I Have a Lake as I Walk Through the Courtyard

Watching the piglets swarm towards the lake and lie in the shallow water, impossible to rouse, Lin Feng didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing. He simply picked up his books and began to study seriously, even interrupting his long-practiced cooking skills, let alone refining gold.

"I'm raising 12 tyrants! Not only do they want cooked food, but they're also so delicate!" Lin Feng was getting more and more of a headache. He never thought raising pigs would be so difficult! These were just piglets, pigs that hadn't been castrated. When they grew up, especially the boars, they would probably be even more unruly.

After reading the book, Lin Feng completely gave up the idea of ​​keeping the pigs for breeding. He divided the pigs around the four sides of the lake, thinking that he would start castrating them after they recovered for a while!

Fortunately, there was enough space, and the piglets were no longer being chased by the big white goose, so they were finally free again! Lin Feng also calmed down, looked at his watch, and began to smelt gold.

Practice makes perfect. Three hours later, Lin Feng added two gold bricks and turned them into four large yellow croakers and four small yellow croakers. The extra pieces were then turned into a slightly larger gold bean! Watching them slowly cool, Lin Feng's dream of becoming a millionaire was finally about to come true!

The next day, after get off work, Lin Feng rode his bicycle to the Lou family mansion. Although it was his first time there, it was easy to find. He just asked a few people and they pointed him in the right direction.

Lou Zhenhua, who had been unemployed for a long time, heard that a guest had come to visit, so he had the only worker in the mansion lead Lin Feng into the living room! After learning that Lin Feng had come to see his little darling, he looked Lin Feng up and down more than a dozen times.

How did you meet our little goose?

"I'm Xu Damao's neighbor. I bumped into him once at Donglaishun, and then a few more times at the library!"

"So that's how it is!" Lou Zhenhua gestured for him to come over, and just then, a worker brought over a cup of tea.

Lin Feng politely said thank you, and looking at the beautiful tea leaves that had been brewed in the teacup, he secretly envied them for a while. No wonder they were among the top people in this city; even his station manager could only drink tea leaves!

"I didn't expect you to enjoy reading at such a young age. You're certainly ambitious!" Lou Zhenhua made no attempt to hide his admiration. "What kinds of books do you usually like to read?"

Lou Xiao'e, who was rushing over, couldn't help but laugh out loud when she heard this. Lin Feng also blushed, a rare occurrence for him. He really couldn't answer this question!

While Lou Zhenhua was completely bewildered, Lou Xiao'e made no attempt to hide anything. "Did you bring gold?" she asked, perhaps sensing Lin Feng's wariness. "It's alright, we're all family!"

Lin Feng didn't stand on ceremony any longer. He put down his teacup and took out four large yellow croakers and four small yellow croakers from his pocket. "They're all here!"

When the yellow luster appeared, a look of surprise flashed in Lou Zhenhua's eyes. He hadn't expected this unassuming young man to be so generous! These eight unassuming gold bars were enough to change the fate of a family!

"Is this the same gold bar as last time? The last one was of very high purity, so I guess I got a good deal!"

Lin Feng smiled with satisfaction. This had been purified by the space. He couldn't say whether it reached 99%, but it definitely exceeded 94%!

"Let's set the price at 1800 for the large yellow croaker and 180 for the small yellow croaker. What do you think?"

"Excellent!" Lin Feng couldn't be more satisfied; this price was almost double the black market price!

Lou Xiao'e mentally calculated it. "Adding the price difference from last time, it'll be 8000 yuan in total. Is that alright?"

"No problem! Sister Xiao'e is very fair!"

Lou Xiao'e laughed immediately. "We'll all be neighbors from now on, so let's not be so polite with each other!" Liu Xiao'e took out eight bundles of banknotes from her room, the envelopes still unopened.

"This bundle costs 1000 yuan, there are 8 bundles in total! Count them yourself!"

Lin Feng glanced at the bundle of large black ten-dollar bills and hurriedly stuffed them into his pocket. "No need to count them, we trust each other!"

The deal was struck. Lou Zhenhua had been watching from the sidelines with a cold eye, leisurely drinking tea without saying a word. It wasn't until Lin Feng accepted the invitation from Lou Xiao'e that a conflicted expression appeared on his face.

"You absolutely must come to my wedding with Damao!"

Lin Feng stared blankly at the invitation without saying a word. Although he had only met this girl a few times, Lou Xiao'e's straightforwardness greatly won Lin Feng's favor.

"Sister Xiao'e, marriage is a major life event, and there's such a huge difference in your social status..."

Lou Xiao'e sighed. "There's no need to say those things anymore; times have changed!"

Lin Feng wanted to offer more advice, but couldn't find the right words, and hesitated for a long time. "Xu Damao was beaten up last night, I wonder if he's been discharged from the hospital yet?"

"Oh, who did it? And why?"

"I don't know the specifics, but it seems he gets beaten up a lot!" Lin Feng didn't want to say any more, as he really didn't want to get involved in any unnecessary karmic entanglements! Having transmigrated here himself, Lin Feng still felt quite awe towards those things.

"Now that things are settled, I'll take my leave! See you at your wedding!"

Lou Xiao'e couldn't sit still as soon as Lin Feng left. Just as she was about to go to the hospital to visit her fiancé, Lou Zhenhua stopped her.

"Dad! Da Mao got beaten up, can't I go check on him?"

Lou Zhenhua narrowed his eyes. "Was that person Xu Damao's neighbor?"

"Yes!"

"I noticed he seemed hesitant to speak just now! If I'm not mistaken, there are things he wants to say but can't bring himself to say! There must be something wrong with Xu Damao!"

Lou Xiao'e pouted. "He's just a worker, what problems could he possibly have? Didn't Mom already inquire about it?"

Lou Zhenhua slowly put down his teacup. "Your mother, that person!" Lou Zhenhua said, shaking his head. "She has a good relationship with Xu Damao's mother, so she'll definitely have preconceived notions about many things! Your wedding is still over a month away, so I'll use this time to have someone investigate thoroughly. Don't send out the invitations yet! A few more days won't make a difference!"

"Dad, really? I've been spending half a year with Da Mao, and I haven't noticed anything wrong with him."

"Investigating again won't have any impact. If he really has no problems, and you've come this far, Father naturally won't object!"

After Lou Zhenhua finished speaking, his tone was so authoritative that it made Lou Xiao'e a little nervous.

After completing the transaction, Lin Feng put the cash into his spatial storage, finally feeling a sense of security. He rode his bicycle slowly along the road, frowning as he watched the increasingly noisy piglets.

Lin Feng simply turned his bicycle around and went to a pharmacy in Beijing. "Master, do you have any anti-inflammatory medicine for treating wounds?"

A middle-aged man in his fifties looked up. "Comrade, what kind of wound does this person have?"

"Knife wound!"

"Could you describe the injury in more detail? How did you get hurt? How big is the wound?"

Seeing the old man's wary expression, Lin Feng felt a sense of admiration for the sense of responsibility people had in this era. "I want to castrate the piglets!"

"Hahaha! It might not be cost-effective for you to buy medicine here. You could try the veterinary clinic up ahead!"

"The veterinary clinic needs proof! I don't keep many, only about 10 in total!"

The old man gave Lin Feng a strange look. "Oh, I see! This is our shop's own wound medicine. It should be enough after castrating a dozen or so pigs. It costs 3 cents!"

"Just this little bit?" Lin Feng looked at the 10g of powder with some doubt.

"Young man, the castration wound isn't big! A skilled veteran castrator can do it so well that the pig doesn't even feel pain. In the countryside, they use wood ash; you're really making a mountain out of a molehill!"

After paying, Lin Feng put the powder in his pocket, then suddenly had a thought when he saw the pharmacy. "Master, do you have wild ginseng?"