Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

The backyard, the Xu family's residence.

Xu Damao poured Wang Feng a glass of Lotus White wine, raised his glass, and smiled:

"Brother Wang Feng, this toast is for you."

Wang Feng raised his glass and laughed heartily: "Brother Da Mao, bottoms up!"

The two of them simultaneously drank the wine in their glasses in one gulp.

Xu Damao picked up a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth, looking at Wang Feng with undisguised envy.

"Brother Wang Feng, you are the one I admire most in this courtyard."

Xu Damao gave Wang Feng a thumbs up: "Brother, you are the only cadre in our institute, and you also have a beautiful wife who cooks well. You are the most capable person in our institute."

Wang Feng also ate a piece of chicken, waved his hand, and laughed:

"Brother Da Mao, that's not very nice of you. Your wife is just as good; she's beautiful and knows how to manage a household."

Xu Damao refilled the wine glass and sighed softly. To be honest, he was quite satisfied with Li Sumei. Apart from being from a rural area, Li Sumei was also quite good-looking, not much worse than Qin Huairu. It was just that he himself could not have children, which was a pain in his heart forever.

Xu Damao downed the drink in one gulp and said sullenly, "Brother Wang Feng, let's not talk about this anymore."

Wang Feng smiled slightly, downed his drink, took a bite of food, and asked with a smile:

"Brother Da Mao, I heard you're not showing movies anymore?"

Xu Damao sighed and said, "My injury has just healed, and my body is not as strong as before. Director Li has temporarily arranged for me to guard the warehouse, with the same salary."

Wang Feng nodded and smiled, "That's not bad either. This job is much easier than showing movies in the countryside."

"Hey, Wang Feng, I've really lost out this time. You think just because my salary hasn't changed, I'll be back to where I was before? This is nowhere near as good as showing a movie."

Xu Damao poured himself a drink and downed another glass of wine: "Do you know how lucrative it is to show movies in the countryside? Let me tell you, every time I show a movie in the countryside, I can bring back a chicken or some other mountain produce. According to current prices, a chicken is worth ten yuan. With my salary of thirty-odd yuan, that's just a drop in the bucket."

"Although guarding the warehouse is an easy job, there are no benefits besides the monthly salary of 35.5 yuan. You can calculate how much I'm losing yourself."

Wang Feng knew this very well, even without Xu Damao saying it. With prices so high now, it was indeed a huge loss for Xu Damao to be transferred to guard the warehouse.

However, Xu Damao's situation was something others might not know, but he knew it very well. His kidney had been cut open, so he definitely couldn't do the movie projection work anymore, and there was nothing that could be done about it.

While eating, Wang Feng chatted and joked with Xu Damao.

Today, Qin Jingru made Kung Pao Chicken, and Li Sumei also made stir-fried green peppers and eggs, as well as a hot and sour cabbage dish.

Knowing that the two of them were going to drink, Li Sumei picked up some food and went to the kitchen to eat by herself. It has to be said that Li Sumei is a very good woman. She is good-looking and has a good personality. Xu Damao is very lucky to have married her.

After downing half a jin of liquor, Xu Damao seemed to have opened a floodgate of words, talking non-stop.

After having another drink with Wang Feng, Xu Damao suddenly burst into tears.

"Brother Wang Feng, brother... I'm suffering so much!"

"What's wrong, Brother Da Mao? Why are you crying like that?" Wang Feng asked in surprise.

"I... sigh!"

"belch."

Xu Damao wiped away his tears and took a deep breath: "I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore. Brother Wang Feng, if you consider me a brother, then let's drink until we drop today."

"Alright, since you don't want to talk about it, then we won't. We'll keep drinking until one of us collapses."

"Alright, Brother Wang Feng, let's drink until we drop tonight!"

Wang Feng and Xu Damao clinked glasses and both downed their drinks in one gulp.

Needless to say, Wang Feng knew that Xu Damao had been kicked out of the family by Sha Zhu and was too embarrassed to admit it, so he came to him today to drink away his sorrows.

One cup after another, the bottle of Lotus White wine was quickly divided between the two. Wang Feng had drunk relatively little before, while Xu Damao drank about six liang (300ml) of this bottle, and he only drank about four liang (200ml).

Xu Damao kept hiccuping, then opened another bottle of Lotus White wine, determined to drink until he was completely drunk.

Wang Feng was not intimidated and accepted all comers. Since Xu Damao wanted to get drunk, how could he refuse?

Given his physique, he could probably drink at least ten or twenty jin (5-6 catties) of this kind of liquor. Anyway, he's never been drunk before, and he's not sure exactly how much he can drink.

After downing another two ounces of liquor, Xu Damao felt like the room was spinning.

Wang Feng laughed and knew Xu Damao was about to die, so he drank three cups with him in a row, and Xu Damao collapsed to the ground.

"Sister-in-law, Brother Da Mao is drunk. Please come out and help him back to bed."

Hearing Wang Feng's shouts from inside the room, Li Sumei rushed out and saw Xu Damao lying on the ground. She stomped her feet in anger.

"Drink, drink, drink! You can't drink but you still want to. You'll drink yourself to death sooner or later."

Wang Feng quickly smiled and tried to smooth things over: "Sister-in-law, Brother Da Mao is in a bad mood, so don't worry about him. The ground is cold, let's help him to bed so he doesn't catch a cold."

"Okay, Wang Feng, thank you."

"It's nothing, it's what I should do."

The two helped Xu Damao to bed, and Wang Feng told Li Sumei before leaving Xu Damao's house and returning to the Central Courtyard.

As soon as they got back to the room, Lu Banxia quickly poured tea for Wang Feng and asked with concern, "Brother Feng, are you drunk? Have a cup of tea to sober up."

Wang Feng waved his hand, looking confident: "Banxia, ​​you underestimate me, don't you? With Xu Damao's drinking capacity, even if ten of them came, I could still drink them under the table."

"Huh? Brother Feng, did you drink Xu Damao under the table?" Lu Banxia asked in surprise.

Wang Feng laughed and said, "Xu Damao was in a bad mood and insisted on drinking with me until we were both drunk tonight. The two of us drank a bottle and a half together before he collapsed on the ground."

"Brother Feng, you're amazing."

Lu Banxia gave Wang Feng a thumbs up, her face full of admiration. It was clear that Wang Feng was not drunk at all. The two of them had drunk a bottle and a half, which was more than seven ounces each. Xu Damao had already passed out, but Wang Feng was fine. His alcohol tolerance was already very impressive.

Only Qin Jingru knew that Wang Feng's alcohol tolerance was definitely not low. The last time they went back to Qin Family Village for a banquet, Wang Feng drank six or seven catties of sweet potato liquor, and even she drank three or four catties without getting drunk.

"Brother Wang Feng, have some tea first, I'll go get you some water to wash your feet."

"Okay, go ahead."

Wang Feng finished the pot of tea in a few gulps and went back to his room to wait for his wife to wash his feet.

After drinking more than half a jin of baijiu, Wang Feng didn't feel drunk, but he was a little thirsty.

After Qin Jingru washed Wang Feng's feet, the three of them went to sleep.