Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

Six o'clock in the afternoon.

Wang Feng and Qin Jingru rushed back to Beijing before nightfall.

After parking the bicycle, Qin Jingru took out her key to open the door, took out some mountain produce from the bicycle, and the two went back inside.

"Brother Wang Feng, you take a break first, I'll go cook right away."

"Okay, go ahead."

Just ten minutes after Wang Feng and Lu Banxia returned, Lu Banxia arrived at the central courtyard and, seeing them return, quickly ran into the house.

"Brother Feng, you're back!"

"Yeah, I just got back."

Wang Feng smiled, took out a Zhonghua cigarette and started smoking, chatting casually with Lu Banxia.

Less than half an hour later, Qin Jingru brought two dishes to the table.

In the evening, Qin Jingru made a dish of stir-fried green peppers with cured pork and a dish of hot and sour cabbage.

"Brother Wang Feng, Banxia, ​​dinner's ready."

Qin Jingru smiled slightly, served rice to Qin Jingru, and the three of them began to eat.

She was starving at lunch in Qin Family Village; there was so little food, it wasn't enough to fill her up.

Wang Feng picked up the cured meat Qin Jingru had given him and put it in his mouth, asking, "Jingru, are we out of vegetables at home?"

"Well, all we have left at home are cured pork, eggs, and some cabbage and potatoes."

Wang Feng nodded: "I'll bring some groceries back tomorrow."

"Okay, Brother Wang Feng."

After the meal, Lu Banxia brewed another pot of tea. By the time they finished the tea, the hot water was ready.

After Lu Banxia helped Wang Feng take a bath, the three of them did nothing else but start their baby-making plan.

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The next day, early in the morning.

Qin Jingru made egg noodles in the morning. After the three of them finished breakfast, and Lu Banxia went to work, Wang Feng pushed his bicycle and went out as well.

He first arrived at the big poplar tree in Mao'er Hutong. Seeing that there was no mark on the tree, Wang Feng sighed, thinking that Chairman Chen had probably already left Beijing.

Wang Feng made a mark under the big poplar tree to gather people, stood there in a daze for several seconds, thought for a moment, and then rode his bicycle to the coal station in Dongzhimen.

He'll be going to Hong Kong Island in a few days. It's time to get Tiger and his gang of black market bosses to stop looking for Boss Chen. If they really can't find him, there's nothing he can do.

With daily expenses exceeding two thousand yuan, even if he were wealthy, he couldn't keep searching like this indefinitely.

After buying two tons of coal at the coal station, Wang Feng hired six porters to deliver it to the courtyard where Ninth Master used to live. After paying and seeing the porters off, Wang Feng stored the two tons of coal in his spatial warehouse.

Upon arriving at the kitchen, he saw that there was only about half a ton of coal left. He kept only a dozen or so pieces of coal and stored the rest in his spatial storage.

It was already 10:30 in the morning when Wang Feng left No. 68 Dongzhimen Courtyard. He rode his bicycle to No. 28 Courtyard to cause trouble.

Finding a secluded corner on the road, Wang Feng took out two jin of pork and two jin of beef from his spatial storage.

Lou Xiao'e greeted Wang Feng with a broad smile, welcoming him into the house and pouring him a cup of tea, saying with a smile:

"Brother Feng, have some tea."

"Um."

Wang Feng took a sip of tea, then took out two jin of pork and two jin of beef from his backpack and said:

"Son, take this meat to the kitchen. Cook half of it at noon, and save the other half for tomorrow."

"OK."

Lou Xiao'e smiled sweetly, took the oil paper package, and went to the kitchen.

At noon, Lou Xiao'e made a pork stew with vermicelli and a braised beef dish.

While enjoying the delicious meal, Lou Xiao'e asked, "Brother Feng, didn't you say a couple of days ago that you were planning to go to Hong Kong Island? Have you decided when you're going?"

Wang Feng thought for a moment and said, "It will probably take another two or three days, son. My trip to Hong Kong this time may be quite long. I may be back in a week or it may take a month. Before I leave Beijing, I will bring you some live chickens and ducks."

"Okay, Brother Feng, be careful when you go to Hong Kong."

Lou Xiao'e didn't think too much about it, but she was still a little worried because Wang Feng might be away for a month.

"Don't worry, I've planned everything out, there won't be any problems," Wang Feng said with a smile.

"Um."

Lou Xiao'e felt somewhat relieved after hearing Wang Feng's explanation.

After lunch, Wang Feng had things to do, but seeing Lou Xiao'e's fixed gaze, he couldn't bear to leave directly. So he simply stayed with Lou Xiao'e for a nap, which, of course, was a nap with meat.

The two engaged in a fierce and intense physical fight, and he didn't leave courtyard number 28 until after 3 p.m.

Wang Feng arrived at the entrance of the scrap metal recycling station in Nanluoguxiang and used his spiritual sense to search for scrap iron in the pile of scrap. He collected four or five hundred catties of scrap iron with his spiritual sense, and then took out thirty yuan from his space and placed it in a conspicuous place in the scrap metal recycling station director's office. He then went to the second scrap metal recycling station.

By 5 p.m., Wang Feng had visited eight scrap metal recycling stations, collected about two tons of scrap iron, and also acquired a relatively large civilian smelting furnace. Only then did he ride his bicycle toward No. 95 Courtyard.

After collecting scrap metal at each recycling station, Wang Feng would leave an equivalent amount of money in the director's office. He didn't want to do this kind of direct theft, which would also implicate other matters, unless he was forced to.

The reason I gathered so much scrap metal this time is to prepare for my next life.

He planned to forge a shield in the space and add a large sword as a backup.

If he really gets the chance to go to a small town this time, he won't go there for fun. The national and familial hatred he harbored in his heart must be washed away with blood.

Wang Feng harbored a deep-seated hatred for Xiao Rizi. In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person and couldn't do anything to Xiao Rizi. Now that he had the power, he would never forget this blood feud.

On his way back to No. 95 Courtyard, Wang Feng kept recalling what his grandfather had told him when he was a child.

His great-grandfather and great-grandmother, his grandfather's eldest brother, and three younger sisters were all killed by Xiao Rizi. The entire village was slaughtered by Xiao Rizi, and even many villages nearby were wiped out.

His grandfather's youngest sister was only three years old, and his eldest brother was only twelve. The whole family was killed by the little devil.

His grandfather was only ten years old at the time. Before the incident, he was playing with the neighbor's child when the neighbor's elders hid him in the cellar. Fortunately, the neighbor's family member had an emergency and left without searching the cellar, which allowed his grandfather to escape.

But when his grandfather came out, he saw that all 800-plus people in the village were dead, and the whole village was littered with corpses. When he returned home, he found that his parents, his older brother, and his three younger sisters had all died in the house.

Although Wang Feng couldn't fully empathize with the national and familial hatred of his family being killed and his entire village wiped out, he could never hide the overwhelming resentment in his grandfather's bones whenever he inadvertently mentioned their childhood to his parents.

As a child, Wang Feng secretly vowed that if he ever had the ability, he would kill Xiao Rizi to avenge himself.