Becoming a big boss in the courtyard starts with pork

Zhang Xing got up early.

An all-hands meeting last night turned into a farce and ended hastily.

However, Zhang Xingbing didn't take it too seriously.

For these people in the courtyard, if anyone is willing to live in peace with him, Zhang Xing is very welcome.

But if you want to suck blood from his body, you'd better stay away from him and just get as far away as you can.

System, sign in.

【Ding!Sign in successfully! 】

[Daily sign-in gift packs are being distributed]

[Weekly sign-in gift packs are being distributed]

……

and many more!

what?

Zhang Xing didn't take it too seriously when it came to the gift packs given to him for signing in every day.

After all, they are just some ingredients and daily necessities. Although they are very rare in this era, they no longer have much appeal to Zhang Xing.

It's just that something is different today.

Weekly sign-in gift package?

Before I knew it, another week had passed.

Zhang Xing was chanting while using his consciousness to check the gift bag in his portable space.

The daily sign-in gift bag includes [half a pound of pork], [a bottle of Xifeng wine], and [two packs of lotus flowers].

This is gone.

He hurried to see the Zhou sign-in gift package.

According to common sense, he now urgently needs to complete the task of purchasing [-] kilograms of pork.

The system will definitely arrange pork for him at this time.

Zhang Xing had already seen the word "pig" at this time.

One thousand kilograms of... pigs...

Food for pig!

[One thousand kilograms of pig feed]? ? ?

Zhang Xing was a little dumbfounded, thinking he hadn't woken up yet.

He withdrew his consciousness from his personal space and calmed down for a while.

When his consciousness entered the portable space again, he once again confirmed the gift package given to him by the system.

That's right, it's pig feed.

"System, please explain."

At this time, Zhang Xing was speechless about the system.

"The host can choose to give up if he is not satisfied with the gift package."

The system's answer is emotionless.

"Then if I give up, can you arrange another gift package for me?"

Zhang Xing almost blurted out and gave up, but he still cautiously asked in advance.

"If you give up this gift package, you will have to wait for the next sign-in."

The sound of the system is still cold.

"Yeah, I'd better keep it."

Anyway, it is placed in the portable space, and it will not have any impact on Zhang Xing wherever it is piled.

"Well, I'm in a hurry to finish eight hundred kilograms of pork. Should you arrange for me to get one thousand kilograms of pork?"

"You give me a thousand kilograms of pig feed. I can't go to the factory director with the pig feed."

Zhang Xing was already imagining what Factory Director Yang would look like when he told him that he had obtained a thousand kilograms of pig feed.

"Host, you don't understand."

"This is not ordinary pig feed, but pig feed with black technology."

"It takes three or four kilograms of ordinary pig feed to make a pig grow one kilogram of meat."

"And this type of pig feed can make pigs grow two pounds of meat with one pound."

Although Zhang Xing doesn’t know much about pig breeding.

But he also learned the most basic conservation of energy!

One pound of feed produces one pound of meat, which is incredible. One pound of feed produces two pounds of meat.

Where did that pound of meat come from?

Zhang Xing used his consciousness to observe the thousand kilograms of pig feed again in disbelief.

You don't see anything special?

He asked the system, and the system said don't ask. Asking is a black technology.

Zhang Xing was helpless. After all, things like time travel and the system had happened, so why couldn't he accept that a pound of feed would produce a pound of meat?

Regardless, Zhang Xing accepted the thousand kilograms of pig feed.

As for the purchasing task in the factory, he would wait until he went to the pigeon market to see how the monkey handled it for him.

After a simple breakfast, Zhang Xing went out.

Today is Sunday.

Nowadays, the eight-hour work system is implemented, but the single day off is still implemented.

It's a rare day off. Most people in the courtyard have arranged all kinds of chores for the past week for today.

Especially families with dual incomes, they all choose to clean the house and do laundry today.

So the yard was particularly lively today. Some adults were washing clothes and some were cleaning up. Children were playing in groups in the yard.

Zhang Xing came out of his home and walked from the backyard through the middle courtyard to the front yard. People passing by greeted him one after another.

Originally, he thought that when he arrived at the middle courtyard, he would encounter cold looks from the Jia family's mother and son, but who knew that neither the eldest uncle Yi Zhonghai nor Jia Zhang's Jia Dongxu were there.

Only Sha Zhu left the door open. When he saw Zhang Xing passing by, he snorted coldly and turned away.

After calming down last night, Shazhu had figured out that he would definitely not be able to beat Zhang Xing.

Zhang Xing walked out of the alley and came to the main road.

I was lucky enough to take the bus today.

The bus at this time was a bit like the school bus of later generations, with a big nose.

There were not many people on the bus. After all, a ride costs at least three cents, which can buy a pound of cabbage.

People with poor family conditions rely more on two legs to go out.

Zhang Xing sat by the window and looked at the scenery along the way.

Although the capital city at this time was somewhat dilapidated, its vigor was still there.

There are many construction sites along the way, exuding vitality.

There were only a handful of cars on the street, and occasionally a few people riding bicycles passed by on the road.

Zhang Xing looked out the window and thought.

Today, there are few bus stops and long departure intervals, which is very inconvenient.

I will still need to get a transportation tool in the future.

He doesn't want a car anymore. Even if he could afford one or the system would give him one, he wouldn't dare to drive it.

After all, their steel rolling mill only has three cars and several trucks, so it is impossible for him to drive them.

Bicycles are more reliable, and it won't be too abrupt if you wait for a while to work and get a bicycle ticket.

Now that I have a good meal once in a while, it’s not too eye-catching.

If something given by the system attracts the attention of relevant departments in the future, then you will really be in trouble.

Find ways to gradually rationalize what you get from the system.

Just thinking wildly like this, Zhang Xing sat down at his destination.

After getting off the car, Zhang Xing had to walk a while before reaching the alley where Pigeon Market is located.

Probably because it was Sunday, there were more people than the previous times Zhang Xing came.

After following the flow of people for a while, Zhang Xing suddenly felt like he was visiting a second-hand market in later generations.

The only difference is that the items sold at the stalls here are more worn out and older.

"Brother Xing."

When he heard someone calling him, Zhang Xing turned his head following the voice.

Sure enough, I saw the monkey waving to me with a smile.

After visiting the pigeon market several times, Zhang Xing told the monkey his real name after confirming that the monkey was more reliable.

"Brother Xing, I saw you when you came in just now. I was afraid of disturbing your mood, so I didn't dare to call you."

"Monkey, how did you do what I told you last time?"

Zhang Xing took out a cloth bag from the bag he was carrying and said to the monkey.

"I brought what I told you last time."

Upon hearing this, the monkey's eyes lit up.

His eyes were fixed on the cloth bag in Zhang Xing's hand.

"hey-hey--"

"Brother Xing, come to the courtyard over there and have a chat."