Courtyard House: After disbanding the Elderly Care Gang, I went to the countryside to cultivate immo

Having decided to go to the countryside, Lin Shengli wanted to sell the job his father had left him.

It wasn't that he hadn't considered selling it to Li Kuiyong's family, but as the saying goes, a small favor is appreciated, but a large one breeds resentment. He and Li Kuiyong had a good relationship in the past, but it hadn't reached that point yet.

After getting up and getting ready, Lin Shengli went out to the steel rolling mill to find Wang Aiguo.

When I saw Wang Aiguo again, he was beaming. Although catching the stick was just a small achievement, no one in this era would complain about having too much credit.

Upon seeing Lin Shengli, Wang Aiguo warmly invited him to sit down and even picked up the thermos on the table to make him a cup of tea, handing it to him. "Shengli, please have some tea. You've really helped Uncle Wang a lot this time!"

Lin Shengli took the tea and smiled, saying, "Uncle Wang, it was just a coincidence that I ran into you. You handled everything yourself, so the credit should naturally go to you!"

"Hahaha!" Wang Aiguo laughed heartily. "Shengli, you really know how to talk. But the credit that's rightfully yours is yours. I've already reported it. With this achievement, you can be promoted to a permanent position after you take over your father's job."

Upon hearing this, Lin Shengli put down his teacup and said seriously, "Uncle Wang, I came here today to talk to you about this. I don't plan to take over my father's job anymore; I want to go to the countryside!"

"What?!" Wang Aiguo jumped to his feet. "Say that again!"

"Uncle, I told you I want to go to the countryside; I don't want to take over my dad's job anymore!"

Wang Aiguo leaned out from behind the table, staring at Lin Shengli and said, "What nonsense are you spouting, kid? It's not easy to have a job these days, and you still want to go to the countryside? I think you're just bored!"

Lin Shengli knew this would be the outcome, and he said helplessly, "Uncle, please let me finish."

Wang Aiguo sat down angrily, leaning back in his chair with his arms crossed: "Go ahead and tell me, let's see what kind of nonsense you can come up with!"

Lin Shengli straightened his expression and said, "Uncle Wang, you know my personality. I'm completely unsuitable for working in the security department. Besides, I've offended some people in the compound. Even if they don't dare to cause me trouble in the future, they'll still annoy me every day. Now the country is encouraging educated youth to go to the countryside. I want to go to the countryside and use my knowledge to solve some problems for the farmers."

Lin Shengli mainly focused on making grand pronouncements at the end, which is what people of this era believe in.

Hearing Lin Shengli's words, Wang Aiguo paused for a moment, then sighed: "You've thought this through, kid. Once you give up this job, there's no going back. Although things are much better in the countryside now than they were a few years ago, life is still really tough."

Lin Shengli nodded and said, "Uncle, don't worry. In my spare time over the years, I've also read some medical books. After I go to the countryside, I plan to take the barefoot doctor qualification exam. That way, my work will be easier, and I can help the farmers solve their problems."

Lin Shengli's words reassured Wang Aiguo somewhat. This boy hadn't just acted on impulse to go to the countryside; he had given it some thought.

"Since you've put it that way, I won't stop you. Just take good care of yourself in the countryside," Wang Aiguo said listlessly, leaning back in his chair and staring at the ceiling. "But what about your work quota if you go to the countryside?"

"Uncle Wang, I came to see you today because I want you to help me get rid of this work quota. I don't need it anymore since I'm going to the countryside!"

Wang Aiguo nodded and said, "Alright, it just so happens that the section chief has a job quota for the finance department right now, but his son doesn't want to work in the finance department and wants to come to the security department instead. My sister, Wang Xianghong, is also facing the issue of going to the countryside. I'll help you get your job quota transferred to the section chief and exchange it for a quota in the finance department."

Lin Shengli's eyes lit up: "Uncle, isn't this a perfect coincidence? It's just right that Xiang Hong is going to the finance department, saving her from having to go to the countryside. There are always various inconveniences for girls going to the countryside."

Wang Aiguo sighed and said, "Well, these past few days your aunt has been so worried that she's developed blisters on her lips."

After saying that, he looked at Lin Shengli gratefully and continued, "How about this, Shengli? A work quota isn't cheap at this time of year. I'll give you a thousand yuan directly. You write a certificate, and I'll give it to the section chief later. You don't need to worry about the rest. Is that alright?"

Lin Shengli had no reason to disagree. A job quota of 1,000 yuan was definitely not low these days. Plus, Wang Aiguo would take care of everything else as long as he wrote a certificate, which would save him a lot of trouble.

After Lin Shengli transmigrated and gained the cheat ability to cultivate immortality, he became more open-minded. He dealt with the people in the courtyard hastily, let alone a work quota.

After the two agreed, Wang Aiguo took out paper and pen. Lin Shengli wrote out a certificate of voluntary transfer of work quota, pressed his fingerprint, and handed it to Wang Aiguo. Wang Aiguo went out for a while and borrowed a thousand yuan, which he then gave directly to Lin Shengli.

After finishing his work targets, Lin Shengli breathed a sigh of relief, said goodbye to Wang Aiguo, and rode his bicycle away from the steel rolling mill.

In his previous life, he came from the countryside, so he liked to read novels about rural life in the past. There are relatively fewer male-oriented novels in this genre than female-oriented ones. In female-oriented novels about the past, the most common place for the female protagonists to obtain supplies is the scrap metal recycling station. Today, Lin Shengli plans to follow the example of those female-oriented readers and go to the scrap metal recycling station to take a look.

He quickly arrived at the scrap yard on his bicycle. There was only an old man lying in the shade of a tree at the entrance. Seeing Lin Shengli peering in, the old man called out, "Hey kid, what are you looking at?"

Lin Shengli took out a cigarette from his pocket, handed one to the old man, lit it for him, and then said, "Grandpa, I want to go inside and find some old newspapers to paste on the walls, and also see if there's any old furniture or anything that's suitable, and buy some of it."

The old man glanced up at Lin Shengli and said, "You wish! We have old newspapers and books here, but don't even think about old furniture. If these things are still usable, everyone will make do with them for a few more years."

Lin Shengli patted his forehead. Sure enough, finding treasure at a junkyard in this era was practically impossible.

"Sir, I'll go look at the old newspapers and books then!"

"Okay, go in and find it yourself, but don't mess it up. Come out and weigh it after you've found it."

Lin Shengli nodded and walked into the scrap yard.

Inside was a spacious courtyard, but everything was kept in perfect order.

Lin Shengli looked around and found that apart from the largest pile of waste paper, which consisted mainly of old newspapers and books, other items such as old shoes, broken wood, and scrap iron only made up a small part.

Lin Shengli plunged into the pile of waste paper and searched for a long time before finding several sets of comic books in relatively good condition, as well as some ancient books. Lin Shengli glanced at them and saw that the contents were quite mixed, including Chinese medicine classics and classical literature. He guessed that due to the current tense situation, some people had no choice but to sell these things as waste.

Lin Shengli didn't dare take the books out to be weighed; he simply threw them into his cave dwelling space.

After searching for a while, I found two sets of textbooks that looked pretty new, covering everything from the first year of junior high to the third year of senior high. There was also a set of "Self-Study Series on Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry," which was a real gem. It's said that in the first year after the resumption of the college entrance examination, many people got into a good university by relying on this set of books.

Lin Shengli himself doesn't need these things, but he can keep them to do someone a favor later.

He pulled out a stack of relatively new-looking newspapers from the pile of waste paper, and then took out his textbooks and the "Self-Study Series on Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry" together.

The old man at the door smiled when he saw what Lin Shengli was carrying. After all, no matter what era, children who love to learn will always be loved by the elderly.

After weighing and paying, Lin Shengli tied the items to the back of his bicycle and rode a short distance before casually storing them in his cave space.

Lin Shengli was very dissatisfied with his trip to the scrap yard today, and he finally decided to check out the black market that night.