Era: Starting from divorce from female college student

Chapter 20: A blind cat catches a dead mouse
In the middle courtyard of Courtyard No. 18, Zhao Mancang closed the door and prepared to go out for a big meal.

Neighbors Wei Hongzhou, Aunt Luo, Uncle Feng and others hid behind the windows, watching Zhao Mancang's every move.

Only Mei Chunyan pushed open the door and greeted Zhao Mancang specifically.

"No, I'll go out to eat."

After thanking Mei Chunyan for the dinner invitation, Zhao Mancang left the yard.

This is the bad thing about a courtyard house with so many people living together. You have to be careful about what you want to eat.

Zhao Mancang came to the street outside. The lights were just coming on and there were not many pedestrians on the road.

The street lights in the capital are only limited to the main streets, such as Chang'an Avenue and North and South Riverside Streets. There are no street lights on smaller streets or alleys.

Walking on the street, he was a little confused for a moment.

As a time traveler, I am already very unfamiliar with this world, and this body is so completely separated from my original family.

So, to be honest, I'm a little uncomfortable being alone.

In my previous life, whether in college or after graduation, I was never alone except for the dark and hard days after my business failed.

However, this loneliness was soon dispelled by my rumbling stomach.

As the saying goes, when one is well fed and warm, he will think of sex. Even having enough to eat is a luxury for him, let alone anything else.

After buying two steamed buns at the dim sum shop, Zhao Mancang carried the steamed buns to Jingshan Park.

At this time of night, if you want to go to a relatively safe place where no one will disturb you, Jingshan Park is the best choice.

When we arrived, there was really no one in Jingshan Park.

He took out the Happy Fat House Water that he had already exchanged from the system space. This thing was Coca-Cola produced in 2024. After taking a sip, he burped loudly with satisfaction. It was so refreshing.

Then take a bite of steamed bun, followed by another bite of sausage, wow, it’s so delicious.

Jingshan Park was very quiet and no one came to disturb him.

So after a hearty dinner, Zhao Mancang took a long walk in the park before heading towards the Huguo Temple.

We walked along the street and everything was safe and sound.

"I've heard that there were a lot of spies in this time and space in the 1950s, but I guess I can't believe it all."

After muttering something, Zhao Mancang's curiosity quickly dissipated.

No spy would be stupid enough to appear on this street under the street lights.

Even if the other person passed by Zhao Mancang, he would not be able to tell whether he was just an ordinary citizen or a spy.

As soon as he walked into the front yard of No. 18 Courtyard, he ran into Uncle Feng who was about to close the door, so Zhao Mancang greeted him.

There are several families living in the front yard, and it is Uncle Feng who locks the gate of the courtyard every night.

When Zhao Mancang went out just now, he talked to Uncle Feng about it. He didn't expect that the other party was quite punctual.

After he left, Uncle Feng went back to his wife and sighed:

"This new neighbor, Xiao Zhao, from the Intermediate Court, is really careless. His house was robbed that afternoon, and he went out for a big meal that evening. Tsk tsk, as if the incident had nothing to do with him."

"How do you know he had a full meal?" "Just now, when I was locking the door, I happened to see him. I could smell the meat from a long distance away, not to mention that he walked past me. The smell of the sausage was so delicious."

"That Xiao Zhao, where did he get the sausage?"

Yes, where did Zhao Mancang get the sausages?
Uncle Feng did not think deeply about this question, but instead explained for Zhao Mancang:
"Xiao Zhao is a level five breeder, earning forty or fifty yuan a month. Did you forget what Captain Li said last night? He can easily borrow ten yuan from Captain Li. Can we do that?"

In the entire No. 18 Courtyard, there are only three workers whose monthly salary exceeds 50 yuan.

Wei Hongzhou, who lives in the north house of the central courtyard, is a seventh-level mechanical worker at the steel plant, with a monthly salary of 84.5 yuan.

There is also Cao Liyun, a sixth-level noodle maker in the west wing of the central courtyard, whose monthly salary is 64.40 yuan.

As well as Zhao Mancang now, the salaries of others are all below 50 yuan.

In other words, all the high-income people in Courtyard No. 18 live in the Middle Courtyard.

So Zhao Mancang has so much money, so can he eat as much sausage as he wants?
Zhao Mancang thought he had concealed it well and that there was no smell of meat on his body. He didn't know that Uncle Feng's nose was more sensitive than a dog's.

However, even if he knew, he wouldn't take it to heart. What's wrong with eating meat?
The next day, when Zhao Mancang arrived at the steel plant, Xu Fugui was already in the breeding room.

Seeing the former coming, Xu Fugui asked with a complicated expression:

"Zhao Mancang, how did you do it?"

They are all level five breeders. Although Xu Fugui was not very convinced before, Zhao Mancang is very honest and hardworking after all, so Xu Fugui's jealousy is not very serious.

But it’s different now, why?
Since Zhao Mancang cured the dying donkey last time, he started treating the diarrheal ox brought back by the canteen buyer Jiang Dayong yesterday morning.

Early this morning, Xu Fugui returned to the steel plant early.

At this time, the ox was able to stand up and eat grass. Although it was not completely recovered, it looked very different from the sick ox yesterday.

In other words, the plowing ox yesterday had been cured by Zhao Mancang.

If he had only cured a donkey, it would have been like a blind cat holding a dead mouse. But now he has saved a diarrheal ox that was sentenced to death. This is strength.

They are all level five breeders, why is Zhao Mancang so awesome?
"How did you do that? It's inexplicable!"

Zhao Mancang rolled his eyes and didn't respond, but went to take care of the plowing ox.

Looking at the oxen eating grass, Zhao Mancang nodded with satisfaction: The medicine produced by the system is really awesome.

But thinking of Xu Fugui's strange expression just now, he couldn't help but regret it: This medicine of the system is too good, and it seems that it is not so good.

But in order to become a leader, Zhao Mancang had no choice but to bite the bullet and do it.

At this time, Peng Sixi, Wang Shunfa, Zheng Damao and others had already arrived at the breeding room, staring at the grazing oxen in amazement.

Yesterday, this plowing ox had difficulty opening its eyes, let alone standing up.

"Brother Zhao, you are amazing, aren't you? How did you do it?"

The apprentice Zheng Damao quickly put on a smile and flattered Zhao Mancang.

Peng Sixi's eyes flashed: I know all what Zhao Mancang's method is. How about if something like this happens next time, I will take it over and do it myself?
Wu Huamin told us yesterday about the reward for curing this ox.

Not to mention any physical rewards, even if it was just praise from the leader, Peng Sixi would be happy for several days.

(End of this chapter)