towards Nanluoguxiang.

He took two jin of pork and two jin of mutton with him on the way. When he returned to No. 95 Courtyard, it was already 4:30 pm. Qin Jingru had already come back from get off work.

"Brother Wang Feng, you're back?"

As soon as Wang Feng parked his bicycle, Qin Jingru greeted him with a smile.

"Jingru, there are two jin of pork and two jin of mutton on the handlebars. Take the meat to the kitchen."

"OK."

Qin Jingru took the meat off the handlebars and put it in the kitchen, then poured Wang Feng a cup of tea.

She came back at four o'clock in the afternoon and started boiling water; the tea was also freshly brewed.

"Brother Wang Feng, I made Liu Lan cook for Qin Huairu today, hehe, let's see if she dares to do anything naughty again. From now on, if Qin Huairu dares to eat at the third canteen, I'll make her go to work hungry every day."

Wang Feng smiled but didn't say anything.

He wasn't entirely sure if Qin Huairu really intended to harm him. If she was, it wouldn't be as simple as just flipping a wok; he would make sure Qin Huairu suffered terribly.

It was 5:10 p.m. when people gradually returned to the courtyard.

Lu Banxia was the first to return. She always commutes to and from get off work by bicycle, so she always gets back earlier than others.

Not long after Lu Banxia returned, Qin Huairu returned to the courtyard listlessly.

I don't know what happened today, but Liu Lan actually flipped the wok for her. She doesn't seem to have offended Liu Lan. Could it be that Jingru asked Liu Lan to flip the wok for her?

She ordered two cornbread buns and a serving of cabbage today, but Liu Lan chose the two smallest cornbread buns for her, which together were only the size of a normal one. The cabbage was just soup, with only a few leaves.

Recently, Wang Mazi and Li Lei have rarely helped her pay for meals. The main reason is that they both have families to support, and she has almost drained their savings. Now she is only superficially entertaining them. Since she has no money, she doesn't want to waste her time on these two.

Her most important task now is to find a high-paid cadre, preferably someone like Wang Feng, who not only earns a high salary but also knows how to hunt.

In her heart, if this person were Wang Feng, she would truly be willing to follow him, as long as he was willing to help her raise the child.

After all, Wang Feng was handsome and younger than her, making him her ideal partner, unlike Wang Mazi and Li Lei, one with a pockmarked face and the other a cripple. She only wanted them to help out her family; she didn't even let them touch her hand.

Upon reaching the central courtyard, Qin Huairu saw that Wang Feng's gate was wide open. She hesitated for a moment, but still went over.

When she arrived at Wang Feng's house, she saw Wang Feng and Lu Banxia sitting inside drinking tea, so she went straight in.

"Qin Huairu, what brings you here? Is something the matter?"

When Wang Feng saw Qin Huairu, he asked in surprise.

Qin Huairu forced a smile and said, "Wang Feng, I'm looking for Jingru. Is Jingru home?"

Wang Feng nodded to Lu Banxia, ​​who then shouted towards the kitchen:

"Sister Jingru, Qin Huairu is looking for you."

Qin Jingru, who was preparing ingredients in the kitchen, heard Lu Banxia's voice and walked out of the kitchen without even putting down the cleaver.

Upon entering the living room and seeing Qin Huairu, Qin Jingru frowned and asked, "Qin Huairu, what do you want with me?"

When Qin Huairu saw Qin Jingru holding a kitchen knife, she smiled awkwardly and said, "Well, Jingru, I came to see you because there's something I want to tell you."

"What is it? Tell me."

Qin Jingru waved the kitchen knife in her hand, making Qin Huairu a little guilty, but she forced herself to calm down and said with a smile:

"Jingru, it's like this, I was eating lunch at the third canteen, and Liu Lan flipped the wok for me. You see, isn't the third canteen under your jurisdiction? Could you talk to the people at the third canteen and ask them not to flip the wok for me?"

"Jingru, I know that food is in short supply all over the country right now. I'm not asking them to give me more food, I just want them not to toss the food around in the wok, is that alright?"