Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

Wang Feng returned to Courtyard No. 95 from Ninth Master's place and studied traditional Chinese medicine with him for two days, which deepened his understanding of the subject.

After all, he had read almost all the practical medical books on the market, and he had memorized the contents of these books. Now, with the careful teaching of Ninth Master, an old Chinese medicine doctor, and the occasional acupuncture experiments by Second Brother and the others, he was learning very quickly.

It's no exaggeration to say that he can now treat common minor illnesses without any problems. He knows how to prescribe medicine for things like headaches, colds, and fevers, and he has a clear understanding of the dosage.

He had many prescriptions memorized, but he lacked clinical experience. The dosage of the prescriptions would vary depending on the person and the condition.

Back inside, Qin Jingru poured him a cup of tea and said, "Brother Wang Feng, we're out of vegetables today. Let's have cured meat and eggs for dinner."

Wang Feng took a sip of tea and nodded: "Yeah, I forgot to bring any meat back today. Tomorrow's Sunday, I'm off, so I'll bring back a pheasant and a rabbit. You can ask Aunt Wu to help you kill them."

"OK."

Qin Jingru smiled sweetly and poured herself a cup of tea.

"Brother Wang Feng, you take a rest for a while, I'll go cook."

"Go."

......

Mao'er Hutong.

Inside a small room of only ten square meters.

Guo Da Piezi handed a Daqianmen cigarette to the skinny young man in front of him and asked, "Hei Zi, is everything settled?"

Hei Zi took the cigarette, lit it, and chuckled, "Second Uncle, don't worry, I'm very reliable. I found another kid today and asked him to tell that woman to put the money under the big willow tree in the courtyard of No. 88. I'll have another kid check later. If the woman really put the money there, we'll be rich!"

After a pause, Hei Zi took out twenty yuan from his pocket and handed it to Guo Da Pie Zi.

"Second Uncle, I sold that little bastard to a pimp today. Here's the twenty yuan he gave me."

Guo Da Piezi waved his hand: "Hei Zi, I'm your own second uncle, why are you being so polite with me? You can keep this money yourself. If any woman actually comes up with a thousand yuan today, we'll split it 50/50, five hundred each."

"real?"

Hei Zi was both shocked and delighted. If he had five hundred yuan, plus the two hundred or so he had saved from doing odd jobs, he could buy a job and then he would have a job.

With a stable job, what kind of beautiful wife can't you marry?

Guo Da Piezi waved his hand and laughed, "Hei Zi, when has your second uncle ever lied to you? After we get this money, you can contribute some more yourself, and I'll try to buy you a job."

"Yes, thank you, Uncle." Hei Zi said happily.

"Alright, go check now to see if that woman has put the money at the designated location. Remember, don't go to the scene yourself. If any of the women call the police, we'll be in trouble," Guo Da Piezi instructed.

Hei Zi patted his chest loudly, assuring everyone, "Second Uncle, don't worry. How could I possibly handle something like this myself? I'll send the kids, and have a few of them keep watch. Even if some woman reports it to the police, they won't be able to trace it back to me."

"Okay, then go quickly."

"Okay, Second Uncle, I'm off now. Wait for my good news."

After saying that, Hei Zi opened the door and went out.

Watching Hei Zi's retreating figure, Guo Da Piezi let out a long sigh.

He had tied up the stick before, his only purpose was to get Qin Huairu to return his confession to him, but after thinking it over, he felt that he couldn't do it that way, otherwise he would definitely end up in jail.

If he asks Qin Huairu for a confession, it will prove that he is the one who committed the "stick-tying" act, and he will be exposed immediately.

After thinking it over, I decided to ask Qin Huairu for some money and then sell the stick to a beggar, so that Qin Huairu, that wretched woman, would suffer for the rest of her life.

Finally, through his conversation with Yi Zhonghai, he learned that Qin Huairu had at least five hundred yuan in savings. Combining this with his observations of Qin Huairu over the past few days, he knew that she had borrowed over a hundred yuan from Wang Mazi and Tieguai Li, and that she had also extorted over a hundred yuan from him, bringing her total to over two hundred yuan.

Previously, Jia Dongxu was killed by a machine and received 300 yuan in compensation. He calculated that Qin Huairu's family should be able to come up with 1,000 yuan.

His confession is still in Qin Huairu's hands. At worst, he can continue to give Qin Huairu ten yuan a month to keep her calm for now, and then take the confession back from her when the opportunity arises.

With such a huge handle in Qin Huairu's hands, he couldn't sleep at night. He had to find a way to get the confession back.

Guo Da Piezi thought about it for a while, but for safety's sake, he still didn't dare to stay at Hei Zi's house. If something happened to Hei Zi, wouldn't it be very dangerous for him to be waiting there?

Thinking of this, he opened the door, walked out of the courtyard, and came to the secluded alley opposite the courtyard, secretly watching the pedestrians on the road.

After waiting for less than half an hour, Hei Zi walked into the courtyard with an excited expression. He observed from the alley opposite for a while, and seeing that no police were following, he was relieved and excitedly walked into the courtyard.

Pushing open the door to Kuroko's house, I saw Kuroko sitting excitedly on the edge of the bed counting money, not even noticing that I had entered the room.

"Cough cough."

Guo Da Piezi coughed lightly, and Hei Zi turned around, looking excited, and said:

"Second Uncle, we really have money! We really have a thousand yuan! We're rich! We're rich!"

Guo Da Piezi stepped forward, grinning, and said, "Hey Heizi, how about it? Your second uncle didn't lie to you, did he?"

"Hehe, Second Uncle, are you really going to give me five hundred of this thousand yuan?"

Hei Zi was very excited, his eyes shining as he looked at the stack of large black numbers on the bed.

"Hei Zi, don't you know what kind of person your second uncle is? I said we'll split it 50/50, and that's final."

After a pause, Guo Da Piezi continued, "Hei Zi, your five hundred yuan isn't enough to buy a job. How about this, give me all the money you've saved over the years, and I'll think of a way to see if I can buy you a job."

"Hehe, okay, thanks Second Uncle."

Hei Zi looked excited, lifted the bed board, and took out a stack of money from under the board. There were large ten-dollar bills and some one-dollar and a few-cent bills. All in all, there was 280 yuan.

He counted out 250 yuan, then handed all the 1,000 yuan from the bedside table to Guo Da Piezi, saying happily:

"Second Uncle, I'm waiting for your good news."

Guo Da Piezi took the money, didn't even count it, put it in his pocket, and nodded in agreement.

"Hey, don't worry, I'll try my best to get you a better job. I'll be going now."

"Alright, take care, Second Uncle."