Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

The Intermediate People's Court, the Wang family.

As soon as Wang Feng parked his bicycle, Qin Jingru greeted him with a beaming smile.

Entering the house, Wang Feng took two oil paper packages out of his backpack and handed them to Qin Jingru, smiling:

"Jingru, here's a pound of pork and a pound of mutton. Take them to the kitchen and cook them all tonight. I'll bring the groceries back tomorrow morning."

"Okay, Brother Wang Feng."

Qin Jingru smiled sweetly, took the oil paper package, and went to the kitchen.

A short while later, Lu Banxia also returned.

Not long after, a strong smell of Chinese medicine wafted out of the kitchen, and soon it spread throughout the entire courtyard.

At that moment, He Daqing, who was steaming white flour buns, smelled the Chinese medicine aroma. He frowned and looked at He Yushui beside him, asking in confusion:

"Rainwater, whose family is brewing traditional Chinese medicine here?"

He Yushui sighed and said, "It should be at Wang Feng's house. I heard that Wang Feng injured his hand while hunting in the mountains and has been taking Chinese medicine to treat it."

Upon hearing this, He Daqing frowned. He had a feeling that Wang Feng didn't seem to be injured, but he didn't say anything more, since it wasn't his business anyway.

"Rain, have you ever eaten Qin Jingru's cooking before?"

He Yushui nodded her little head: "I've eaten it once, Dad. Let me tell you, Sister Jingru's cooking is really delicious. It's the best food I've ever eaten."

Hearing He Yushui's answer, He Daqing felt a chill in his heart. If he lost to Qin Jingru in a cooking competition tomorrow, especially when he was making his best dish, "Zao Liu San Bai," where would he put his face?

Next, he asked a lot of questions about Qin Jingru, especially about her cooking. For example, he asked what dishes she ate at Qin Jingru's house last time, and how much better they were compared to his. He Yushui answered truthfully.

After listening to Yu Shui's account, He Daqing felt that he had done something very foolish. He should have known better than to tell Wang Feng that he wanted to try Qin Jingru's cooking.

With a sigh, He Daqing could only deal with whatever came his way. At worst, he could talk to Wang Feng after the defeat and tell him not to talk nonsense, so as not to lose face.

......

The Intermediate People's Court, the Wang family.

Qin Jingru brought the dishes to the table and said with a smile, "Brother Wang Feng, Banxia, ​​dinner's ready."

"Um."

Today, Qin Jingru made a pork stew with vermicelli and stir-fried mutton with scallions. She put a piece of mutton on Wang Feng's plate, and the three of them started eating.

Wang Feng picked up a piece of mutton, put it in his mouth, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Jingru, tomorrow is Sunday, so He Daqing wants to try your cooking. I've made a deal with him. Tomorrow, you two will each make one of his best dishes, 'Zao Liu San Bai' (a type of stir-fried white and salted vegetables). You just need to do about 80% of your usual level and let He Daqing see what you're made of."

"what?"

Lu Banxia asked in surprise, "Brother Feng, is He Daqing going to have a cooking competition with Sister Jingru? What's he trying to do?"

Qin Jingru rolled her eyes: "What do you want to do? Of course, I want to see if my cooking skills are really that good. Banxia, ​​think about it, if I hadn't replaced Shazhu to do the catering work, Shazhu might not have been fired from the steel mill."

After a pause, Qin Jingru continued, "He Daqing is trying to test my cooking skills. If my cooking skills are really that good, that's fine. But if my cooking skills are not as good as his, he might even go to the steel mill to volunteer and steal my job of cooking the banquet. He Daqing is just not convinced and wants to stand up for Sha Zhu."

"Hehe, Jingru, you're quite something! You can rattle off idioms so well now," Wang Feng teased with a laugh.

Qin Jingru's face flushed red, and she said coquettishly, "Brother Wang Feng, you're so annoying! I was just bored at the factory, so I asked Liu Lan and the others to teach me."

When Wang Feng saw that Qin Jingru was shy, he laughed and said, "Hehe, alright, Jingru, I won't laugh at you anymore. What you did was very good. The more knowledge you learn now, the more likely you will be able to help me in the future."

"Okay, Brother Wang Feng, don't worry, I will definitely study hard."

Qin Jingru nodded her head firmly. She knew that the Wang family was very rich, and they would take out hundreds of kilograms of gold at a time. She had to study hard and absolutely could not hold Wang Feng back.

Seeing Qin Jingru's serious expression, Wang Feng laughed and said, "Jingru is right. He Daqing is probably upset that Jingru took Shazhu's job. Now that his father is back, it's normal for him to want to avenge Shazhu."

"Hehe, Sister Jingru, I'll be waiting to see the show tomorrow. I'm sure He Daqing will be very surprised after he tries your food."

Lu Banxia chuckled, looking like she was enjoying the show.

"Yes, Brother Wang Feng, Banxia, ​​don't worry. I've already heard Master say that He Daqing's cooking skills are only slightly better than Sha Zhu's, and he's still far from being as good as Master's. My cooking skills are now no weaker than Master's."

Qin Jingru didn't take He Daqing seriously at all, and her tone was very casual.

After enjoying a bite of mutton, Qin Jingru suddenly asked, "Brother Wang Feng, it seems we don't have any ingredients for making 'Stewed Three Whites' at home?"

Wang Feng waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I'll prepare the ingredients. You can have a good cooking competition with He Daqing tomorrow at noon."

"OK."

Qin Jingru had an inexplicable confidence in Wang Feng; whatever Wang Feng said was the truth, and she never doubted him.

After dinner, the three of them sat together and drank a pot of tea. Lu Banxia washed Wang Feng's feet, and the three of them went to bed early.

......

1:50 a.m.

Wang Feng opened his eyes, removed Qin Jingru's long legs from his body, and quietly got out of bed.

Upon arriving in the living room, Wang Feng donned his night clothes and hood, then quietly opened the door and went outside.

He used his spiritual sense to explore outside the courtyard and saw that no one was passing by in this alley. He took out his bicycle from the spatial storage and headed towards an abandoned courtyard in Mao'er Hutong.

Mao'er Hutong is very close to Nanluoguxiang; Wang Feng can get there in five minutes by bicycle.

Upon arriving at the abandoned courtyard of No. 66, Wang Feng used his spiritual sense to probe the courtyard and saw that there were already more than a dozen people inside.

They were all wearing black hoods, and their clothes were all over the place, some wearing coarse linen clothes and others wearing Zhongshan suits.

However, Wang Feng possessed spiritual awareness, so even though they were wearing hoods, it was no use; he could still see their faces clearly.

To his surprise, among these dozen or so people was an old acquaintance of his, Tiger.

When he first transmigrated to this vibrant era, he was very poor and desperately needed gold to expand his space. He found Tiger on the black market and sold him two batches of sweet potatoes, which helped him get through the initial stage.

He had a good impression of this Tiger Lord. As the boss of the black market, Tiger Lord didn't have any ulterior motives when he saw so many sweet potatoes. The price he paid was also fair. He just didn't expect that Tiger Lord was among the people Lou San had found.