Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

After finishing breakfast, Wang Feng went out. He planned to buy a watch at the trust store today, as he really couldn't get used to not being able to see the time.

As for going to the factory, he didn't even consider it; he just needed to complete his monthly tasks.

Moreover, he was robbed a couple of days ago, and he suspects it was related to the purchasing department. Only the purchasing department knows his purchasing routes. Otherwise, how could his father be robbed and he, who had only been in charge for less than a month, be robbed?

He would never leave the city until his strength reached a thousand jin; if he lost his life, he would lose everything.

Upon arriving at the trust store, Wang Feng went directly to a sales clerk and asked, "Excuse me, do you have watches?"

Wang Feng, standing at 1.78 meters tall, wearing a brand-new Zhongshan suit and having drunk the "water of life," was undoubtedly the most handsome man in the courtyard, at least a few points more so than Jia Dongxu.

The saleswoman was a young woman. When she saw Wang Feng's clothes and his sunny, handsome face, she became much more polite in her speech.

"Comrade, we have many watches here. Come and take a look. Just tell me which one you like."

The sales clerk led Wang Feng to the counter, where Wang Feng immediately took a liking to a Patek Philippe that was almost brand new. He didn't know much about watches, but he knew that Patek Philippe was very famous in later generations, and he felt that the watch he liked was quite suitable for him.

"Comrade, you have a good eye. This Patek Philippe is a new model. The customer has only had it for less than a month before bringing it to our trust store to sell. The price is 90 yuan."

"No problem, I'll take it."

Wang Feng took out 90 yuan, handed it to the salesperson, put on the watch, and left.

He doesn't have much money right now, and he's never thought about finding treasures in trust shops. Besides, he doesn't know anything about antiques, so even if he wanted to collect these old items, he would have to find a professional to help him.

After leaving the trust shop, Wang Feng went to another pigeon market, hoping to try his luck and find wheat and rice seeds.

As for the black market, he planned to wait until he reached a strength of a thousand jin before going there. People often get robbed in the black market, and it would be troublesome if the other party was carrying a heavy weapon. He didn't want to be caught off guard.

With over 60 years of experience across two lifetimes, he understood one thing very well: trying to show off before you have the ability will inevitably lead to your downfall sooner or later.

Before entering the pigeon market, Wang Feng found a deserted corner, took out a cloth to cover his face, paid 5 cents, and went inside.

As soon as I entered the pigeon market, I saw crowds of people coming and going. It was much more lively than the pigeon market in Nanluoguxiang. One stall was even surrounded by people.

Wang Feng squeezed in and saw that it was a pork stall. No wonder there were so many people there.

"Sir, how much is the pork?"

"1.8 yuan, no ticket required."

Seeing that there were only about 20 kilograms of meat and about 10 kilograms of ribs left on the stall, Wang Feng said directly to the stall owner, "I'll take them all."

"Hey, who are you? So many of us haven't bought anything yet, and you want it all? Where are we supposed to buy anything?"

"That's right, young man, there's a first-come, first-served rule. You can buy yours after we've finished."

Wang Feng's words immediately provoked public outrage, but he was unfazed and directly retorted:

"Hey grandpas and grandmas, I've seen you here for quite a while, but you haven't taken out any money to buy anything. What's wrong? Are you waiting for the stall owner to give you meat for free?"

"You're talking nonsense. I'm just picking out a good piece. Give me half a pound of meat, the fatty kind."

As she spoke, the woman handed the money to the stall owner. Seeing this, the others also became anxious and took out their money to buy meat.

You want half a jin, he wants four liang, and more than twenty jin of meat are quickly reduced to only ten jin. As for the remaining ten jin of ribs, no one even asks about them.

After everyone had left, Wang Feng looked at the stall owner and said, "Weigh them for me, I'll take them all. Also, how much are these ribs per pound?"

The stall owner weighed the meat, paused for a moment, and said, "12.8 jin, 23.04 yuan. Ribs are 0.5 yuan per jin. Do you want them?"

"I'll take them all."

"Okay."

"16 jin of pork ribs, 8 yuan, totaling 31.04 yuan, I'll just charge you 31."

"Okay, thank you, sir."

Wang Feng took out 31 yuan and handed it to the butcher, then strolled around the pigeon market with the pork in his arms.

Unfortunately, after exploring the pigeon market, he didn't see any seeds for sale, and there was only one chicken vendor. Wang Feng then spent another 4 yuan to buy two large roosters.

Leaving Pigeon City, Wang Feng couldn't help but lament the scarcity of resources in this era, making it difficult to buy what he wanted.

In a few more months, we should be in the most difficult three years, right? Luckily, he has space.

However, he had no intention of being a pushover and delivering food to disaster victims. He would never do anything that wouldn't benefit him.

After leaving Pigeon City, Wang Feng found a deserted alley, put the meat and two roosters into his spatial storage, and rode his bicycle to the moat.

There were few people fishing on this side of the moat, so he found a secluded corner and put his hand into the water.

With his mind, the land in the space sank three meters, and then a continuous stream of river water was drawn into the space.

"Splash splash splash".

As soon as the space opened, the river water seemed to have found an outlet and surged into it.

Seeing that the commotion was too great, Wang Feng hurriedly shrunk the entrance to the space, and then breathed a long sigh of relief.

When the river water was collected, some small fish were also collected into the space, but not many.

Wang Feng looked around and saw that there was basically no one passing by. He took off his clothes and, without hesitation, jumped into the water.

Upon diving into the deep water, Wang Feng opened the spatial entrance to its maximum extent. In an instant, the river water surged into the space like a flood bursting its banks.

Various fish and some plankton are sucked into the space entrance and directly absorbed into the space.

After filling the one-acre fishpond with water, Wang Feng sensed that he had harvested about a thousand catties of fish this time. Most of them were small fish, and the fish weighing more than a catty each totaled about three hundred catties.

He had originally planned to search for treasure at the bottom of the moat, hoping to find a treasure chest or something, but he could only hold his breath for a maximum of 5 minutes, so he gave up after thinking about it.

It's not too late to come back when we're stronger. Anyway, even if there are treasure chests or something, we won't run away.

Back on shore, Wang Feng changed his pants, put on his clothes, and rode his bicycle away from the moat.

......

Time flew by, and it was already 4 p.m. Wang Feng had just returned to the entrance of No. 95 courtyard when he saw Matchmaker Li mysteriously waving at him from the alley entrance.

"Wang Feng, here, here."

Wang Feng pushed his bicycle up to Matchmaker Li, who then pulled him into the alley.

"Wang Feng, Aunt Li went to Changping early this morning and unexpectedly ran into a real beauty. The girl is eighteen years old. Aunt Li has inquired about her and said she is definitely a well-behaved girl. I brought her here. Come with me to meet her."

"etc."

Wang Feng looked at Matchmaker Li with suspicion and asked, "Aunt Li, what's the girl's name?"

"Qin Jingru is at my house right now. I don't dare bring her to your yard, for fear that someone will cause trouble."

"Qin Jingru?" Wang Feng's eyes widened.

"It's Qin Jingru, what's wrong?" Matchmaker Li asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, Wang Feng frowned. This wasn't right. Wasn't Qin Jingru supposed to have been born in 47 and only be 11 years old now? How did she become 18?

He never imagined it would be Qin Jingru. According to the original plot, Qin Jingru was only 18 years old in 65, so she should only be 11 years old now. This plot doesn't make any sense at all!

PS: Dear readers, I'd like to emphasize here that the female lead is Qin Jingru. Due to the needs of the plot, Qin Jingru's age has been increased by a few years, so please don't worry about the age issue.

In addition, the book is set to have about three female protagonists. One of them is Lou Xiao'e, but the protagonist will train her well before taking her in. Anyway, the protagonist will definitely not marry Lou Xiao'e and treat her like a pampered young lady. As for the other one, we haven't decided who it is yet. Everyone can give us some suggestions. If no one gives any suggestions, it will basically be confirmed as an original female protagonist.