Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

Hearing the old village chief's assurance, Wang Feng felt relieved. He was worried that the old village chief might accept too many things at once, attracting attention and leading to an investigation.

"Uncle Lu, what kinds of fruit and vegetable seeds do you have?"

After thinking for a moment, the village chief said, "We have apples, pears, peaches, grapes, strawberries, and watermelons, but I only managed to get the seeds. Do you want them?"

"There are quite a lot of vegetables, including some common vegetable seeds. I've found some for you."

Wang Feng smiled and nodded: "No problem, as long as we have seeds, that's fine. Uncle Lu, you calculate the total cost. As for your trouble, do you want money or sweet potatoes?"

The village chief pondered for a moment and said, "Wang Feng, Uncle Lu has even taken out his savings for his funeral this time, a total of 880 yuan. I have a lot of people in my family, so you can give me sweet potatoes instead."

Wang Feng took out 880 yuan and gave it to the old village chief, saying, "Uncle Lu, here are 880 yuan. Count them. As for sweet potatoes, I'll give you 4,000 jin. After this harvest, I won't need any more next time. When I need them, I'll tell Uncle Lu. Also, Uncle Lu, please go and tell the villagers if they have any mountain products or anything else they can bring over, and I'll collect them all."

Upon hearing about the 4,000 jin of sweet potatoes, the village chief grinned broadly, but his spirits sank again when he learned that Wang Feng would no longer be buying them.

He's been buying poultry, livestock, vegetables, and fruits for Wang Feng lately, and he's already made a lot of money from him. If Wang Feng stops buying from him, he won't make any more money, right? He has a family of about ten people, and it's not easy to support them.

However, having earned so much, he was quite satisfied. After taking the money and counting it, and confirming there were no problems, he said to Wang Feng:

"Okay, if you want anything else next time, just tell Uncle Lu. As long as it's available in our area, Uncle Lu will get it for you. Go to my house first, and I'll go and tell the villagers to bring the mountain produce over."

"become."

Soon, the villagers of Lujia Village arrived at the village chief's house with various mountain products.

The last time Wang Feng bought their mountain produce, the price was higher than before. The villagers trusted Wang Feng, the purchasing agent, and they kept their produce, waiting for Wang Feng to come and buy it again.

It took Wang Feng more than half an hour and over thirty yuan to buy all the mountain products from Lujia Village.

There wasn't anything special, just eggs, chickens, rabbits, dried mushrooms, and cured meat.

He didn't plan to eat these things himself. If Zhang Dali and Li Jianjun, who were on good terms with him, failed to complete their tasks in the next two months, he would sell them to them as a way of helping them and preventing them from being transferred to the workshop.

After collecting the mountain produce, the village chief called his three sons and his nephews, a total of eight strong young men, and pushed several carts. They made only three trips to tie up all the poultry and livestock and send them to the woods outside the village.

Wang Feng arrived at the roadside bushes and, seeing that no one was around, took out 4080 jin of sweet potatoes from his spatial storage and handed them to the village chief. He then went to the woods, put all the poultry, livestock, and some seeds into his spatial storage, and rode his bicycle towards Beijing.

I checked the time; it was already past 2 PM. If I didn't ride faster, it would be dark by the time I got back to Beijing.

Along the way, Wang Feng used his mind to plant all the vegetable and fruit seeds, and placed the poultry and livestock in their respective farms.

At 5:30 p.m., Wang Feng returned to No. 28 Courtyard in Sijiu City.

The burlap sack on the back of the bicycle was filled with a lot of things: a chicken, a rabbit, a fish, and a large pig's trotter. Since it was winter, the meat wouldn't spoil even after a few days, so Wang Feng took out a few more.

"Brother Wang Feng, you're back."

Upon seeing Wang Feng, Qin Jingru and Lou Xiao'e greeted him with smiles.

Qin Jingru opened the sack and said, "Brother Wang Feng, you bought so much stuff this time? Is this going to be delivered to the factory?"

Wang Feng smiled and shook his head: "I've already handed over the factory's food. These are for our own consumption. Jingru, quickly take these to the kitchen."

"Um."

Qin Jingru smiled sweetly. She felt incredibly happy. Following Brother Wang Feng, she had never eaten coarse grains and could eat meat at every meal, with different kinds of meat.

If the aunties and grandmas of Qin Family Village knew this, they would be green with envy. But she wouldn't be that foolish. This kind of thing is best kept to herself and her family; she can't tell anyone else.

For dinner, we ate the leftovers from last night, but Lou Xiao'e had already eaten them all at noon today, and then she made braised rabbit and braised chicken for dinner.

Lou Xiao'e placed a large chicken leg on Wang Feng's plate, her smile sweet.

"Brother Feng, try my braised chicken. I don't know why, but today when I learned to cook with Sister Jingru, it seemed much easier than before. Sister Jingru taught me how to make it once, and I was able to make it look quite decent."

"Hehe, son, learn from Jingru well, and our family will be full of chefs, and we can eat delicious food every day."

Wang Feng chuckled casually, not bothering to explain to them that the Water of Life was something that couldn't be explained at all.

Lou Xiao'e nodded obediently: "Brother Feng, don't worry, I will definitely learn well from Sister Jingru."

After dinner, Lou Xiao'e boiled water for a bath and helped Wang Feng take a bath. The three of them went to bed early.

It's already winter, and the Lunar New Year is just over a month away. The weather is already quite cold, but the three of them are physically strong and don't feel the cold at all.

......

late at night.

Wang Feng opened his eyes, carefully removed Qin Jingru and Lou Xiao'e's legs from his body, put on his clothes and hood, opened the door and went out.

After closing the door, Qin Jingru and Lou Xiao'e opened their eyes at the same time.

Qin Jingru patted Lou Xiao'e's teddy bear and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Brother Wang Feng has probably gone to the black market to sell his prey. He'll be back soon."

Lou Xiao'e patted Qin Jingru's teddy bear and smiled sweetly, "Sister Jingru, you know, Brother Feng is already so rich, why is he still selling game? Why don't we just keep it for ourselves?"

Qin Jingru rolled her eyes at Lou Xiao'e: "Son, are you stupid? Brother Wang Feng is so good, he can catch wild boar every time he goes hunting. How much can the three of us eat?"

"oh."

Lou Xiao'e nodded and asked, "Sister Jingru, do you think Brother Feng comes from one of those reclusive families in martial arts novels? Otherwise, how could Brother Feng be so mysterious, able to make the ultimate tonic soup, and top-grade tea leaves, and now he's even got his hands on top-grade rice and flour?"

Qin Jingru shook her head: "I don't know either, but I know that Brother Wang Feng is good to me, so who cares about his identity?"

"By the way, son, you must not tell any outsiders about your doubts, not even your parents, understand? Don't ask Brother Wang Feng either. What he should tell us, he will naturally tell us. What he shouldn't tell us, we shouldn't inquire about. From now on, when Brother Wang Feng goes out to sell his game at night, we should just pretend we know nothing, just like we did today."

"Okay, Sister Jingru, I understand."