Siheyuan: I have Lingquan Space and Bistro

Seeing that her son had spoken, Jia Zhang shut up and sat at the dinner table with the stick.

"I'll go get the chopsticks and bowl."

When the aunt said this, she looked at Jia Zhang and felt very unhappy.

"Master, I'm going to help an old lady."

Seeing that his master and the aunt both looked unhappy, Jia Dongxu tried to show his enthusiasm.

"Uh-huh."

Yi Zhonghai nodded.

Although Jia Zhang is a worthless person, her son is still a good person!

After a while, the aunt and Jia Dongxu came out with their bowls of rice.

"Come on, Dongxu, let's have a good drink today."

Yi Zhonghai smiled and asked Jia Dongxu to sit down quickly.

"Okay, Master."

After Jia Dongxu and the aunt distributed the bowls and chopsticks to everyone, they sat down.

Yi Zhonghai had just poured the wine and was about to exclaim that the wine brewed by Sun Qingshan was good.

Jia Zhang's black claws reached directly for the steamed buns on the dining table and grabbed six with both hands, "Come on, my dear grandson, eat quickly."

Yi Zhonghai and the aunt both had dark faces.

You have to know that there were only twelve steamed buns on the dining table, and six of them were taken away by Jia Zhang before the meal started.

Jia Dongxu looked at his mother and really wanted to pull her away.

At this time, Jia Zhang and Bang Geng didn't care about other people's looks. They ate steamed buns with one hand and picked up vegetables with the other.

It was such a delight to eat!

I still vaguely muttered to myself, "It would be nice if there was some meat!"

Siheyuan.

Sun Qingshan changed his route halfway and went to the vegetable market to buy some vegetables.

Sun Qingshan was worried that if he didn't buy anything, it would attract other people's attention.

"Qingshan is back!"

"We bought a lot of food. I think you should just follow Uncle San and eat together."

"It's so troublesome to come back and cook at night by myself!"

Yan Bugui looked at Sun Qingshan and said with a smile.

At this time, Yan Bugui's children looked at Sun Qingshan with hungry eyes.

At this time, Sun Qingshan noticed that Yan Jiecheng and others were looking at him, so he turned his head and looked at them with sympathy.

These children look pale and must be as thin as bones under their clothes.

"Forget it, Third Uncle, I don't really like pickles, especially pickles that are divided by the root."

Sun Qingshan would never choose to live with anyone in the yard.

These people are vampires.

"Qingshan, you don't understand this."

"Now the country advocates saving money. The way I divide the pickles is strictly in accordance with the country's requirements."

Faced with Sun Qingshan's ridicule, Yan Bugui was not angry, but immediately found a legitimate reason to refute it.

"Okay, just follow the country's requirements. I'm going home to cook."

"I'll have to follow you out later, so as not to waste time."

Sun Qingshan waved his hand, picked up his things and walked towards the central courtyard.

Yan Jiecheng and others looked at Sun Qingshan's back with great disappointment at this time.

If Sun Qingshan teamed up with them, they could eat Sun Qingshan's food.

After Sun Qingshan returned home, he simply cooked some boiled potatoes and stir-fried cabbage and started eating.

After dinner, it was getting late, so Sun Qingshan put on his hat and came to the yard.

At this time, Yan Bugui and some people in the front yard were already waiting here.

"Everyone, we will work in pairs from now on."

"Qingshan is in my group. Our mission today is to visit several nearby pigeon cities."

"Okay, let's get started without further ado."

Yan Bugui waved his hand, and everyone walked out of the courtyard and disappeared into the night.

Sun Qingshan and Yan Bugui came to a pigeon market.

Yan Bugui came to Sun Qingshan and said, "Qingshan, when we find food later, don't tell others yet. Buy enough food for yourself first, and then tell others."

Upon hearing this, Sun Qingshan turned to look at Yan Bugui, then nodded.

Sun Qingshan could understand Yan Bugui's behavior.

After all, if you can’t even get enough food to eat, who would care about other people!

"Okay, let's split up and go look around. If we find anything, let each other know."

After Yan Bugui finished speaking, he joined the crowd and went to look for food.

Sun Qingshan naturally didn't care about what Yan Bugui said.

If Yan Bugui found someone selling grain, he would definitely not bring it back to find Sun Qingshan.

Sun Qingshan began to look around to see if he could find anyone selling wheat and rice seeds.

After walking around most of the Pigeon Market, Sun Qingshan discovered that everyone who came here seemed to want to buy food.

"Alas, the food shortage will become more and more serious. I don't know how these people will survive in the future!"

Sun Qingshan shook his head.

But Sun Qingshan didn't want to do this business.

The grain selling business is too conspicuous at this moment, and Sun Qingshan doesn't want to take the risk.

Finally, after a stroll in the Pigeon Market, when Sun Qingshan was about to look for Yan Bugui and prepare to return to the courtyard, he met an old man.

The old man's eyes were full of sadness. He stood there hesitantly, holding a bag tightly in both hands.

Sun Qingshan looked at the old man curiously. What was he selling?

At this time, the old man seemed to have made up his mind and opened the bag. Sun Qingshan took a look and found that he was selling wheat seeds!

Sun Qingshan ran over immediately.

"Uncle, how much do you sell this for?"

Sun Qingshan said happily.

If I can get this wheat seed, I can grow wheat in the Lingquan space, and then I will have flour.

You can make noodles, steamed buns, dumplings and bread by yourself!

Although Sun Qingshan doesn’t know it, I can learn it later!

"Comrade, I don't want money. I just want to exchange these five kilograms of wheat seeds for some food."

The old man said slowly.

"Okay, can I trade you some sweet potatoes?"

Sun Qingshan asked.

"Ok, Ok!"

"I have five kilograms of wheat seeds here."

The old man nodded excitedly.

"Uncle, your wheat seed should be calculated as coarse grain. Now the price of coarse grain in the pigeon market is 1.3 cents per pound, and sweet potatoes are 0.4 cents."

"You have five catties here, and I'm going to give you sixteen catties and two ounces more. I'll just give you seventeen catties."

Seeing that the other party had fallen to the point of having to sell wheat seeds, Sun Qingshan gave the old man some more sweet potatoes.

"Thank you very much, comrade."

The old man looked at Sun Qingshan with gratitude, even though it was only seven taels more.

But at the critical moment, it can save lives!

"Uncle, wait here for me. I'll go get the sweet potatoes."

Sun Qingshan said.

"Ok."

The old man nodded.

Sun Qingshan turned and left Pigeon City, and finally came to a deserted place. He took out 17 kilograms of sweet potatoes and a sack from the Lingquan space.

After the installation was completed, Sun Qingshan returned to Pigeon City.

Completed the transaction with the uncle.

"Thank you very much, comrade."

The old man bowed to Sun Qingshan with gratitude, then hurriedly left Pigeon City with the sweet potatoes.