I, Yan Jiefang, will live to 2025 in this courtyard house.

Yan Jiefang knew clearly that in order to produce electronic computers, in addition to technology, sufficient capital was also essential.

Moreover, this capital must be legitimate capital that can withstand scrutiny.

Therefore, searching for the treasure of Prince Gong's Mansion like many time-traveling protagonists would be a thankless and arduous task.

Even if he found tons of gold and silver, so what?

How should we make our move?

He will be summoned for questioning immediately if he dares to bring it out.

Then all that gold and silver will be confiscated, and all that effort will have been wasted.

If you don't take it out to exchange for money, it will just sit in your online space collecting dust.

So why did he go to all that trouble to find these things?

Therefore, in many of the novels he read about time travel within a courtyard house, these things were never used after he acquired them, even after the novel was completely finished.

But many authors still enjoy sending their protagonists to find this treasure.

The reason is simple: because our readers like it.

Of course, everyone likes this feeling of accomplishment.

Of course, you can still comfortably pad out a chapter or two with a few extra words.

Although Yan Jiefang had thought about the treasure, he never intended to go looking for something that might not even exist.

Because he knew from the beginning that these things would have no effect on him.

Looking at his own panel, all he could think of for now was using his music skills to release an album.

He could "create" hit songs that fit the characteristics of the 80s and then get them released by record companies.

While they won't get the lion's share, their income shouldn't be too small either (no more than 5% of total revenue).

As for starting your own record company... (Don't think too much about it in the 80s, and it's not easy even after 2000).

It seems that it's not so easy to handle a major matter reasonably, legally, and in a way that can withstand scrutiny.

Well, that's still more than a decade away. We'll see how things go and take it one step at a time.

It's not like I'm trying to achieve instant success.

Time flies, and it seems like only a short while has passed before the 21st day of the twelfth lunar month arrived.

Yan Jiefang's holiday has also arrived.

He took a bus back to Dongcheng District with several familiar classmates.

He is now very famous in Beiwudian School. Many students know him and are willing to be his friends.

The group chatted and laughed as they boarded a car and got off in the Dongcheng District, then dispersed.

Yan Jiefang took another bus back to Nanluoguxiang.

The house was still occupied by Yan Jiekuang and his sister Yan Jiedi, who brought a lot of life to Yan Jiefang's room.

However, they didn't come often, only once or twice a week, just to warm the house. (According to data, each household in Beijing has 1-3 people and receives 100 kilograms of coal per month, so Yan Jiefang's family had more than enough coal.)

Good!

"Second brother is back!" (After the Lunar New Year in 1965, she would have turned 10, and her previous pronunciation had finally been corrected.)

Yan Jiedi stood up from the stool and helped Yan Jiefang take her bag.

Yan Jiekuang helped push the cart and close the door to prevent the heat inside from being blown away.

Over the next few days, Yan Jiefang and his two companions began to frequently visit various shopping malls, buying and storing all the New Year's goods they could find.

For some of the more unique items, Yan Jiefang would use a critical hit system to store them, saving them to eat later.

On the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, a courier delivered a package.

Yan Jiefang was initially puzzled, but after looking at the postmark, he realized that it had been sent from Jiangcheng.

When he got home and opened it, he found a package of snow-white, date-shaped pastries inside.

He was a southerner before he traveled through time, and he immediately recognized it as one of Hubei's traditional specialties—Jingguo.

It can also be called golden fruit, snow date, hemp fruit, etc.

He had eaten it before; the outer layer was very sweet, but the inside was crispy.

It tastes pretty good, but you can't eat too much at once, or it will get greasy.

Liu Ruyan was afraid he had never seen this kind of thing before, so she also introduced this local specialty in the letter that came with it.

Yan Jiefang nodded: This woman is thoughtful.

Neither Yan Jiekuang nor Yan Jiedi had ever seen this kind of pastry before, and they looked at it with great curiosity.

After Yan Jiefang delivered the blow, he shared it with the two of them.

"This is called Jingguo, a specialty of Jiangcheng. You've definitely never seen it before, so give it a try."

Yan Jiedi gently picked one up with her fingertips and took a big bite.

"It's so sweet! It tastes pretty good! Second brother, you should have some too."

She loves sweets and can never get enough of them.

Yan Jiekuang nodded after taking a bite.

People in this era are generally deficient in sugar, so they think it's great to be able to eat such cloyingly sweet snacks.

Unlike people in later generations, who had long since grown tired of it.

Yan Jiefang ate one and then stopped eating.

Inside the package was an unopened letter.

Yan Jiefang picked it up and saw that it was another letter from that bastard Xu Damao to Liu Ruyan.

I haven't even had time to settle accounts with him for what happened last time, and this bastard is still causing trouble.

Should I find some time to take care of him?

Yan Jiefang glanced at the snow-covered landscape outside.

It's not feasible in the short term.

He's just an ordinary person with decent physical strength; if he does something in the snow, he's bound to leave traces.

It's easy to get yourself into trouble.

He'd rather kill than leave any evidence.

After the snow melts in spring, it will be the death day of "First Blood Master" Xu Damao!

Of course, if you get a special weapon from a super critical hit, that's another story.

In order to resolve the critical hit count after the New Year without any loss, Yan Jiefang decided to use it on the unlimited ammo permanent silenced precision rifle.

A few days later, Yan Jiefang and his two siblings sat in the living room listening to radio programs to celebrate the New Year.

However, Yan Jiedi couldn't take it anymore, so Yan Jiefang carried her into the room to sleep.

As midnight approached, Yan Jiekuang could no longer hold on:

"Second brother, I'm sleepy, I'm going to bed now."

"Okay, go to bed early. We'll set off firecrackers and cook dumplings tomorrow morning."

"OK."

Soon, Yan Jiefang was the only one left in the living room.

The only radio station still playing opera and music programs was Central Radio Station (RM).

Other channels generally stop broadcasting after 11 PM.

The news is broadcast until midnight, and then it ends on the hour.

Yan Jiefang glanced at the refreshed super critical hit count, closed the door, and locked his consciousness onto the infinite ammo permanent silenced precision rifle in the space.

[You have a super critical hit, unlimited ammo, permanent silenced precision rifle! Please choose one of the following options.]

[1. A permanent silenced precision rifle with 10,000 unlimited bullets!] (The bullets of this weapon are not invisible, but they are so fast that they are almost invisible at close range.)

【2、一千支无限能源镭射穿透步枪！】（可以在0.01秒内击穿10米厚的钢板，最佳有效打击範围10公里！有效打击範围5000公里！）

【3. One hundred infinite energy arc light jump rifles!】(The arc light released by this gun can perform jump attacks. The arc light temperature is 1 degrees Celsius, the duration is 5 seconds, the absolute effective range radius is 1 meter, and the relative effective range radius is 10 meters.)

[4. Ten Mind-Locking Rifles!] (Holding this rifle grants psychic abilities, allowing you to lock onto imagined real-world targets in your mind and launch psychic attacks, directly damaging their central nervous system or brain. The attack radius is 1 kilometer, with an attack interval of 1 hour to allow you to recover your psychic power.)

5. Insufficient system level to display.