Age: My Small World

Chapter 370 Remodeling the House

Because it was daytime, there was no one in the ghost market.

Yang Jun walked around casually and found that the environment here was not very good. There probably weren't many good things that could be found in this ghost market. In short, it was just a ghost market for ordinary people.

"Come back and see it tonight."

Without stopping, he returned along the same route and all the way back to the bottom of the well.

I looked around the dilapidated yard again and found no other traces. It was obvious that Yang Zihua was not staying here, he had another base.

He came secretly, like the clouds in the sky, and left quietly, taking away the last trace.

When learning sniping from the one-eyed old man, he was also taught some basic tracking and anti-tracking techniques, which is one of the must-learn items for snipers.

Unfortunately, to his disappointment, Yang Zihua did not show up today, and his wish to wait was dashed.

It is impossible for Yang Jun to live his life around one person all the time. In essence, he pays more attention to a relaxed daily life. It is unrealistic for him to devote himself wholeheartedly to the task given by Zhu Yong. So before waiting for the next opportunity, he returned to his usual pace of life, focusing on a leisurely life.

He didn't forget about renting a house, so today he went with an old lady to look at a house.

"Young man, this place was left behind by our old man. It's a bit messy. See if you're happy living here. If not, forget it."

The old lady is quite casual and doesn't care whether the house can be rented out or not.

Yang Jun nodded: "Okay, let me take a look."

The two entered a courtyard, and the layout of only two rooms made Yang Jun frown first.

The yard was overgrown with weeds, looking rather messy. It was obvious that no one lived there.

However, he resisted the urge to turn around and leave, and continued to follow the old lady into the house to take a look.

The inside of the house was different from the outside. It was surprisingly clean, with no obvious signs of insect bites, snakes, or rats.

"There have never been any bugs or rats in the house. It's very clean. Don't worry, there will be no problem living here."

Although there are only two rooms in the house, the other supporting facilities are relatively complete. There is a separate toilet, a shed for cooking, and even a cowshed. Because it is some distance away from the village, you can go out and farm.

Yang Jun was quite satisfied. If he lived here, he could be self-sufficient and would not have to worry about problems with his neighbors. More importantly, it would save him trouble.

The old lady agreed that she would rent the house for as many years as the one-time payment allowed. Yang Jun planned to rent the house for a minimum of 20 years. If he had the chance, he could buy it directly without having to move.

The rent is two dollars a month, which is twenty-four dollars a year, and four hundred and eighty dollars in twenty years, which is quite a good deal.

Seeing that he really gave her money, the old lady was stunned.

"Really renting it?"

"Yes, I hate trouble, so it would be best if I could rent it for a longer period of time."

When he said the number of twenty years, the old lady was not worried, but agreed quickly with surprise.

"Young man, you said it, don't regret it."

The old lady was worried that he would not rent the house, so she was anxious to take him directly to handle the procedures.

After all, we are in Beijing, and even if it is a self-built house in the countryside, the rental must be approved by the official archives.

When he returned from the city, Yang Jun had already been the owner of the yard for twenty years.

"Finally settled down, let me clean up first."

When Yang Jun entered the courtyard, he was not very satisfied with the outer wall of the courtyard.

The wall was made of haphazardly inserted wooden frames, and it was already rotten and could no longer be used as a fence, so he simply tore it down. Then he used stones to pile up the actual outer wall bit by bit, and then fixed it with clay mortar.

This alone took him two full days.

Fortunately, the job was completed successfully. From now on, I don’t have to worry about anyone spying on my life in the yard, nor do I have to worry about someone breaking in.

The weeds in the yard were first cut with a sickle and then the roots were dug out with a hoe.

The ground was not flat, so Yang Jun transported some flat stones from various places and used them on the ground, covering it as if there was a layer of floor tiles.

If you lay fine sand and clay slurry underneath, you can create a good grip.

The project took another day.

Next was the overall renovation of the house, mainly to address the leaking roof.

The house itself is insect-proof and mosquito-proof, but it is not rainproof, which causes rainwater to seep into the broken bricks and tiles. If this continues for a long time, the wooden frame will also collapse.

He was helpless about the roof tiles, which were really hard to find. The factories that could produce tiles were all state-owned and supplied them to units for building houses. If he wanted to buy some personally, he would have to wait in line for a long time.

This is when a little connection comes in handy.

He wrote a letter to Quan Jinhua at the municipal office, hoping he could do him a small favor, at most just asking a question, but it was a different story for the brick and tile factory.

Some favors are necessary. As the saying goes, you will remember me only if I owe you something. Yang Jun doesn't mind owing this friend some favors.

So the brick and tile work was put on hold for a few days, and he focused his attention on the wood itself in the room.

"Camphor wood, such a luxurious wood to build a house, no wonder there are no snakes, insects, rats or ants in the house."

Yang Jun felt a little emotional.

Camphor wood is one of the traditional precious and rare woods and has always been exclusive to landlords.

Thinking about it this way, the owner of this house probably has some historical stories.

That lady must be hiding a lot of things.

However, the agreement has been signed after all, and there is no way for both parties to go back on their word. Yang Jun just hopes that no bad things will affect him.

There are only two kangs in the room, so if you want to make it look like a home, you have to buy some furniture.

He was about to go to the next ghost market nearby, and he thought he would buy some old furniture while he was there.

On Sunday, I will continue to go out and learn shooting, tracking and counter-tracking from the one-eyed old man, and then Wednesday is the opening day of the ghost market.

Just as he expected, at three o'clock, this place completely turned into a morning vegetable market, with all kinds of vegetables and grains, chickens, ducks, fish, meat, etc.

It shouldn't be called a ghost market, people would believe it's a morning market.

Yang Jun didn't rush in, but squatted at the entrance and kept staring at a certain position.

Finally, a young man with his face covered but wearing glasses appeared.

Through his mental power, Yang Jun fully realized that he was the person he was looking for, Yang Zihua.

She followed him quietly, and the two of them walked into the vegetable market together.

Amid the noisy sounds, Yang Jun carefully observed Yang Zihua's every move. Even he did not dare to let his guard down, because who knows what he could do.

Details determine success or failure. An almost inconspicuous action of his made Yang Jun's eyes light up instantly.

(End of this chapter)