Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

After sending Ninth Master away, Wang Feng smoked a cigarette in his study. When he came out, he saw a woman in her thirties giving a lesson to a group of people in the living room.

This time, not only were Ninth Master and his group attending the class, but even Second Brother's wife and older children were sitting obediently in the living room listening to the lesson.

Ninth Master and the other six had prepared paper and pens. As for the second brother's wife and the others, they were mostly illiterate, so they could only memorize things.

It has to be said that Ninth Master really treated Second Brother and the others exceptionally well. He not only took in these refugees, but also taught them to read and write, gave them a job, and helped them get married and have children. He absolutely raised them like his own sons.

Wang Feng observed from upstairs for a few minutes and, seeing that the young woman was teaching quite well, went back to his room.

If he had time, he would like to learn the language of the locals. He was planning to go there and cause trouble, and not knowing the language would be a disadvantage.

However, time is running out. He has to set off for Xiao Rizi early the day after tomorrow. Fortunately, he has a ten-times flow rate space. Once he arrives at Xiao Rizi, he can capture some people and bring them into the space. Teaching them in the ten-times flow rate zone shouldn't take too long.

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The next day, early in the morning.

After washing up, Wang Feng went downstairs. Everyone had arrived by then. Aunt Lin had already prepared breakfast and was waiting for him to eat.

Looking at the large meat buns, fried dough sticks, and congee with preserved egg and lean pork on the table, Wang Feng was very satisfied. Having a professional chef really makes a difference.

If we let the second son's wife and the others do it, all they can do is make white flour steamed buns.

"Let's eat."

At Wang Feng's command, the group of people started eating like starving ghosts.

The food Aunt Lin cooked was so delicious to them. They had never tasted such good food in their entire lives before, and now they could eat it every day. This was something they never dared to dream of.

After breakfast, Ninth Master arranged for the second son and the others to go out and run errands, while he himself stayed at the villa.

Wang Feng went to the study, where he leisurely drank tea and smoked a cigarette.

The shield and sword can be delivered today, just in time.

10:00 AM.

A truck stopped in front of Villa No. 6. Under Ninth Master's command, Sixth Brother, Second Brother's wife, and Aunt Lin, a group of eight people, struggled to carry the shield into the villa.

This shield weighs 500 jin (250 kg), and Ninth Master and Sixth Master definitely couldn't lift it by themselves. Ninth Master had no choice but to ask the women in the family to help.

Fortunately, they didn't need to carry them far. They just needed to put the shield and broadsword into the villa. Once the second brother and the others returned, they could put these things into the underground secret room as Wang Feng instructed.

Two days ago, a thousand catties of gold and more than a dozen hard weapons suddenly appeared in the underground secret room. Ninth Master and the others were very puzzled. When were these things put in? However, they all wisely refrained from asking. Moreover, under Ninth Master's stern warning, no one except the six of them could tell anyone about this, including their wives.

After a long period of work, the group of eight finally managed to carry the shields and broadswords to the villa. The women were panting heavily, but none of them complained.

If they complain about doing such a small amount of work when Wang Feng has given them such a good life, then their character is questionable.

Wang Feng watched the whole thing, but he didn't step forward to lend a hand. Only after all the goods were unloaded did he continue to use his spiritual sense to examine the group. Seeing that they weren't complaining behind his back, he nodded in satisfaction.

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After dinner, Wang Feng called Ninth Master to his study alone, told him some things, and then went back to his room to sleep.

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Four o'clock in the morning.

Wang Feng woke up from his slumber, put on his clothes, and used his spiritual sense to probe the underground chamber. Sure enough, he found ten shields and ten large swords in the underground chamber.

He put the shield and broadsword into his spatial storage, and then took out a thousand catties of rice and a thousand catties of flour from his space and put them into the storage room.

Last night he told Ninth Master that when he was in Hong Kong, he would prepare rice and flour in advance. After all, he had a mountain of food in his space, and he couldn't possibly buy food from others.

Upon arriving at the balcony, Wang Feng took out a large number of sweet potato vines from his spatial storage and placed them downstairs. He then jumped down and landed squarely on the sweet potato vines.

After landing steadily, he put the sweet potato vines back into his spatial storage and then walked out of the Repulse Bay villa area.

Once on the street, Wang Feng waited for half an hour without seeing a taxi pass by. He sighed helplessly, took out a steamed bun from his spatial storage, and ate it as he walked towards the Royal Wharf.

Aunt Lin got up at five in the morning to make breakfast, so he had to get up early and leave the villa before Aunt Lin got up.

This time, he left Hong Kong Island to live a quiet life, without telling anyone or wanting anyone to know.

This time, he's planning to do something big in a small place, which might even cause a global sensation. When it comes to absolute interests, he can't trust anyone.

After walking for more than an hour, Wang Feng arrived at his destination, the Royal Wharf, but he still hadn't encountered a taxi on the way, which left him speechless.

Repulse Bay is only nine kilometers from Royal Pier. He walked at a moderate pace, and it took him just over an hour to get there.

Looking at the time, it was exactly six in the morning, two hours before the ship was scheduled to depart. Wang Feng found a quiet spot to sit down and waited for the time to come.

By seven o'clock in the morning, people were starting to unload goods at the dock, but Uncle Hu did not come.

Forty minutes later, as it was approaching eight o'clock, Uncle Hu got out of a car and walked to the manual ticket checkpoint at the pier.

Seeing this, Wang Feng quickly stepped forward, came to Hu Sanye, took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him.

"Third Master Hu smokes."

"Haha, bro, you're here pretty early."

Master Hu took the cigarette and lit it, feeling quite pleased. The man in front of him was no stranger to money; he had earned four thousand Hong Kong dollars from him alone, and he had a very deep impression of Wang Feng.

He usually charges those who travel between Hong Kong Island and Xiao Riguo by private boat, depending on their needs. Those in the know usually pay around 500 or 600 Hong Kong dollars, which is about twice the price of a normal ticket. He rarely encounters people who are completely clueless yet willing to pay a high price.

"Brother, come with me. I'll personally take you aboard and find you a comfortable seat."

"Hehe, then thank you, Third Master Hu," Wang Feng said with a smile.

"Of course, of course. Next time you need something like this, just come to me and I'll give you a discount."

With that, Uncle Hu led Wang Feng onto the boat.

Master Hu was the chief manager of the ship, and he also had to travel with the ship. Each time they reached their destination, they would stay on shore for a few days.

Soon, led by Uncle Hu, Wang Feng arrived at the cabin, a room of about eight square meters with bunk beds that could accommodate four people.