The Courtyard House: Xu Damao's Aunt is the Queen of Women

Bai Ling was stunned!

She was woken up in the middle of the night by the urge to urinate, and when she got up she realized that she had left the chamber pot outside to air out and had forgotten to bring it back. As a result, she was knocked down as soon as she opened the door.

This is the Ministry of Public Security's accommodation area. How dare thieves come here to steal?

No, could it be enemy agents?

Despite her fierce struggle, she remained unmoved; the large hands gripping her hands were like iron clamps, rendering her immobile.

"If you dare make another sound, I'll kill you!"

Liu Hao deliberately added a threatening tone, and when the woman nodded... he covered her mouth even tighter.

People in this era have a spirit of dedication that is unmatched by people of later generations; they are not afraid of death at all!

Covering her mouth tightly, Liu Hao released his left hand that was holding her hands, and slapped her on the back of the head, knocking her unconscious.

The intensity is just right; it leaves you dazed but not brain-damaged.

Holy crap, Bai Ling?

Liu Hao turned the woman over, and after seeing her face clearly, he immediately recognized her.

Bai Ling, the female protagonist of Glorious Era!

Love fills the courtyard, people are as strong as iron and food is as solid as steel. In the glorious era, is there also bloody romance? Under the Zhengyang Gate, a little woman, what is the world like?

Alright, when you have time, go check out Chen Xueru's silk shop and see if Cai Quanwu is a copy-paste of He Daqing.

Liu Hao glanced at Bai Ling a few times; she was pretty good-looking and had a decent figure.

If we were to rate her on a scale of 100, the little queen would get 101 points! The extra point is because she has a really good personality; she's bold in love and hate, smart and straightforward.

Bai Ling scores at most 89 points!

Liu Hao smiled, lifted Bai Ling onto the bed, covered her with the blanket, turned off the light, and quietly left.

……

Xiaoshi Street, Dongcheng District.

Because of its proximity to residential areas and the Temple of Heaven Park, this secluded location allows vendors and citizens to conduct private transactions without supervision, making it the largest black market in Dongcheng District, also known as the Ghost Market.

Liu Hao returned to Dongcheng District and found this place according to the map, but he took a wrong turn along the way.

There was nothing he could do. He was unfamiliar with the area, and it was snowing heavily. The fact that he managed to find Prince Gong's Mansion and the black market was already incredibly lucky, a stroke of good fortune from heaven.

At the entrance to the black market, four burly men guarded the intersection.

Liu Hao walked over, and a burly man asked, "Buy or sell?"

"Sell!"

"1 cents!"

Liu Hao took out a dime and handed it to the burly man before walking into the black market.

It was almost six in the morning, and despite the heavy snow, the black market was bustling with people.

Liu Hao turned on his flashlight and walked around, looking at the various things sold at the roadside stalls. He even saw a pistol cartridge case on an empty stall.

According to the fan fiction about courtyard houses, this place sells guns!

Should I buy one?

Buy what? If you want to buy something, buy it in the system store. You can also buy new ones there.

"Hey bro, want a ticket?"

A man of medium build, with a mask covering his head, stopped Liu Hao and asked in a low voice.

"I'm selling goods!"

"What kind of goods? I'll take those too!"

"gold!"

Wang Laojiu was surprised. He looked Liu Hao up and down and found that the man was tall and had a straight back. Even with his face covered, he could feel that he had an extraordinary temperament. His expression became serious.

How many?

"A gold ingot from the Qianlong era, weighing 5 taels."

Wang Lao Jiu was secretly delighted; it seemed he was going to make a fortune tonight.

His eyes darted around, and he said, "How about I buy it at 8 yuan per gram?"

Liu Hao nodded. Anyway, there were plenty of gold ingots; he should quickly exchange them for money, as dawn was approaching.

Moreover, the price was quite good. Before his time travel, he had read some documents from the 5s and remembered that the official gold price in 1964 was about 44 yuan. The black market price was generally 30% to 80% higher, and could double when the market was tight.

"Okay, let's be friends!"

"Brother, you're a good man, come with me."

Wang Laojiu turned and disappeared into an alley, with Liu Hao following behind.

He was highly skilled and daring, and he was not afraid of being double-crossed by the thieves.

He didn't have a gun, but he did have a knife.

The Prince Gong's Mansion has dozens of bronze swords with inscriptions, dating back to the Spring and Autumn Period, the Warring States Period, and the Qin Dynasty.

There are also embroidered spring knives, curved knives, and swords from the Ming and Qing dynasties. One of them is a long sword inlaid with various gemstones, with a pure gold hilt and scabbard. The blade is probably made of meteorite iron from outer space. When drawn, it still shines with a cold light and is so sharp that it can cut a hair in two.

With his physical abilities, wielding this longsword, he could cut down a hundred or eighty people.

Wang Laojiu led Liu Hao to a secluded corner, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Brother, you can call me Laojiu. I'm quite well-known around here, so you can rest assured."

"Brother Jiu, you see, I won't fool you."

Liu Hao took the gold ingot out of his pocket and handed it to Wang Laojiu, and even thoughtfully lit a flashlight for illumination.

Wang Laojiu took it, examined it several times, and weighed it in his hand. He said with a hint of doubt, "Strange, this ingot has no signs of wear. It looks like it was just cast and then hidden away, and hidden away for a long time. But it is indeed an old item from the Qianlong era, and its quality is excellent."

Wow, that's a real expert!

Liu Hao was very impressed. On his way here, he had vigorously wiped off the oxide film from the gold ingot with a cloth, revealing its original gold color. Logically speaking, it was impossible to tell that it had been hidden for a long time, yet it was still discovered.

"Brother, five taels of gold ingots should be... um, let me calculate!"

"In the Qing Dynasty, one tael of silver was equal to 37.3 grams, so five taels would be 186.5 grams, or 1492 pieces!"

Wang Lao Jiu was stunned. Did he calculate that quickly? Or had he already calculated it a long time ago?

"Brother, you're quick on the uptake. Okay, I'll be straightforward. Here's 1500. Do you want the money or the receipt?"

"Do you have any good tobacco and alcohol?"

"Yes, there are Fenjiu, Wuliangye, Moutai, Daqianmen, Fenghuang, Qunying, Mudan..."

"Two Fenjiu liquor coupons, two cartons of Peony cigarette coupons, and the remaining money is half cash and half grain coupons."

"OK!"

After taking the money and tickets, Liu Hao walked quickly towards Nanluoguxiang.

He hadn't gone far when he noticed two tails behind him. He frowned, turned around, and entered a nearby alley.

The Fan brothers, Fan Debiao and Fan Delong, had been wandering the black market for two days, looking for a suitable target to rob and pay off their gambling debts.

Seeing Liu Hao's confident stride, the two brothers realized he was definitely a fat target and followed him furtively.

"Hurry, chase after him!! Whether we brothers can keep our hands or not depends on this kid!"

Fan Debiao led Fan Delong into the alley, but before they had gone a few steps, a figure flashed out.

Snapped!

Liu Hao slapped Fan Debiao away, then stepped forward and swung his left hand to slap Fan Delong hard across the face.

Snapped!

The two brothers collapsed in the snow, seeing stars. Who am I? Where am I?

Liu Hao was just worried about not having any money to spend when these two guys delivered themselves to his doorstep.

Without a word, he stepped forward, pulled out the belts of the two men, tied their hands behind their backs, and raised his hands to strike them with both hands.

With the activation of the "Right Hand of God" skill, Liu Hao's hand speed was so fast that only afterimages could be seen, while Fan Debiao and Fan Delong were paralyzed throughout the entire process.

Snap snap snap snap ~ Snap snap snap snap snap ~

The sound of slaps echoed in the alley. A total of 3000 slaps were delivered, 1500 to each person, knocking out all their teeth, smashing their faces, and leaving them lying on the ground unconscious before Liu Hao finally stopped.

That was a light slap; if it had been really hard, one slap could have easily killed him!

After finishing their work, Liu Hao took the two men out of the alley and left them on the road before quickly disappearing into the snow.

……

Seven o'clock in the morning, in the courtyard.

Liu Hao had just returned and changed his clothes when there was a loud knocking on his door.

When I opened the door, I saw Ye Juan standing in front of it, holding a Jingjiang brand thermos.

"You didn't start a fire last night?"

"No, I'm not cold!"

Ye Juan snapped at me, "Don't give me that nonsense. I think you're just lazy. What if you catch a cold? Use it to wash your face and brush your teeth!"

"Oh, thank you."

Ye Juan glared at Liu Hao, put the thermos on the ground, and turned to leave.

Liu Hao smiled, it's good to have someone care.

Liu Haizhong's house in the east wing, having not slept all night, Liu Guangtian, whose eyes were red as rabbits, witnessed the scene of Ye Juan and Liu Hao kissing. He felt dizzy and swayed a few times before he could stand up by holding onto the door frame.

Liu Hao, I want you dead!!!

"You little brat, are you a door god? What are you doing blocking the doorway? Get out of my way!"

Liu Haizhong's cursing came from behind, followed by a front kick.

Liu Guangtian cried out in pain, stumbled forward a few steps, and fell into the snow like a dog snatching excrement.

Liu Haizhong, who was walking with a pigeon-toed gait, didn't even glance at anyone, humming a song as he walked through the corridor to work.

Liu Hao, who was squatting by the door washing up, chuckled and spat out a mouthful of foam.

Liu Haizhong didn't raise two sons, he raised two punching bags!