I Have a Lake as I Walk Through the Courtyard

A group of neighbors who had received their money surrounded the Third Uncle, all of them flattering him. Liu Haizhong sat next to the Third Uncle, helping him out and enjoying the praise, smiling like a Maitreya Buddha.

Lin Feng successfully received 5 cents. He glanced at Qin Huairu, whose face was twitching from the pain, chuckled to himself, picked up his stool, and slowly went back into the house.

He slept soundly through the night. The fire in the stove had long since gone out. Lin Feng grabbed his tattered cotton-padded coat and tucked it into the quilt, using the last bit of warmth to warm it up. He quickly put it on and got out of bed.

He glanced at the sky without a watch; these actions seemed ingrained in his very being! He picked up a basin, filled it with water, gave himself a hasty wash, and returned to the house, now refreshed and full of energy.

Lin Feng and Sha Zhu are on different levels. Lin Feng is almost always the first one to arrive at the courtyard. Before the sky is fully bright and the courtyard seems to be asleep, Lin Feng leaves the courtyard wearing his new cotton shoes.

"Oh dear, how could I be so stupid? The temperature in the room is so high, and I still washed my face with ice water!" Lin Feng complained as he walked. The scrap metal recycling station was not far from the courtyard house, and in less than ten minutes, Lin Feng had arrived at the kitchen.

A purchasing station has a total of 15 people, 5 of whom are field staff and are almost never seen. Lin Feng's task for a day is to prepare breakfast and lunch for these 10 people!

Lin Feng skillfully lit the firewood first, and then began kneading the dough. Without yeast and sourdough starter, it was simply a pipe dream to get the fluffy texture of later generations! But even so, it was still a rare treat.

Time flies when you're busy. By 6:30, the first steamer of cornbread was already steaming hot and coming out of the oven!

Lin Feng was the only one in the kitchen, handling several tasks simultaneously with ease and without getting flustered!

Cornbread and sweet potato porridge so thick you can see your reflection in it, topped with dried tofu and cabbage, with plenty of salt, and just a touch of oil!

The first person to arrive at the canteen was still the ever-present Old Zhao. He was the gatekeeper of the purchasing station, with a slight limp. He was a veteran who had come from the battlefield, and even the station manager had to be mindful of his feelings.

"The usual: two cornbread buns, a bowl of porridge, and a small dish of pickled vegetables!"

"Alright, Grandpa Zhao! You still have such a good appetite."

Lin Feng put down the cornbread in his hand, took the aluminum lunchbox from the old man, and quickly prepared everything the old man wanted.

The old man eagerly took a sip of the porridge, then stood by the window and exhaled a blissful breath. "Your cooking skills haven't improved at all!"

Lin Feng wore a bitter expression. "Old Master Zhao, it's always the same materials every day, how am I supposed to improve?"

"Haha, you're right!" Grandpa Zhao didn't respond to Lin Feng's words. He picked up his lunchbox and sat silently in a corner of the cafeteria.

As dawn broke, more and more people came to the cafeteria for lunch. The same old flavors, the same old ingredients—Lin Feng was busy non-stop until all ten people had arrived, only then could he finally catch his breath! His work for the morning was finally finished!

There wasn't much food for 10 people, but it still took a lot of time for one person to cook. The original owner of this body was quick and efficient, and very diligent. He kept the entire canteen spotless, and it took him at least 4 p.m. to finish his work each day.

We need to hurry today because this guy has a spatial ability. Luckily, he's the only one in the cafeteria. He discovered that he can use his mind to wash vegetables, and after chopping the vegetables, he practically pushed the spatial ability to its limit with sheer laziness!

Lunch consisted of only two dishes, not a large portion; two stir-fries were all it took. After gaining access to his space, Lin Feng finished his work at 2 PM, satisfied with his work, and stored all the leftover vegetable scraps and plantable roots from the kitchen into his space.

"Finally, we won't be short of scallions, ginger, and garlic!" Looking at the scallions that had just been planted in the space, as well as garlic cloves, a few scallions with thin roots, and several common vegetables and chili seeds, Lin Feng's face was as bright as a chrysanthemum. His quality of life had improved a step further.

Carrying their lunchboxes, which were full of food, the cooks received a perk that no one at the station complained about.

"Xiaofeng, when are you going to put some meat in the kitchen? It's been half a year, and you've been feeding us like rabbits!"

"Grandpa, I don't know either. He went out to buy supplies and hasn't come back for quite some time!"

Old Master Zhao frowned. "Judging from this situation, life in the countryside isn't easy!"

Lin Feng sighed, thinking about the fish in his space and figuring out how to legally and legitimately get them out! Just thinking about his neighbors made Lin Feng feel exhausted.

Back at the courtyard house, Yan Bugui was already standing at the door, carrying a kettle. When he saw someone come in, he adjusted his glasses, which showed his limp. He didn't even bother to acknowledge Lin Feng, but he did glance enviously at the lunchbox in Lin Feng's arms and couldn't help but swallow.

"Even in a famine, a cook won't starve!" Yan Bugui sighed. This guy couldn't get a single penny out of him.

This old bastard came back really early. I was one of the early people to get off work, but I never expected there to be someone even more skilled! Looking around, it was about 3 o'clock. Back in his room, Lin Feng was bored to death.

No wonder people these days insist on getting married. There are no cell phones, no televisions, and even newspapers are rare. Their spiritual world is completely empty! If they don't find some enjoyment, they'll drive themselves crazy if this continues for too long.

After putting down his lunchbox, Lin Feng casually closed the door behind him and slowly left the courtyard.

White slogans are painted on the gray brick walls. There are few people in this alley leading to the end of the road. When people pass by, they are always in a hurry. Every now and then, a bicycle passes by, leaving a string of crisp bell sounds.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, looked at the pedestrians on the roadside, and felt an unprecedented sense of vitality. Walking in this atmosphere, Lin Feng felt more relaxed than ever before!

Before I knew it, I had been strolling around for more than ten minutes when I smelled a wisp of water vapor in the wind. When I looked up, I realized that I had walked to Shichahai.

Lin Feng looked up and saw several people fishing. Curious, he walked over and carefully examined the fish buckets placed next to them.

"Grandpa, how long have you been fishing? How come you only have this little catch?"

The old man who was watching the fishing float turned around and looked at Lin Feng. "Only this much! It's easy for you to talk when you're not the one doing the work!"

Lin Feng chuckled awkwardly. "Calm down, calm down, I'll go look somewhere else."

I checked several fish buckets along the way and found that the catch wasn't much; I didn't see a single fish weighing a pound. However, there were quite a few people fishing, and the area was almost full!

Looking at these fishermen, Lin Feng suddenly realized something. He communicated with the space in his mind, and a fish in the space was instantly caught from the lake. Lin Feng found a place, closed his eyes and slowly sensed it. Finally, he was overjoyed. He knew where the fish came from! The 3-meter casting distance gave him a lot of room to maneuver.