I Have a Lake as I Walk Through the Courtyard

Lin Feng returned to his room and saw that all the gold bars in his space had cooled down. He felt much better, but the large yellow croaker was quite heavy, and it was too dangerous to trade it on the black market. After thinking about it, Lin Feng decided to test the waters with the small yellow croaker first. He really didn't feel safe with more than thirty yuan in his pocket.

Emerging from the spatial dimension, Lin Feng smiled. "That old bastard's scheming with the lunchbox again, isn't he? Well, I'll let you scheme all you want!"

The two complaint letters were quickly written, and Lin Feng put them in envelopes and affixed stamps! "I'll teach you to scheme! Let's see if your steel mill will still care this time! Let's see if you, idiot Zhu, can take back your big talk!"

This time, Lin Feng did not send his whistleblower letters to the steel rolling mill. Instead, he sent one to the Ministry of Metallurgical Industry and the other to the Discipline Inspection Commission. The content of the whistleblower letters was not limited to the boxed lunches. He even criticized the leaders of the steel rolling mill!

It takes only a mouth to spread rumors, but it takes a lot of legwork to refute them! Anyway, writing a complaint letter isn't a crime these days, and besides, he didn't spread any rumors! If the leaders of the steel mill had an upright style, where would Sha Zhu get so many leftovers?

After resting, the alarm clock rang. Lin Feng opened his eyes in the space, washed his face by the lake, and quietly left the courtyard.

This time, Lin Feng went quite far. He didn't dare go back to the black market where the incident happened last time, so he rode his bicycle directly to the West District.

After paying 1 cents to enter the black market, Lin Feng didn't rush to set up a stall. Gold bars are always hard currency, so Lin Feng wasn't in a hurry at all; being safe was the most important thing.

I walked around the black market, which was much larger than the one in the city. With the Lunar New Year approaching, there were significantly more agricultural products in the black market. Pheasants and wild ducks were quite common, and there were even live white geese! Grains were the only scarce commodity!

Looking at the four skinny, hungry white geese, Lin Feng didn't ask about the price, even though he was envious, because he was too short of money.

There are many people who buy gold on the black market. Lin Feng looked around and found a reliable guy, then quietly went over to him.

The middle-aged man had his face completely covered, wore a thick cotton-padded coat of excellent quality, and heavy leather shoes. His arms occasionally reflected light, making him clearly a man who was not short of money.

Lin Feng squatted down in front of him and placed a small yellow croaker on the cloth. The middle-aged man's eyes lit up. He picked up the croaker, put it in his mouth, and took a bite. Lin Feng saw with his own eyes a strand of saliva, like a thread, stick to his croaker, which disgusted him.

"Great product! Ready to buy!"

Lin Feng didn't say anything, but nodded.

The middle-aged man took out a small, exquisite scale from the side. After weighing the items, he extended one hand, and Lin Feng cooperated by extending his hand as well. Both hands were tucked into his sleeves, and the middle-aged man made a hand gesture inside his sleeves.

Lin Feng guessed for a while, then gave him an awkward smile. "Just tell me how much it is!"

"Hehe, so you're a young man! Yours is a bit heavier than the small yellow croaker, and the purity is also a bit higher." The middle-aged man said as he brought the scale to Lin Feng. Lin Feng looked at the weight and nodded.

"This is a good product, I'll give you 98!"

"So low?" Lin Feng frowned. Having frequented the black market, he knew the price of small yellow croaker all too well. It was over 200 yuan, and sometimes it was close to 300 yuan!

The middle-aged man seemed to have guessed his thoughts. "Buying is buying, selling is selling—it's all business with our lives on the line. My price is fair for this area!"

Lin Feng sighed helplessly, thinking about the four geese. "Let's round it up to 100 yuan!"

"Okay, I'll consider you my friend!"

After receiving the money, Lin Feng quickly went to the goose, looked at the price on the sign, and gasped in pain. Damn it, he was just not cut out for business! But then he thought that he didn't need the extra money.

"I want all four of them! Give me the cage!"

The farmer nodded, and Lin Feng took out 30 yuan from the money he had just received, along with a few small bills, before carrying the four geese away.

The price was almost double that outside, but live white geese were extremely rare. Lin Feng had visited the black market several times and had only seen one this time. He really didn't want to miss this opportunity!

Carrying four geese, he wandered around the black market, forcibly suppressing the urge to spend more money. He quietly tossed the items into his spatial storage and left the black market!

The moon was very round tonight, and there were many footsteps in the alley. Lin Feng had just reached a corner when he suddenly felt something was wrong and subconsciously stopped. Sure enough, the people lying in ambush at the corner saw that Lin Feng had been discovered and simply showed themselves.

Lin Feng turned around and left without hesitation, but unexpectedly, two people appeared behind him and blocked him in the alley, completely blocking him.

"Young man, hand over all your gold bars! We're after some money!"

Lin Feng's heart was pounding in his chest. With a thought, a pistol appeared in his hand, and two shots rang out, killing the two people closest to him!

The sudden gunshot sent the black market into chaos, with everything in disarray! One of the two men blocking his way hurriedly reached for his waist, but Lin Feng, who didn't have time to fire, simply vanished into the void.

The man who had just pulled out his gun was stunned. His target had vanished. Hearing the growing commotion in the black market, the two men suppressed their fear and rushed over to the two people lying on the ground.

Lin Feng, who had been watching everything from within the spatial dimension, suddenly emerged and fired several more shots at the backs of the two men until all four were dead. He then hurriedly ran to the bodies and put all four corpses into his spatial dimension!

After all this was done, there were flashlights everywhere around the alley. Shooting in Beijing was no small matter. The joint defense personnel who had been loitering nearby surrounded the place like a tide, making it impossible to get through!

Seeing that he had nowhere to go, Lin Feng simply sighed and hid inside the spatial dimension! His reaction was incredibly fast!

Before Lin Feng could even touch the corpse in the space, he sensed that a lot of people had arrived outside. A dozen flashlights instantly illuminated the area. Four people, each holding a pistol in one hand and a flashlight in the other, frowned as they looked at the blood on the ground.

"Probably another black market robbery and murder! The blood's still hot, they can't have gone far! The other party has a gun, everyone stay close! Three people per group, split up and search!"

Lin Feng, inside the space, watched all this. As expected of a policeman from the early days of the People's Republic of China! They arrived quickly and acted calmly. Two groups of people quickly searched in his direction. Seeing that the footprints on the ground had disappeared, the six people made a judgment almost instantly.

Lin Feng, inside the space, no longer wanted to look outside. He felt a little sorry for the black market. Looking at the four corpses, Lin Feng removed the cloth covering their faces one by one, but did not find a single familiar face.

The four men had more than eight dollars, two pistols, and three magazines. To Lin Feng's surprise, one of them was even wearing a watch!

Lin Feng tossed the two steel pipes and two knives aside, leaving the rest untouched. Death settles all debts; dust returns to dust.