An extraordinary life journey through old Beijing courtyard houses

Time magazine has already terminated its lease and will not be sending any more reporters.

Therefore, he definitely cannot live in the villa anymore, even if the houses here are basically all vacated.

Jiang Baobin has no objection.

Before leaving, I looked back and couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

Bathtubs, heating, flush toilets... goodbye!

Next stop, Dongsi Archway.

Taking advantage of his sharp ears, this guy was eavesdropping outside—

Amidst the sounds of lewd laughter and moaning, Sun Shidong was clearly occupying his own territory and indulging in pleasure...

Jiang Baobin spat on the ground: "You're a real piece of trash!"

As he was about to leave, he suddenly caught sight of a Willys parked there.

Without a doubt, it must be Sun Shidong's car; none of the residents around here would own one.

Despite suffering a defeat, he managed to upgrade his weaponry; Sun Shidong is quite shrewd.

On a whim, he moved closer.

The fuel tank cap and lock are retracted into the space.

But he couldn't reach in, and he couldn't telekinesis, so he still couldn't get the oil...

Hey, I've got an idea.

This guy found a thin twig, stretched it all the way to the bottom of the fuel tank, and then pulled it out.

The branch is coated with a layer of oil that drips down, which means the connection is made.

After taking away most of the gasoline, Jiang Baobin's biggest thought was to slap himself.

You idiot! You have a cheat code but don't know how to use it, you're so stupid!

To put it bluntly, his honest nature is deeply ingrained, so he won't become a bad person.

Back in Nanluoguxiang, I first visited the deaf old lady, and then went home.

Then another awkward thing happened:

"You little thief! Master Gu has booked the whole place today, so go find somewhere cool to stay!"

Two men were standing at the gate, refusing to let him in.

Jiang Baobin was stunned. How did they book the whole place? What's going on?

The burly man, seeing him standing there in a daze and not moving, and knowing he himself had to stand guard outside in this chilly weather, was already annoyed.

"Hey! Can't you understand human language? Get out of here!"

Jiang Baobin laughed instead of getting angry—this guy is really courting death.

The CCP has already surrounded the city with a large army and is about to change the world, yet some people are still so arrogant.

But that makes sense, it's a final frenzy.

He couldn't be bothered to talk to the idiot, otherwise they would have fought.

The first rule is not to argue with fools, let alone fight them.

He then called out towards the door, "Mr. Gao, Mr. Gao!"

"Hey hey hey." Old Gao soon came out, wobbling along.

Jiang Baobin teased him, "What's wrong? You guys are making money in business, you can't just stop me from going home, can you?"

Old Gao forced a wry smile and quickly tried to appease the burly man.

They brought up Jiang Baobin's identity again, saying that he worked for foreigners.

The guy glared at Jiang Baobin several times before finally making way.

Jiang Baobin pretended not to see anything and asked as he walked in, "Mr. Gao, who is this? So arrogant!"

Old Gao smiled wryly, shook his head, and didn't mention who it was.

Jiang Baobin just asked casually, whatever.

Then, another unpleasant thing happened.

The fence, which was originally intact, had a small hole dug into its base.

The entrance to the hole was dark; without a doubt, someone was taking coal briquettes out of there.

Jiang Baobin frowned and looked at Lao Gao—you live on the street, my things are stolen, don't pretend you don't know!

However, Lao Gao was prepared and calmly returned a meaningful look to him.

Well, just as I expected, it was the Jiang family who did this.

Moreover, 99% of the time it was done by the eldest sister-in-law.

That's utterly shameless!

Jiang Baobin went inside and looked around; the courtyard was almost completely filled with coal briquettes.

Later, when a cargo yard was built, Jiang Baobin transported the vast majority of the cargo away.

There were only a few left because there weren't enough cars, and I didn't expect anyone to still be interested in them.

This amount of money was nothing to Jiang Baobin, but it was still frustrating.

It would be beneath me to fight her.

It would be even more disgusting to make the neighbors laugh at us.

Jiang Baobin could only make use of the available space and move all the coal briquettes and firewood into the house.

I'd rather make the house dirty than let them steal it.

The house was piled with a lot of things, mostly things that had been moved from Rose's house, and some things from Elizabeth's house as well.

They are all things we don't usually use.

Jiang Baobin went down into the cellar and filled the space with dried vegetables.

After leaving Nanluoguxiang, he did not turn back.

Instead, they went west along "Di'anmen Street".

"Qian Tiejian Hutong" is now still called "Qian Tiejianying".

It got its name from the ironworks workshops where the Eight Banners garrison once set up to forge weapons.

Jiang Baobin ordered a breastplate here.

This guy always likes to keep something in reserve, so I made one to use as a bulletproof vest, just in case.

Good heavens, it's so heavy! It's only 5 millimeters thick, but it already weighs over 20 kilograms.

But now I have space, so I don't have to worry about carrying it around.

The last stop was Zhao Zhibang's home.

His tactic remains the same: eavesdropping.

Sure enough, he actually picked up on something—the Zhao family was laying off their servants and preparing to flee south.

Trying to run? No way!

Jiang Baobin waited outside until the dismissed person came out.

So he went up to ask.

At such a difficult time, I was ruthlessly fired without even a penny more in salary.

The man was already annoyed, so he spilled the beans...

Jiang Baobin sneered inwardly: Perfect, let's settle both old and new scores at the same time!

Should we kill him?

No, it's too difficult to make a move, and it would be too easy on him.

With a quick glance, this guy headed for "Xizhao Temple".

Didn't Yanzi Li San say that if you find the little golden phoenix there, you'll find him?

I think I should ask him to do a collaboration.

We've already dealt with each other twice, so one more time won't make a difference...

On his way back to the freight yard, he picked up another license plate.

He's learned how to do it; with a touch, things go into his spatial dimension.

I took a bath in the biggest public bathhouse, and when I came out...

Another set of junior officer's uniform from the Central Plains Army has been added to the space.

When they arrived at the entrance of the freight yard, several large bags suddenly appeared on the bicycle, all filled with dried vegetables.

At the slightest sound, Jiang Daya had already dashed out like a rabbit.

Jiang Baobin chuckled and teased her, "Little money-grubber."

"Hehe." The girl no longer held back and came over to help carry things with a big smile.

"Third Brother, why are you only just getting back?"

"Are you getting impatient?"

"Yeah, you weren't driving, and it's dark now. I'm worried you might run into bad guys."

"Carrying so much stuff on your back is quite dangerous."

"It can't be that bad, I'm a grown man."

"It's better to be careful."

"Okay, whatever you say."

"Brother, let's go to Dong'an Market tomorrow, it's sure to sell well."

"Go the day after tomorrow, maybe the price will go up. I'll go back and get some more tomorrow."

"I'll drive there then, so I don't have to go back and forth, which is too much trouble."

"Okay."

Early the next morning.

Jiang Baobin, dressed in a military uniform.

I drove out the Ford-Lincoln Zephyr with the new license plate.

But this guy is really wicked; he made a special trip to Dongsi Archway...