Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

After sending Ninth Master away, Wang Feng sat in the boss's chair, smoking a cigarette and pondering to himself.

This trip to Myanmar seems inevitable. Now that the second and third brothers are there, he only needs to provide them with weapons and money, and they can continuously mine jade for him there.

As long as they have enough money and weapons, the second and third brothers can recruit a large number of soldiers and miners, which will allow them to upgrade the Water of Life much faster.

After stubbing out his cigarette, Wang Feng walked out of the study. He had just gone downstairs when he ran into Aunt Zhang.

"Hello, Young Master Wang."

Wang Feng smiled and nodded: "Aunt Zhang, there's no need to add any special dishes for lunch today. I'll be having lunch at my father-in-law's place later."

"Yes, Young Master Wang."

Wang Feng walked out of the villa and came to Villa No. 7. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he quickly took out two boxes of ginseng tiger bone wine and five catties of top-grade tea from his space.

Upon arriving at Villa No. 8, the security measures were essentially the same as those at Villa No. 6, with four security guards stationed at the entrance and two hidden gunmen on the second floor.

"Hello, son-in-law."

One of the security guards recognized Wang Feng and quickly bowed to greet him.

Wang Feng smiled and nodded: "Are my parents-in-law home?"

"Master is at home. Madam went to work at the food factory early this morning," the security guard replied with a bow.

Wang Feng nodded, then carried two boxes of ginseng and tiger bone wine and tea into the villa.

As expected, Lou Bancheng, the father-in-law, was drinking tea and reading the newspaper in the living room, and he didn't even notice Wang Feng entering the villa.

"Dad, are you drinking?"

Wang Feng suddenly shouted, which startled Lou Bancheng so much that he spilled his tea.

Lou Bancheng turned his head and saw that it was Wang Feng. He immediately burst into laughter.

"Wang Feng, you haven't been around for quite a while. Hey, what good stuff are you carrying?"

Wang Feng walked up to Lou Bancheng, put down the two cases of wine, sat down opposite him, and without any ceremony, poured himself a cup of tea before smiling and saying:

"Dad, didn't I tell you before I left Hong Kong last time that I'd give you a surprise when we met next time? Well, this is the surprise."

Lou Bancheng was taken aback, hurriedly opened the box, and asked in surprise, "Wang Feng, the surprise you were talking about is this wine?"

Wang Feng smiled slightly: "Dad, don't underestimate this wine. Let me tell you, it's made with century-old ginseng and tiger bones, and it also contains very precious medicinal herbs. If you and Mom drink an ounce or two every day, I guarantee you and Mom will live to be a hundred years old in good health."

"By the way, this wine is much more effective than tea. You and Mom shouldn't drink too much, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."

"Is it really that magical? Was it the kind of wine you gave as a betrothal gift when you married your son?"

Lou Bancheng looked at Wang Feng in shock, somewhat skeptical. When Wang Feng took his daughter into the family, he gave her ten catties of gold as her dowry and two bottles of wine as a betrothal gift. After he and Tan Yali finished drinking those two bottles of wine, even his old ailments were cured, and he felt ten years younger.

Even his original five minutes in bedtime turned into fifteen minutes, which made him extremely happy. After that, he asked his daughter several times to get a few more bottles of wine from Wang Feng. Unfortunately, his daughter had already given up, and not only did she not get any, she also scolded him.

"Hehe, it's a package deal," Wang Feng said with a smile.

"Dad, this wine isn't as effective as the previous two bottles, but if you drink it long-term, the effects will be about the same."

Upon hearing Wang Feng's description of the effect, Lou Bancheng was overjoyed. He pointed to the two cases of wine on the ground and said speechlessly:

"Wang Feng, you only brought me two cases, which is only 24 bottles at most. How long can that last? Your mother and I each drink one or two ounces, which is two ounces a day. It will be finished in four months. Do you have any more? If you do, send me more quickly."

"There aren't any left now, Dad. I'll come back in two weeks and bring you more then."

Wang Feng didn't give too much at once, otherwise Lou Bancheng would definitely think that the wine was ordinary.

Lou Bancheng smiled with satisfaction when he heard that Wang Feng would bring him more next time.

"Alright, kid, it's good that you remembered. Have a couple of drinks with me at noon, and we'll have a good taste of this ginseng and tiger bone wine."

"No problem," Wang Feng replied with a smile.

"By the way, how's your son doing? Is he pregnant? Did Jingru give birth to a big, healthy boy or a girl?" Lou Bancheng asked.

Wang Feng shook his head: "My son isn't pregnant yet, but Jingru gave birth to a big, healthy boy for me half a year ago."

Upon hearing this, Lou Bancheng sighed helplessly, and began to worry again.

It's been so long, and the baby still hasn't gotten pregnant. Qin Jingru has already given birth to a big, healthy boy for Wang Feng. Could there be something wrong with the baby's health?

Previously, both my son and Xu Damao underwent examinations at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, and the doctors didn't say that my son had any health problems. It seems that it's just not the right time yet; these things can't be rushed.

Lou Bancheng took a bottle of wine out of the box, carefully carried the two boxes of wine and five catties of tea to the study, put the wine and tea into the safe, and then went downstairs to instruct Aunt Li:

"Aunt Li, please add two more dishes for lunch. I want to have a good drink with my good son-in-law."

"Yes, sir."

Lou Bancheng sat down, poured Wang Feng a cup of tea, and the two began to chat.

Wang Feng also inquired about Lou Bancheng's recent business situation. Overall, it was not bad, and it was progressing steadily, but it was still relatively small compared to Maple Leaf Group.

Maple Leaf Group currently has about 1700 people, including security guards and factory workers. Lou Bancheng also has two factories, a food processing plant and a garment factory, which currently have less than 500 workers and security guards combined.

Time quickly came to noon, and Aunt Li prepared several hearty dishes, including braised pork, Dongpo pork knuckle, four-happiness meatballs, braised pork intestines, braised fish, Kung Pao chicken, and stir-fried water spinach.

Lou Bancheng couldn't wait to pour himself a glass of ginseng and tiger bone wine, and then poured a small glass for Wang Feng. He picked up the glass and took a sip. It was slightly sweet, with a rich aroma and a strong ginseng flavor.

He downed a glass of wine in one gulp; the glass probably contained about five qian (a unit of weight).

Shortly after drinking the wine, he felt a warm current flowing from his abdomen into his whole body, which felt very comfortable.