An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Jiang Baobin teased, "Look at you, so naive and unsophisticated."

Jiang Daya chuckled, then her face darkened, and she pouted, saying:

"There are so many clothes and bedding left. If our parents were here, they would be overjoyed."

Jiang Baobin was speechless for a moment—he had been used as a sacrifice, and they still remembered him?

He truly couldn't understand the thought process of people in this era.

If this happened in the world I came from—if they've treated me this badly, I'd rather never see them again!

What's wrong with biological parents? Aren't there plenty of cases where they turn against each other over trivial matters?

That night.

"Ding! Temporary mission: 'Rescue the wounded TG enemy worker Wang Wenshan', completed!"

"Rewards: ① 'Introduction to Shooting Techniques'; ② 'Basic Knowledge of Small Arms'"

Jiang Baobin was overjoyed! This skill came at just the right time.

Previously, although he had acquired a pistol, it was no different from a lump of iron.

It was a novel experience back then, and Jiang Baobin once went to the wasteland to practice shooting.

He placed a broken tile on the ground, retreated twenty meters away, and fired three shots, "bang, bang, bang".

As a result, the bullet didn't even touch a hair on the tile.

Scratching his head, the guy moved forward six or seven meters, and "bang, bang, bang," three more shots were fired.

Still the same!

Damn! I touched my nose and looked around. Luckily, no one was there.

So it shuffled forward another five or six meters...

This time I finally hit the target, but the hit rate was less than 20%!

Holy crap! This shot is much harder to hit than I thought!

This thing is only seven or eight meters away from the target, about the length of a room.

Moreover, this is all without any interference, allowing him to aim for as long as he wants.

If it were a dynamic duel between two people like in movies and TV dramas...

Jiang Baobin believed that he could fire a burst of bullets from ten meters away.

Don't even think about getting close to the enemy; even if you hit them, it's just a lucky shot.

With such a low hit rate, you can imagine how difficult it must be to become a sharpshooter.

He didn't realize that for a complete novice, being able to fire a gun and accurately locate the target was already quite an achievement.

Because of his strength, he can control the drop of the gun in his hand.

Another thing is that his eyesight is exceptionally strong, one of his five senses, and he can always keep his eyes fixed on his target.

Otherwise, expecting to hit the target on the first shot is just wishful thinking.

Because he had embarrassed himself while shooting, Weinberg hadn't killed Lyman when he was right next to him.

Although he was quite disappointed, he also felt it was normal.

Now that the system has given him gun-related skills, his confidence has soared once again.

I'm planning to find some time as soon as possible to test how much my marksmanship has improved.

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There's a great joy in the world called Taobao.

Especially when you can shop on Taobao for free from someone else's home! That's even more exciting.

For example, in a corner of the basement of Smith's Mansion, you can find a very interesting bicycle that has been abandoned for many years.

And now, they've even equipped him with a long spear.

(This thing looks heavy; it's definitely military grade.)

This bike will definitely turn heads wherever it goes, so Jiang Baobin is planning to change the wheels and use it for personal transportation from now on.

For example, finding a coin hidden in the crack of Smith's safe—

"The Statue of Liberty of America"

(5 yuan gold coin, weighing 8.34 grams)

Rose, being a typical American girl, was carefree and didn't put any thought into moving.

Especially after being heartbroken by her husband, she got rid of everything in the house that she didn't need.

This made the entire Smith Mansion a huge treasure trove in the eyes of Jiang Baobin and his sister!

Take the safe, for example, ever since Rose found those things that made her nauseous.

She only took away the important documents related to the company, gave the others a cursory inspection, and then left them alone.

Therefore, the gold coins Jiang Baobin found were all small cases; there were actually quite a lot of good stuff inside.

For example, a bundle of IOUs tied with leather straps were proof that Smith had received loans from his various shady relationships outside the company.

Although each bill is less than $100, they add up to more than a thousand dollars.

These things are completely useless to Jiang Baobin. He can just pack them up and send them to Rose. Don't all wealthy Americans have family lawyers?

How much they can get back will depend on their abilities.

For example, the love letters that Smith's lovers wrote to him, all of which Rose discarded.

And that notebook filled with indescribable stories.

Jiang Baobin put them all away; it's not that he has any strange quirks.

Deep down, a voice reminded him—keep these things, just in case you need them someday.

Inside the safe was also an Omega watch with a broken crystal;

A Colt M1873 revolver with an ivory handle;

Inside an unassuming envelope lay a dozen or so stamps from the Qing Dynasty.

The file folder was filled with Japanese documents, notes, and letters.

Jiang Baobin doesn't know Japanese and doesn't know if it has any historical value.

However, the fact that it was kept in a safe shows that Smith at least valued it highly...

As for the other abandoned items in this house, they are countless:

Furniture, bedding, clothes, cooking utensils, tableware, carpets... there's so much that it would take a truck to haul it all away.

Especially that safe, it's a very valuable item in itself.

Good heavens, it weighed over 300 pounds, and it took four strong men working together to carry it out of the villa with ropes.

As for curtains, sheets, towels, and even rags, these are items that Rose would never even glance at.

In Jiang Daya's eyes, they were all treasures, and she would happily collect them every day like a little bee.

Then they wash and rinse it, and finally take it for themselves.

As the saying goes, poverty limited her horizons.

Some items that were not very useful, or too conspicuous, were transported out by Jiang Baobin after Jiang Daya finished tidying them up.

For example, furniture; carpets; appliances; and various decorations in the room;

Mr. Smith's cigars, bags, coats, and shoes for all purposes;

There were also Rose's clothes, shoes, and other items (the leftovers).

In the foreseeable future, these are all things that should not be shown to the world.

Jiang Baobin kept sending his goods to pawnshops and secondhand markets; as long as they could be sold, he would make a profit.

As for ordinary textiles, kitchen utensils, and daily necessities, those must be kept.

Jiang Baobin still has some recollection of the 1950s, when the era of rationing began.

Purchasing such a wide variety of items again would be an almost impossible task...

Of all Mr. Smith's toys, there was one item that made Jiang Baobin hesitate for a long time, unsure whether or not to get rid of it—

It is a beautiful set of steel skis.

This thing is a rare commodity, because wealthy people who grow flowers don't exercise much, while those who do exercise don't have the money to buy it.

In the end, he decided to keep it for himself; it was too niche and wouldn't fetch a good price.

It would be such a waste to use it as scrap metal.

If it's a golf club, he'll definitely take the shot.

Even these days, that thing is being lauded to the skies by a huge number of people who fawn over foreign things...