Rebirth of the Flying Era

Niu Wentao comes and goes in a hurry.

Du Fei rummaged through the gifts he left behind, and soon found a 'pipa'-shaped object wrapped in newspaper.

Du Fei's heart moved, and he had some vague guesses. He reached out and picked it up. The weight of this thing was a bit heavy on his hand.

Du Fei untied the rope and tore open the newspaper.

A pig leg covered in mold was exposed.

Du Fei's eyes lit up and he smiled secretly in his heart: "Hehe, it really is so!"

Turning the pork leg over, there are words on it, 'ZJ Provincial Food Company Jinhua Ham'.

This thing is a good thing, I don’t know where Niu Wentao got it.

Here in the capital, no matter how much money there is, there is no place to buy it.

The two frozen prawns that Xu Daimao sent last time were thrown into the portable space by Du Fei, and he was going to take them to Chen Zhongyuan's house during the New Year.

He decided to keep the Jinhua ham for himself and eat it slowly.

Shortly after Niu Wentao left, two more people came to Du Fei's house.

Lei Laoliu and his daughter-in-law, Xiao Cui'er, also carried many gifts and came to wish them an early New Year's greetings.

Logically speaking, the second day of the Lunar New Year is the time to visit relatives and friends to pay New Year greetings.

However, Lei Laoliu knew that he was definitely not strong enough now.

Waiting for the second day of the lunar new year, Du Fei would be busy going here and there to pay New Year's greetings, so there would be no time to greet them.

Plus what happened with Mrs. Liu two days ago.

Du Fei originally left it to him, but the next day even Mrs. Liu and Lu Bo were arrested.

Lei Laoliu couldn't help at all, which made him feel a little unhappy and wanted to take advantage of the New Year to express his determination.

It was the first time that Xiaocui came to Du Fei's house.

Although her family is from a banner family, it is said that her ancestors are relatives of the emperor of Shangsan Banner. But her family's fortunes had long been in decline. She had been miserable since the day she was born, and it wasn't until she started working with Lei Laoliu that she saw some improvement.

But in recent years, I have been influenced by what I have heard and seen, and I am not a stickler for things like building furniture.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw the two huge square corner cabinets in Du Fei's house, and I immediately said "Yeah"

Du Fei saw that she didn't look like she was putting on a show, so he smiled and said, "Then the eldest sister still has research on furniture?"

Xiaocui smiled sheepishly, but she didn't have any stage fright, and said: "Boss Du, I'm a girl, how can I do any research! I just know that this wood is precious and precious. If I'm not mistaken, this is called rosewood." Bar?"

Du Fei laughed and gave a thumbs up: "You have good eyesight."

On this topic, the three of them chatted for a while, and Lei Laoliu and his wife left without staying much longer.

But before leaving, Lei Laoliu left a small red notepad.

Du Fei saw them off and came back to open the small book. The handwriting on it was very new, obviously newly written.

First page--

First row: Li Xiaoyu, 29 years old, lives in Nanshuiguan Hutong, Guangqu. He is good at pickpocketing and unlocking and drawing architectural plans.

Second row: Zhou Gang, thirty-seven years old, lives in Baizhifang Hutong, and is good at making documents and bills.

The third row……

Du Fei opened the notepad. There were more than ten pages on it, recording the names and addresses of more than thirty people, as well as each person's specialties.

This is Lei Laoliu's letter of submission to Dufina, and it also demonstrates his personal value.

Du Fei knew that Lei Laoliu must have more than these people, and these people were not Lei Laoliu's subordinates.

But these people can use the money to do things when they need it.

It is the personal connections that Mr. Lei has accumulated after more than 20 years of business.

Although 90% of the people here are low-level thieves, they may be of great use at critical moments.

For Du Fei, it was a moderate surprise.

Du Fei flipped through it briefly, put away the notepad, and looked up at the almanac hanging on the wall.

Today is already the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month.

It’s New Year’s Eve in two days, and the New Year’s flavor on the streets is already quite strong.

Du Fei came back from get off work in the evening and found many children setting off firecrackers.

The "snap" sound of the small whip is endless.

Occasionally, a louder "bang" could be heard, exploding the snowdrifts on the roadside in the distance, making the children around them scream in fright.

Before Du Fei traveled through time, he was like this when he was a child. He would follow behind the big kid, holding a thin and long incense stick in his hand, and he would break it if he wasn't careful.

Carrying the dismantled firecrackers in my pocket, I found a place I thought was perfect.

Put down the firecrackers, hold the incense tremblingly, the incense head is only the size of a millet grain, and I can't light it for a long time...

Recalling these memories that had been sealed for countless years, Du Fei couldn't help but smile knowingly. He sat on the Arhat bed, leaned back, and put his hands behind his head.

Just at this moment, there was a meow.

Xiaowu got in through the cat hole in the door.

I don't know where I went crazy again, I was dirty, but I was in a happy mood, with my tail raised high, like a general returning from victory.

Du Fei glanced at it and found a lump of bird droppings on its back.

This guy probably took the wild cat with him to fight the crow again.

Judging from its appearance, it should have taken some advantage, but it was so dirty that Du Fei didn't want to touch it, let alone let it rub around in the house.

"Xiao Wu, come here~"

Du Fei shouted, conveying his emotions at the same time.

Because he had more experience, Xiao Wu guessed what Du Fei wanted to do, and he let out a dissatisfied "meow", but still walked over.

Du Fei ignored Xiao Wu's protest and put his hand out to put this thing into his portable space.

Then with a thought in mind, he manipulated the white light belt and circled around Xiao Wu. Only when it was clean did he let it out to pet the cat.

At this time, "Flowers as Matchmakers" by Xin Fengxia was playing on the radio.

The voice was gentle and sweet, but it was a pity that the voice could only be heard but no one could be seen.

At that time, the Prime Minister once praised Xin Fengxia's beauty, saying that if she didn't drink tea for three days, she couldn't help but look at Xin Fengxia!

Du Fei had heard of this allusion a long time ago and even checked the photos online. It was indeed well-deserved.

It's a pity that all the photos left behind are black and white photos.

At this time, he suddenly heard a song on the radio, which made Du Fei curious. What does this queen of Pingju opera, who is known as a national beauty, look like in real life?

But when I thought about it again, I felt a little less interested.

Xin Fengxia seems to have been born in 1920, so she is almost forty years old now.

If you are around thirty, like Qin Huairou, you may still be born with beauty that is difficult to give up.

But at forty...

No matter how beautiful and fragrant the country is, it may not be able to withstand the passage of time.

Then Du Fei thought of himself again.

What will he look like in another fifty or sixty years, in the era before he time traveled?

Probably around the end of the new year, Du Fei was sitting alone in a deserted home, listening to the babbling singing on the radio, which made him feel inexplicably sad.

But at this moment, there was a "click" sound of the key opening the door.

Du Fei didn't need to look to know that Qin Huairou was coming.

The door opened, Qin Huairou was breathing coldly, with a ball head on her head, wearing a small floral cotton-padded jacket that was not old and new, and a pair of khaki pants.