At the beginning, he took his seven younger siblings to join Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhongding was riding a tricycle he had rented from a car dealership.

I visited each market.

In the end, they bought three pairs of chickens, ducks, and geese, all of which were half male and half female.

They also bought two pairs of male and female piglets, one male and two female sheep calves, and two male and one female calves.

A nest of rabbits and a nest of pigeons.

We also saw some rare wild animals.

However, space is an issue.

He had no choice but to give up, even though it was painful.

Let's focus on the necessities of life first.

After all, the receipts never included wild animals.

There will always be a way to get it eventually.

There were also two surprises.

I bought a pair of sheep; with their thick wool, I'll never lack cotton-padded clothes again.

They even got a pair of cows, so they can drink milk every day from now on.

I bought two horses at the horse market.

He hesitated for a long time about this.

The main problem is that there's not much space right now, so there's nowhere for them to run around.

I'm afraid that if I keep them, their health will deteriorate.

Moreover, it's not very useful.

But these are Mongolian horses.

It would be a shame to miss it.

I gritted my teeth and bought it anyway.

These are all being raised as seedlings first.

Later on, we'll have to buy eggs to hatch or buy baby chicks to breed.

This way, we won't engage in inbreeding. Is it to strengthen or stabilize genes?

He doesn't really understand these things.

We already knew that animals shouldn't reproduce by inbreeding.

Otherwise, the genes will collapse.

I bought a box of bees, twenty or thirty kinds of fruit trees, and all sorts of flowers and plants at the flower and bird market.

And most importantly, there are pasture grass and cotton seeds.

In several long-established Chinese medicine shops.

I bought some different medicinal herb seeds from time-honored Chinese medicine shops such as Tongrentang, Deshoutang, and Heniantang.

There's definitely not enough space to plant it now.

But there are always more solutions than problems.

So he prepared many shelves in the space.

Below is a wooden frame filled with soil, intended for growing as a potted plant to save seeds.

Tall fruit trees are planted densely.

It can be transplanted later when the space is expanded.

Nothing.

All he knew was the unified purchase and sale system, and the issuance of tens of thousands of types of vouchers.

It encompasses birth, aging, illness, and death; marriage and funerals; and clothing, food, housing, and transportation...

But he didn't know the specifics of what happened.

Even the authorities may not be able to count how many types of tickets there are in total.

Therefore, it is necessary to make extra preparations.

As a seasoned veteran within the system.

One core principle, multiple preparations!

These are all instincts.

Nobody knows what your boss will think next.

The more rural the area, the more interesting it is.

Still trying to figure out who your superiors are?

He himself didn't know what he was thinking next.

Just like not knowing what fate will arrange for you in the next second.

After a long day's work.

Yi Zhongding looked at the space filled with his harvest and felt a sense of relief.

With these things...

He then gained the confidence to upgrade from mere survival to a fulfilling life in this era.

It rains when the mother gets married.

None of this would prevent him from having enough to eat and wear and living a stable life.

The sun was almost setting.

Yi Zhongding rode his bicycle into an alley.

There was no one in front or behind.

Remove your disguise and reveal your true self.

As a seasoned veteran within the system.

He knows all too well what a state apparatus is.

So, as a steady and seasoned veteran...

How could he possibly leave any loopholes?

Disguise is an essential external skill that must be mastered.

Then I rode my bike to the Dongsi People's Market and returned it to the bike shop.

He then went to the bookstore and picked and chose to buy more than ten medical books and ancient texts that he didn't already own.

I bought seven small candied hawthorn skewers from an old man's stall and had them wrapped up.

This is excluding the time he spends at school.

This is the first time I've been out of my younger siblings' sight for so long.

I reckon everyone's getting impatient.

So bring some food back to appease them.

We were halfway there.

They happened to run into Yan Bugui, who was carrying a small wooden bucket and holding a bamboo fishing rod.

"Hey, Zhongding, where have you been playing?"

Yan Bugui saw him from afar and waved with a big smile.

To be precise.

They must have seen the package he was carrying.

"Teacher Yan, you've come home from fishing. You can have a good meal today!"

Yi Zhongding, not one to be rude to a smiling face, greeted him.

"Sigh, I fished all day and caught nothing. Whether I get to eat meat or not is secondary. The main thing is to cultivate my mind and character."

Yan Bugui shook his head, smiling modestly.

If Yi Zhongding hadn't noticed that his eyes kept glancing at the package in his hands, he wouldn't have noticed.

If you don't hear the sound of water being drawn from his bucket.

I guess they believed it.

"Hey, Teacher Yan, how about we make a bet? We'll bet on whether there are any fish in your bucket. If there are, they're mine; if not, they're yours."

Yi Zhongding teased him with a mischievous grin.

"Go away, you're just teasing your teacher Yan. You can hear the sound of water."

"What's in your bag? Is it some kind of good stuff awarded by the government again? Trying to show Teacher Yan something?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui laughed and scolded, and the topic naturally shifted to a question that interested him.

Yi Zhongding looked at his smile at that moment.

I always have this feeling:

Sha Zhu swayed back to the central courtyard, carrying his lunchbox.

Qin Huairu stopped him, swaying her hips and asking him with a charming smile:

Sha Zhu, what's in your lunchbox?

Bang Geng had been craving his silly uncle all day, just waiting for this.

"They're all books, Teacher Yan, would you like to take a look at Uncle's?"

Yi Zhongding held the bag up in front of him and asked with a bright smile.

"You little rascal, you're even more cunning than Xu Damao. Why don't you take a look at your grandpa?"

Yan Bugui tried to imitate him, lifting the bucket, but he was too weak and could only bring his face close to it.

Yi Zhongding couldn't help but burst out laughing.

A bespectacled man with a snobbish smile, hunched over, struggled to lift a bucket half-filled with water.

He tried his best to tilt his face up and smile.

This scene looks just like...

mad.

Mentally challenged!

When Yan Bugui isn't scheming, he's good at amusing people.

Unlike Liu Haizhong, he can't take a joke.

He can.

You can make people laugh however you want.

He was always cheerful.

There's only one thing: he gets unhappy if you don't let him take advantage of you.

It might be a lingering effect from when I was a small vendor.

So when he saw that Yi Zhongding's bag was full of books, he was unhappy.

Their pace quickened.

Because Yi Zhongding, in a "reversed heavenly formation," peered into the fish in his bucket.

He was worried that he would be asked for fish instead.

When the two reached the gate of the courtyard.

It was just when everyone in the compound was getting off work and heading home.

So they ran into Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, and Xu Wengui as they walked towards them, chatting and laughing.

These days, people believe in seeing each other all the time.

Therefore, there are conflicts between the households in the courtyard.

Fighting is simply about comparing who is better and who is stronger.

It won't come to a life-or-death struggle.

Nobody wants to make a mortal enemy of someone.

Everyone just wants a peaceful life.

We can still exchange a few jokes when we meet.

Unless it's an irreconcilable hatred.

of course.

If outsiders attempt to break the cage of retirement created by Yi Zhonghai.

That would be a life-or-death struggle.