Courtyard House: A System Connecting Two Worlds, Resources for the Nation

This sentence shattered Master Cha's last line of defense.

If he had any other options, would he have come all the way here to ask Zhou Feng to sell his ring?

Of course, he also knew in his heart what his most important asset was!

With a long sigh, Master Cha stared intently at Zhou Feng, forcing out a sentence from his throat: "I have clocks, paintings, and other things at home. If you're interested, I'll give them all to you later. As for the rings, can we stick to what we agreed on before?"

As he finished speaking, his lips trembled involuntarily.

This was practically laying bare the last shred of dignity passed down in their family in front of Zhou Feng, and even putting a price tag on it.

"Uncle Cha, what are you saying? I'm not just eyeing your old things; I just really like these kinds of things, right? Let's do it your way!"

Zhou Feng's attitude underwent a complete 180-degree change.

It's not shabby to earn money.

"Okay, look, I took it off and wiped it clean last night."

Master Cha, fearing that things might get complicated if he waited too long, pushed the cloth bag on the table forward.

Zhou Feng carefully unfolded the cotton cloth, and under the ample light, the luster of the thumb ring looked even better!

After examining it for a few seconds, Zhou Feng put the ring back on the table and nodded in satisfaction.

"Please wait a moment, I'll get your things right away."

As previously agreed, fifteen catties of rice, fifteen catties of flour, twenty eggs, and a piece of pork fat about two fingers wide were packed into the cloth bags that Uncle Cha brought.

Although people at that time didn't eat very well, their physical condition was still much better than that of people in later generations who sat in offices and were in poor health.

He carried the 30-plus kilograms of items on his back and walked outside.

Just then, Qin Huairu came through the central courtyard and met Cha Ye's gaze.

She didn't know exactly what Cha Ye had changed, but she could see that Cha Ye was not only carrying a large bag on his back, but also carrying heavy cloth bags in both hands, and there was a piece of cloth with a little oil on it.

There must be a piece of meat inside!

This caused Qin Huairu to break through her defenses!

She was hesitant before about whether to report Zhou Feng, but now…

There's absolutely no need to hesitate!

This guy has so much rice, eggs, and meat at home, but I went there twice and he kicked me out both times.

Since our family can't get any, then nobody else should get any either!

However, Qin Huairu was more cautious. Instead of reporting him directly to the street office, she had Bang Geng keep an eye on Zhou Feng's movements in the yard while she went to the security department of the steel rolling mill.

Logically speaking, the security department of the steel rolling mill should not have jurisdiction over the residents outside the mill, but this area belongs to the steel rolling mill's staff quarters.

So there's nothing wrong with asking the security department about this. The main thing is that Qin Huairu wants to turn this report into a credit that will make her stand out in the factory.

This might not get you promoted, but you'll definitely get a reward for your meritorious service.

Unbeknownst to Qin Huairu, who had left the courtyard house, Zhou Feng, back in his own house, had done a quick inventory of his gains. He had exchanged most of the supplies in the kitchen, and it was time to return to the modern world for a resource exchange!

With a thought, invisible spatial ripples instantly enveloped all the old objects in the room.

Without a sound, Zhou Feng had already disappeared from the room with all his belongings.

Just a few minutes later, Qin Huairu arrived at his door with two men dressed in the security uniforms of the steel rolling mill.

"Mom! I've been keeping an eye on things here the whole time, and Zhou Feng hasn't come out!"

Banggeng emerged from the corner of the yard, reporting to Qin Huairu with a stern posture, as if seeking praise.

Qin Huairu nodded in satisfaction, then gestured to the security guards behind her. A young man immediately stepped forward, cleared his throat, and knocked on Zhou Feng's wooden door.

"Comrade Zhou Feng? Is Comrade Zhou Feng home? Open the door, we're from the factory security department, we'd like to ask you about something!"

I called out several times, but there was no response from inside the house.

This attracted all the neighbors, including Old Yan's family who lived in the west wing.

Yan Bugui's face was not only ugly, but his fingers, which were holding the enamel mug, were sore that they turned white.

Qin Huairu ignored him completely. This Yan Laokou had been colluding with Zhou Feng from the beginning, but now was not the time to deal with him. They still needed to catch Zhou Feng first.

"Comrades, as you can see, this door won't open no matter how much we call. There must be something wrong inside."

"My son has been watching over things here the whole time. There's still a lot of furniture he collected inside. Shall we go in and take a look?"

The two security guards exchanged a glance after hearing Qin Huairu's words, and then nodded.

One of them took a half step back, then suddenly raised his foot and kicked the door hard with a loud bang. The three of them immediately rushed inside.

The onlookers swarmed around, crowding at the door and windows, craning their necks to peer inside.

Jia Zhangshi, standing on her bound feet; Yi Zhonghai, frowning; Sha Zhu, looking on with amusement and amusement; and Xu Damao, glancing at him with disdain…

All the people in the courtyard house have arrived.

"Hey! Uncle San, what's going on here? Is the security department raiding our place?"

Sha Zhu nudged Yan Bugui in the lower back and chuckled as he tiptoed to peek into the house.

"Ha...some people just can't stand to see others doing well!"

Xu Damao's expression was rather unpleasant. He had recently collected some gadgets, intending to show them to Zhou Feng.

As a result, Qin Huairu brought the security department here and made a scene. How could he exchange the items he had for supplies with Zhou Feng?

Yan Bugui was thinking further ahead. He had been stubborn with his wife before, but now that things were serious and the security department had come, he was starting to feel uneasy.

If anything happens inside, we can't let him get involved!

However, at this moment, the three people in the room were actually in a worse mood and had an even more unpleasant expression than Yan Bugui.

Qin Huairu stood in the center of the room, her lips pursed, like a deflated balloon.

She's run around the house once already, but there's not a trace of Zhou Feng, not even a hair!

What made her even more terrified was that the room was completely empty; there were no tables, chairs, or benches as she had mentioned before!

There was only half a bag of rice left in the kitchen, but these days, having some food stored at home isn't a crime, so what kind of evidence is this?

"Master Qin, where is the evidence you mentioned? What about the speculators and profiteers you spoke of?"

One of the security guards looked grim, his teeth grinding together.

His eyes were now filled with anger as he looked at Qin Huairu; he had been fooled by this woman!

Originally, it was just because she was pretty, and because she was moved by the opportunity to make a contribution, that they broke into her house without any evidence, only to find nothing there!

If Zhou Feng finds out and complains to their security department, then being criticized and punished is a sure thing!

"Hey Banggeng, weren't you watching? Were you slacking off again?!"

Qin Huairu was so angry that her whole body heaved violently, and she yelled at the door.

But the two security guards ignored her; they didn't want to stay there a moment longer. They pushed through the crowd at the entrance and left quickly, looking disheveled.

After all, if the homeowner comes back at this time and they are blocked here, then it will be really hard to explain!

Now that we're back in the security department, we can still talk to the boss and see how to shift the blame onto Qin Huairu.

As soon as the security guard left, the neighbors who had been watching the commotion lost all restraint and swarmed into Zhou Feng's small house.

"Sister Qin, where's Zhou Feng? Didn't you bring people to arrest him?"

"What happened? Is no one home?"

"Did they get the news and run away?"

The barrage of questions made Qin Huairu's face flush red as she looked around for her son.

Jia Geng wasn't stupid. He knew he was in the wrong, so he immediately ran behind his grandmother. With Jia Zhangshi there, his mother couldn't do anything about it!