Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

"Three...three wild boars? My God! How much would that cost?"

Yan Fugui was shocked by Wang Feng's words. Meat is now selling for more than ten yuan per catty. Even if wild boar is cheaper, it can still sell for more than nine or ten yuan per catty. Even if a large wild boar weighs two hundred catties, wouldn't three large wild boars sell for more than five thousand or even six thousand yuan?

With these twenty-odd people divided among themselves, each person should get at least two hundred yuan, right?

In about twenty days, he earned more than 200 yuan. If you add Wang Feng's original salary of 99 yuan, that's more than 300 yuan. If you add Qin Jingru's salary of 84.5 yuan, that's more than 400 yuan a month.

Yan Fugui became increasingly alarmed as he calculated. Wang Feng was simply too good at making money. Now, Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level fitter, was nothing but a fart in Wang Feng's eyes.

Yan Fugui felt more and more that he had to befriend Wang Feng. As long as he got along well with Wang Feng, even a little bit of something slipping out of Wang Feng's fingernails would be enough to save him money for a year and a half.

Thinking of this, Yan Fugui hardened his heart and said with a pained expression, "Hey Wang Feng, Uncle San has some dried fish at home. Wait here, I'll take some back for you to try."

"No...please don't, Lao Yan, you should keep these dried fish for yourself. Alright, that's enough. I've been gone for so long, I need to hurry back."

Wang Feng didn't even give Yan Fugui a chance to speak before pushing his bicycle toward the Intermediate People's Court.

Eating Yan Fugui's dried fish might cause stomach aches, but that stingy old man Yan is full of scheming. Who knows what he's plotting against him? He might have to pay him back a hundredfold or a thousandfold in the future.

"Wang Feng, what you've done..."

Seeing Wang Feng leave without looking back, Yan Fugui didn't know what to say. He had finally made up his mind to try and build a good relationship with Wang Feng by giving him the only few dried fish he had at home, but Wang Feng didn't appreciate it at all.

Yan Fugui suddenly realized that he had forgotten to tell Wang Feng about Qin Jingru's pregnancy. What if Wang Feng didn't know that Qin Jingru was pregnant? If he told Wang Feng about it, maybe Wang Feng would be so happy that he would give him a pheasant. Even if there was no benefit, at least he would have a better impression of Qin Jingru in Wang Feng's eyes.

Sighing, Yan Fugui cursed himself for missing the opportunity. Such a good chance, without even having to pay with dried fish, and he let it slip away.

"Wang Feng, you're back? Wow, you've caught so much prey again?"

"You're back, good morning Aunt Zhang."

As Wang Feng walked towards the Intermediate People's Court, he saw that most people were already up. When they saw Wang Feng return, they all greeted him with smiles, and Wang Feng responded with a smile in return.

When the group of people saw the pheasants and rabbits on his handlebars, they all kept swallowing hard.

Meat is really too expensive now. It's already selling for twelve yuan a pound on the black market. Who can afford that?

Wang Feng noticed that most of the people in the courtyard looked rather sallow, and he knew that life was tough for them.

Actually, this is normal. Their courtyard is considered better, at least every household has a job. Only Jia Zhangshi in the whole courtyard does not have a fixed quota. On his way back to Nanluoguxiang, he saw many refugees who were practically skin and bones. He didn't know how they survived in such a state.

Back at the Intermediate Court, Wang Feng found the door closed, parked his bicycle, and knocked on the door.

"Knock knock knock".

"Who is it! So early in the morning."

The door opened, and Lu Banxia saw Wang Feng and said excitedly, "Brother Feng, you're finally back! Sister Jingru and I have missed you so much these past few days! Come in quickly..."

Wang Feng nodded and said with a smile, "Don't rush, there are three pheasants and two rabbits on the handlebars. Take them and put them in the chicken coop first."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

As she spoke, Lu Banxia walked out of the room, went to the bicycle, took off the pheasants and rabbits, threw them all into the chicken coop and left them there, since they would be eaten in a few days anyway.

Back in the room, Wang Feng asked, "Banxia, ​​is Jingru still not up?"

"Yeah, it's Sunday today, we're off. If you hadn't come back, we would have slept until after seven."

As soon as Lu Banxia finished speaking, Qin Jingru came out of the room.

When she saw Wang Feng, she was so excited that she ran over to him.

"Brother Wang Feng, you're finally back! I missed you so much!"

"Hey, Jingru, be careful! Slow down! You're carrying Feng's child."

Wang Feng pulled Qin Jingru into his arms. When he heard that Jingru was pregnant with his child, he excitedly asked:

"Jingru, is what Banxia said true? You're really pregnant?"

"Um."

Qin Jingru hugged Wang Feng tightly, feeling very sweet inside. After being married for so long, she was finally pregnant with Wang Feng's child. Now, who would dare to say that she was a barren hen?

Upon hearing the definite answer, Wang Feng was overjoyed. Having lived two lives, he finally had his own child.

"Smack, smack."

Wang Feng kissed Qin Jingru's little face twice, which made Qin Jingru very happy.

"Great! Great! I, Wang Feng, finally have my own child, hahaha!" Wang Feng laughed excitedly.

"Come on, Jingru, sit down first, take your time."

Wang Feng carefully helped Qin Jingru sit down on the stool, afraid that she might bump into something.

When Qin Jingru saw how gentle Wang Feng was to her, her heart felt sweeter than if it had been dipped in honey.

"Brother Wang Feng, I'm only two months pregnant. I can walk and jump all the time, so there's no need to be so careful."

Lu Banxia rolled her eyes and said, "Brother Feng, you should persuade Sister Jingru. She's pregnant now, and she still has to go to the cafeteria and smell that smoky smell. I heard it's not good for the baby."

Upon hearing this, Wang Feng frowned, and after a long while, he finally spoke:

"Jingru, why don't you quit your job? Even if you don't quit now, you'll have to quit after the baby is born. You can't bring the baby to the factory to take care of her, can you?"

"Jingru, you know our family's situation. We don't need your salary. You're carrying the eldest son or daughter of the Wang family, so you can't be careless."

"Okay, Brother Wang Feng, I'll do whatever you say."

Qin Jingru agreed without hesitation. To her, Wang Feng was her everything, so of course she had to listen to him.

"Brother Wang Feng, what will happen to the factory's employee meals after I resign?"