I Have a Lake as I Walk Through the Courtyard

As soon as he returned to the courtyard house, a peculiar aroma made Lin Feng unconsciously sniff. He scanned the area with his spiritual power and discovered that Nan Yi was making tofu.

Upon seeing it, it was as if some gene in Lin Feng's body was unlocked. The first thing that came to mind was this thing and all sorts of ways to cook fish! Unfortunately, he had bought this thing a few times before, and not only did he have to wait in a long line, but he also had to get up very early. It was okay when he was a purchasing agent, but now that he has a job, he simply doesn't have the time.

Lin Feng suppressed his saliva, shook his head, and returned to his room. Before long, the people who were leaving the steel rolling mill also returned to the yard one after another!

Old Yang rode his bicycle into the yard, carrying a cloth bag, looking excited. "Hey, Old Yang! They sent you something again!" The Third Uncle's mouth watered as he looked at the full bag.

"Hehe, a little something useful!" After spending more than a month together, Yang Laowu had seen through some of the people in this courtyard. Not far away, he pushed his bicycle directly into the central courtyard.

The third uncle smacked his lips, thinking how harder and harder it was to get a bargain in this world! Just as he was about to go back inside, he saw Xu Damao pushing his cart over happily, and the third uncle's face instantly lit up with a smile again.

When Yang Laowu returned to the house, he carefully carried the bag into the kitchen, picked up the kitchen knife, chopped off a pound of venison, and quietly locked the rest into the cupboard.

He casually wrapped the pound of venison in newspaper, closed his door, and hurried toward the front yard.

The little rascal, who was playing by the door, saw everything, its eyes darting around before it ran back to its own house. "Grandma! That old man's gone to eat something delicious again!"

Madam Jia sighed. "That idiot is coming back soon, just bear with it a little longer! Don't make your mother angry!"

Bang Geng didn't dare to cause trouble after hearing this. He had caused trouble once before, and Qin Huairu had really hit him. Even when his grandmother pleaded for him, he was scolded!

Qin Huairu had just gotten off work and arrived at the door when she heard her son's words, and she immediately became furious. "What did I tell you? You still dare to make a move on him?"

"No, no! I was just saying..."

"If you dare to make a move on him again, I'll send you back to the countryside. Look at your mouth, how greedy you are now!"

"He's still a child, why are you taking it out on him?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Huairu's tears instantly welled up. "You only know how to pity him! Last time, because of this kid, Yang Laowu punished me by making me move iron for a whole week. Look how much thicker my arms have become! Mother, we can't afford to offend him, so let's not provoke him, okay?"

Madam Jia looked distressed. "How can that old man be so petty? It's just a bite to eat! Honestly, he's like a miser, no wonder he's single!"

At the entrance of Nan Yi's shop, Liang Ladi's eyes lit up the moment she saw what Yang Laowu was carrying. "Master Yang, you're here!"

"Haha, I've been craving your husband's tastes, so I had someone bring some good stuff from my hometown!"

"What good stuff is it?" Liang Ladi has been enjoying quite a bit these days. Indeed, choosing a chef as a husband was the best decision she ever made.

Lin Feng ate a little something in the space. With the help of the space, his cooking skills had improved considerably. After tidying up, he stepped out of the space and was immediately greeted by a strange aroma of meat that made him extremely hungry. His stomach, which had just been full, began to drool wildly again.

"What kind of meat is this?" Lin Feng scanned it with his spiritual power, but after looking at it for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out. He realized that he was just too ignorant!

"Sigh, I can't live like this anymore..." The third uncle put down his chopsticks with a worried look on his face. Looking at the salted vegetables and cornbread on his table, he had no appetite at all, even though he was always frugal.

"Old man, this Yang Laowu eats meat every few days, where does he get the money to buy it?"

The old man sighed. "I've inquired; this is wild game he had someone bring over from his hometown in Northeast China. There's no shortage of meat there!"

"It'll be too expensive to bring it over from there!"

"He only makes a little over 100 yuan a month, he's not short of money at all. Old Yi used to be so stingy, he couldn't bear to spend any money! This Old Yang seems to be just a glutton! With a cook like this on his plate, when will this ever end?"

The old man took a deep breath of the aroma, closed his eyes in ecstasy, and took a big bite of the cornbread in his mouth, as if he had bitten off a piece of meat.

"My god, this wild game smells so good, I can't resist it!" Lin Feng, who was never short of food, was drooling uncontrollably. He simply closed the door to shut out the smell and went into his own space to avoid the odor. He felt a little better, but he still couldn't calm down.

In Liu Haizhong's backyard, with a loud bang, Liu Haizhong slammed his chopsticks on the table. "So what if he's a level 8 worker? Does that mean he can eat meat every day? This is disrupting unity! I'm going to report him!" Looking at the scrambled eggs in front of him, Liu Haizhong found them tasteless! The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, so he simply threw down his chopsticks and stormed out of the house.

Strolling to the front yard, Liu Haizhong glared at Nan Yi's room before storming out. At the same time, the sounds of children crying and adults cursing filled the yard!

The alarm clock rang, Lin Feng yawned, quickly brushed his teeth and washed his face, then rode his bicycle out of the yard.

The pigeon market was extremely lively in the morning. Lin Feng had figured out how it worked. It was much safer than the black market. As the amount of supplies in his space increased, Lin Feng came almost every day.

Around 4 o'clock, the pigeon market was just like a farmers' market in later times. Most of the people here were local farmers, and they sold all kinds of things, mostly agricultural and sideline products!

Lin Feng carried two bamboo baskets on a shoulder pole, dressed in rustic clothes, looking exactly like a farmer visiting the city. He skillfully paid the money, found a place, put the bamboo baskets on the ground, and took the shoulder pole off his body.

He habitually fanned himself with his straw hat before quietly sitting down in a corner.

"Brother, you're finally here! Get me 10 wild chicken eggs, 5 wild duck eggs, and 2 goose eggs!"

"Okay, please wait a moment!" No tickets are needed here, and there are tons of people buying things. Lin Feng quickly took the basket from the customer and placed the three types of eggs in his own basket. This customer is his VIP! He comes almost every day. "Please count the quantity."

The man took the basket back, glanced at it briefly, paid the money readily, carefully covered the basket with a cloth, and disappeared without asking any further questions.

With nearly 4 yuan in hand, Lin Feng happily put it in his pocket. Before he could even sit down, several regular customers came over.

Eggs are indeed a hard currency; they sold out instantly. In less than two hours, all 100-plus eggs were gone. Lin Feng quickly packed up his basket, remembering Chen Liansheng's words: never make a fuss! Know when to stop.

It was already dawn. Lin Feng found a secluded spot, put the basket into his spatial storage, and paid another 5 cents to enter the pigeon market. The pigeon market was about to close, and some farmers who had sold their products were leaving one after another. Lin Feng wandered around and finally found a soybean seller. Driven by his obsession with tofu, he hurriedly ran over to him!

"How much are the soybeans? Can they be used as seed?"