Courtyard House: Passing through the Silly Pillar, Activating the Blessed Cave Heaven

16

"Two hundred yuan each, brother, would you like to try one? I guarantee you'll want more after you try it!" He Yuzhu enthusiastically promoted the product.

He had great confidence in his father's skills; he was certain the buns would taste amazing.

"Okay, let me try one first. If it's good, I'll buy a few more."

He Yuzhu took a steamed bun out of the box, wrapped it in paper, and handed it to the man. He then took the 200 yuan in legal tender from the man, carefully felt it to make sure it wasn't counterfeit before putting it away.

The man took a bite of the bun, and his eyes lit up immediately. The bun tasted really good. He then took out 1000 yuan in legal tender.

"Brother, I wasn't lying to you, was I? My family's steamed buns are absolutely authentic!"

"Give me five more packs, I want to take them home."

He Yuzhu took the money, counted it, and quickly wrapped up five buns and handed them over.

After the man left, people around saw that he had tried it and then bought five more, so they all took out their money to buy some as well.

In no time, He Yuzhu had sold fifty steamed buns.

He tidied up his box and continued hawking his wares along the street.

As they reached a street corner, someone suddenly shouted, "Oh no! The wounded soldiers are coming! Run!"

The street was thrown into chaos as pedestrians and vendors scattered and fled.

A troop carrier drove over from the east. Upon seeing this, He Yuzhu quickly picked up his box and scrambled into the alley next to him.

By the time the wounded soldiers rushed off the vehicle, he had already disappeared into the depths of the alley.

He ran wildly, glancing back every now and then, until he stopped in an abandoned alley.

After confirming that no one was chasing him, he sat down against the half-collapsed wall, intending to hide for half an hour before going out, so as not to accidentally run into the wounded soldiers.

They had only rested for a short while when a series of hurried footsteps approached.

He Yuzhu immediately stood up and peered into the alleyway. He saw a man wearing a black top hat and a long robe running toward them, with someone seemingly chasing after him.

He picked up the box, quickly climbed over the wall of the adjacent courtyard, and crouched down to hide inside the crumbling wall.

Not long after, the man in the black top hat ran into the alley, followed by another man.

"I originally wanted to follow you and find out who your superior is, but I didn't expect you to find out." The person who caught up from behind said.

"Why did you betray the organization?" the man in the black top hat questioned.

He Yuzhu was startled—an organization? Could they be members of the Communist Party or the Kuomintang? He held his breath and continued to observe quietly.

"Now that things have come to this, I won't hide it from you anymore."

I have never been one of your people. I am a major agent of the Military Intelligence Bureau's Beiping Station, ordered to infiltrate your organization.

"If you know what's good for you, you'll come with me obediently. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite," the pursuer said in a tough tone.

He Yuzhu peeked out and observed the activity in the alley. He noticed that the man holding the torch was standing with his back to him, and the man wearing the top hat hadn't noticed him either because of the angle.

He quickly shrank back and continued to hide.

As someone from the future, he couldn't stand by and watch his revolutionary predecessors be arrested. But now he was unarmed and extremely anxious when he caught sight of the broken bricks at his feet.

With the wrist strength he had honed through years of knife practice, he was confident he could knock out the Kuomintang agent at close range with a brick.