Courtyard Houses: From Families of Martyrs and Orphans to Giants of the Times

the next day.

It was just dawn.

Lin Jian'an was awakened by the system notification sound.

Team collaboration features are now activated.

[Current collaborator: Banggeng]

[Basic tasks can be posted]

He leaned against the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).

I stared at the system interface for a long time.

The more I look at it, the more outrageous it seems.

This system is no longer just for "exchanging supplies".

It was almost like helping him build his team step by step.

"Running errands, moving things, information gathering..."

"Will we be able to train more people in the future?"

Lin Jian'an couldn't help but mutter to himself.

but.

Banggeng is still young.

There are only so many things I can do.

But there's one particularly good thing—

No one in the courtyard was keeping an eye on him.

The teenager was running around everywhere.

Nobody would think much of it.

"That is an advantage."

Thinking about this...

Lin Jian'an got up and dressed.

I just pushed the door open.

Then I saw that Bang Geng was already squatting at the door.

Her little face was red from the cold.

He was also carrying a tattered cloth bag.

"Brother Jian'an!"

"I am coming!"

"..."

Lin Jian'an was stunned for a moment.

"You're up so early?"

"Didn't you say you'd help me make money?!"

The stalk's eyes were sparkling.

Obviously, yesterday's lecture was a lesson in point.

That really provoked the kid.

Especially the phrase "earn your own money to buy meat".

It had a particularly big impact on him.

"Go inside."

"It's cold outside."

Banggeng followed him in eagerly.

Upon entering the house.

Then my nose started twitching.

It's obvious that the smell has returned.

"Brother Jian'an".

"Did you cook something delicious again?"

Are you born in the Year of the Dog?

"hey-hey."

Banggeng scratched his head and grinned foolishly.

Yi Xiulan saw him.

They weren't as cautious as before.

Instead, she smiled and poured him a bowl of hot water.

"Have something warm to drink."

"Thank you, Auntie!"

Banggeng quickly took it with both hands.

Their attitude was incredibly obedient.

Because he now truly admires Lin Jian'an.

last night.

The whole hospital is cursing him.

Only Lin Jian'an.

I didn't step on him.

She was even willing to help him make money.

Children actually remember this the most.

"Alright."

"Come with me to the recycling center today."

"Can you really make money?"

"nonsense."

"You can sell scrap metal and old bottles."

"So, does that mean I can eat meat every day from now on?"

You're dreaming.

"..."

The stick immediately wilted.

Laughter erupted from inside the room.

And just then...

The system notification light appeared again.

[Increased loyalty detected among collaborative targets]

[Current status of the stick terrier: Trust]

Lin Jian'an's heart stirred slightly.

It seems.

The person bound to the system.

It will also change with the relationship.

"That's interesting."

After breakfast.

The two went straight out.

along the way.

The stick never stopped spitting.

"Brother Jian'an".

"Xu Damao even smashed a basin when he came back to his house yesterday."

My grandma said he looked like a eunuch.

"..."

Lin Jianan almost burst out laughing.

"Your pacifier is really mean."

"hey-hey."

Bang Geng got more and more excited as he talked.

"And there's Sha Zhu."

"I was praising you when I came back to my room yesterday."

"I'd say you're smarter than all three of you."

"He's not stupid."

"Of course!"

Bang Geng is now practically a fanboy.

The two traveled to the Dongcheng District.

but.

This time, Lin Jian'an didn't go directly to the scrap yard.

Instead, they went around into a small alley next to it.

Banggeng was taken aback.

"Are we not going to collect recyclables anymore?"

"I need to take care of something first."

"What's up?"

"Making money."

Upon hearing that it would make money.

Banggeng's eyes lit up instantly.

result.

We had just walked deep into the alley.

A familiar figure was already standing there waiting.

Old Zhou.

Black cotton-padded jacket.

He had a cigarette in his mouth.

Upon seeing Lin Jian'an.

He immediately laughed.

"Young man."

"Finally, you've made up your mind?"

Banggeng was stunned for a moment.

"Brother Jian'an".

"Who is this?"

"A businessman."

Old Zhou glanced at Bang Geng.

I didn't ask any more questions.

He just smiled meaningfully.

"Young man."

"Have you thought it through?"

"Do you really have any?"

"have."

Lin Jian'an answered very decisively.

Because last night.

He has figured it out.

I want to accumulate funds and points quickly.

Finding bargains alone is not enough.

We must officially open a black market channel.

And Lao Zhou.

It's a ready-made solution.

"OK."

Old Zhou's smile deepened.

"Then let's talk."

The three of them went directly into the abandoned house next door.

It was clearly a temporary base.

There was also a stove and a teacup.

After Lao Zhou sat down...

The first sentence was very direct.

"Meat."

"How much can you get?"

How much can you eat?

These words were spoken.

Old Zhou's expression changed instantly.

Because of this anger.

too big.

What kind of year is it now?

Even hostages are hard to come by.

And then there's this kid in front of me.

How dare you say that?

"Young man."

"Bragging is not a good thing."

"I never brag."

Lin Jian'an spoke calmly.

Then.

He pulled a piece of pork belly directly from the cloth bag.

It weighed a full five jin (2.5 kg).

A mixture of fat and lean meat.

It is shiny and oily.

The room fell silent instantly.

Old Zhou's eyes widened in astonishment.

They even stood up subconsciously.

"Holy crap..."

"Real meat?!"

Don't blame him for losing his composure.

Because these days...

An ordinary family.

You only see meat this good a few times a year.

and.

The key is--

fresh.

It's not frozen meat.

It's not scrap material.

It's genuine, high-quality goods.

"Where did you get this?"

Old Zhou lowered his voice.

"That's none of your business."

"Just tell me."

"Do you dare to accept?"

The air suddenly became quiet.

Old Zhou stared at the piece of meat.

His breathing became labored.

Because he knew all too well what that meant.

If it were this kid in front of me...

There really is a stable supply of goods...

That would definitely make you rich.

even.

It can break into the really big circles.

"Young man."

Do you know what the black market price of meat is right now?

"have no idea."

"black market."

"Three yuan and fifty cents a pound of pork."

"Still can't get one."

Banggeng, who was listening nearby, was dumbfounded.

"Three yuan and fifty cents?!"

"Those five pounds wouldn't cost more than ten yuan, would they?!"

His little head was about to explode.

Because of the Jia family's food expenses for a month.

It might not even cost that much.

Lin Jian'an, however, remained calm.

Because of system redemption.

The cost is only two points per kilogram.

This profit.

It's outrageous to the point of being ridiculous.

"I don't want money."

"I want a ticket."

"Industrial ticket"

"Bicycle ticket".

"Sewing plane tickets".

"How much can you get?"

Old Zhou's expression grew increasingly serious.

Because he discovered it.

This kid's goal is not just to make money.

He's stockpiling hard goods.

"Young man."

"Who exactly are you from?"

"you guess."

Lin Jian'an smiled.

That smile.

This only made Lao Zhou even more confused.

Especially when I thought about the information I had looked up before.

Orphans of martyrs.

There are still some connections at home.

In addition, there's this mysterious source of goods.

Old Zhou suddenly realized—

This kid can't be treated like an ordinary child.

"OK."

He finally nodded.

"Starting today."

"You idiot."

"I'll take it all."

"The price will definitely satisfy you."

"But there's one thing."

"We need to agree on the rules first."

"you say."

"First."

"Don't let me know where you're getting the goods."

"second."

"If anything happens, we will not be implicated."

"third."

"Someone in the black market is asking."

"Just say he's my distant nephew."

"To avoid trouble caused by those who are blind to the situation."

Upon hearing this...

Lin Jian'an's heart skipped a beat.

really.

Old Zhou has powerful backers.

Otherwise, I wouldn't dare say that.

"make a deal."

The two shook hands formally.

A system notification sounded immediately.

【Ding! 】

[The host has officially established a black market channel]

[Reward: 50 points]

[Enable Feature: Channel Transactions]

[Hidden Area Unlocked: Black Market Warehouse]

next second.

The system interface is refreshed directly.

There's even a new map.

Black Market Trading Network

Lin Jian'an's heart was pounding.

"The system has been completely upgraded..."

And on the side.

Bang Geng was completely dumbfounded.

Although he couldn't understand everything.

But there was one thing he understood—

Brother Jian'an.

That's really amazing.