Siheyuan (courtyard house): My father, Li Yunlong!

Yes, these days, public and private matters must be kept separate, and taking advantage of public resources is a big no-no!

To put it bluntly, Jia Zhangshi's behavior is indeed very serious.

Looking at Li Zhenhua, he is young and impetuous, and he is a cadre who was formally assigned. If things really escalate to the government level, Jia Zhangshi will definitely not get away with it.

Jia Zhangshi's wailing stopped abruptly.

She lay on the ground, her plump face deathly pale, large beads of sweat rolling down her forehead.

"Shot...execution?"

Her lips trembled; she was clearly terrified.

She's used to throwing tantrums and acting tough, relying on others to save face and avoid trouble. But this young man in front of her not only hit her, but also wants to torture her to death!

Qin Huairu had been hiding in the back, anxious and scared. Seeing that her mother-in-law was stunned, she quickly stepped forward and tried to help Jia Zhangshi up, while whispering urgent words of advice.

"Mom! Mom! Stop making a scene! Stop talking! What Section Chief Li said makes sense. This house was allocated to them by the factory... We're in the wrong! Let's wait until Dongxu and Uncle get home from get off work tonight, and then we'll discuss what to do, okay? Let's go home, let's go home!"

Jia Zhangshi, who was all bark and no bite, was terrified by the threat of execution. Hearing her daughter-in-law's words, she took advantage of Qin Huairu's help to get up with groans. Although she was still muttering "unjust" and "bullying" under her breath, her voice was so soft that only she could hear it. She didn't dare to look at Li Zhenhua again and, with the help of Qin Huairu and Banggeng, she slunk back to her own home in the middle courtyard.

The incident was quickly quelled by Li Zhenhua using forceful methods.

The four logistics workers were dumbfounded, feeling both respect and fear for the young Section Chief Li.

What I admire is his decisiveness and fearlessness in the face of a shrew; what I fear is his exceptional skills, and the aura and background he exudes in his speech clearly indicate that he is no ordinary person.

"Section Chief Li, what do you think of this..."

The lead worker asked cautiously.

Li Zhenhua regained his composure and nodded to them.

"It's alright, you comrades have been wronged. Let's continue cleaning, proceed according to plan, and get it clean as soon as possible."

"Yes, yes, Section Chief Li, don't worry, we guarantee we'll clean it spotless!"

The workers readily agreed and threw themselves back into their work with renewed vigor.

Ignoring the complex and probing gazes of his neighbors, Li Zhenhua took the house keys from the lead worker and walked out of the courtyard.

He didn't have time to waste with these beasts. The excitement from activating the system hadn't subsided yet. He needed to test the system's functions as soon as possible and purchase some necessary living supplies to prepare for tonight's stay and future plans.

Walking on the streets of Beijing in the early 1960s, Li Zhenhua felt the unique atmosphere of that era and was filled with anticipation.

With the incredible advantage of the Pinduoduo system, this seemingly difficult era may be a blue ocean full of opportunities for him.

The courtyard at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang was the stage where his legend began.

Stepping out of the courtyard, the afternoon sun shone on him, bringing a touch of warmth, but Li Zhenhua's heart was even hotter than the sun.

He urgently needed to verify the true functions of the "Pinduoduo Mall System," especially the crucial "recharge" process.

He touched his pocket, which contained several dozen yuan and some grain coupons and industrial vouchers that his mother, Xiuqin, had given him. This was the source of confidence for people traveling in this era.

He identified the direction and headed towards the largest supply and marketing cooperative in the vicinity, which he remembered.

Stepping into the supply and marketing cooperative.

As he had predicted, the supply and marketing cooperatives of that era were extremely short of supplies.

The shelves were sparsely stocked with a pitifully small variety of goods.

Thermos flasks, enamel mugs, soap, matches, some plain fabrics...

There were hardly any decent side dishes to be seen.

Several sales clerks huddled behind the counter chatting idly, paying little attention to the few customers who came in, fully demonstrating the superiority of a "seller's market".

Li Zhenhua calmly walked to the daily necessities counter, pointed to a very common type of yellow soap, and asked the salesperson.

"Comrade, how much is this soap?"

The sales clerk raised her eyelids slightly and said lazily.

"Two cents and one dollar, plus a soap coupon."

Li Zhenhua silently calculated in his mind, while simultaneously communicating with the system through his thoughts, attempting to "recycle and appraise" the soap.

【Item Name: Regular Laundry Soap】

【Material Composition: Blended soap base of animal and vegetable oils】

[System Assessment: Ordinary cleaning products, low technological content, common materials.]

[Estimated recycling value: 0.02 yuan]

Only two cents?

Li Zhenhua's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

He had to pay 20 cents extra for the purchase, but the system only gave him 2 cents for recycling, a difference of ten times!

And this doesn't even take into account the value of the tickets.

It seems that the strategy of reselling new products to make a profit is not feasible under the current conditions, and will result in huge losses.

Undeterred, he inquired about the prices of items such as matches, enamel mugs, and thermos flasks, secretly having the system evaluate them.

The results were largely the same: the system's recycling price for all brand-new industrial products was far lower than their actual selling price in this era, with an extremely disproportionate conversion rate.

The system evaluation criteria clearly placed more emphasis on the "scarcity" and "technological content" of the goods, and the evaluation of these ordinary industrial products that China could produce domestically in the 1960s was shockingly low.

"It wasn't that simple after all..."

Li Zhenhua thought to himself, "It seems like I'm not going to get rich by reselling new things."

He shifted his gaze from the brand-new shelves to an inconspicuous area in the corner of the supply and marketing cooperative.

Pawn and consignment area.

The items displayed there were mostly secondhand goods, or old items that residents brought in to exchange for money.

The items here are even more varied: old clothes, old furniture, chipped earthenware pots, and even some old books and newspapers.

Li Zhenhua patiently examined each item one by one, while simultaneously having the system perform a scan and evaluation.

"Old cotton-padded jacket, recycling price 0.5 yuan."

"Broken pottery jar, recycling price 0.01 yuan."

"Old textbooks from the Republic of China era, buyback price 0.1 yuan."

Most items are still valued at pitifully low prices.

Just as he was feeling somewhat disappointed and preparing to leave to look elsewhere, he caught a glimpse of a small, dusty wooden box at the very back of the counter.

A thought struck him, and he spoke to the older sales clerk inside.

"Comrade, could you please let me take a look at that box?"

The sales clerk was a little impatient, but still took out the box, muttering to herself.

"They're all old things, unwanted items."

Li Zhenhua opened the box, inside which were a few copper coins, a worn silver ring, and a few silver dollars half-wrapped in red cloth.

The system notification suddenly sounded in his mind as his fingers touched the silver coins.

【Item Name: 1914 Yuan Shikai Silver Coin】

Material composition: 89% silver, 11% copper

[System Assessment: This is a precious metal coin with some historical value; it meets silver content standards and is in fair condition.]

[Estimated buyback value: 1000 yuan/piece]

One thousand yuan!

Li Zhenhua's heart skipped a beat, almost jumping out of his chest!

He suppressed his inner elation and tried his best to keep his expression calm.

A single Yuan Shikai silver dollar can fetch a staggering 1,000 yuan in the system's recycling price!