Siheyuan: The Counterattack of Passerby

So Old Liu nodded solemnly and agreed, and assured Lin Geng that he would not tell anyone about this matter easily. However, after hesitating for a long time, he still made a request, wanting Lin Geng to prepare as many of these nourishing pills as possible, because he had several old comrades who, like him, had been injured during the war and had been suffering from their old injuries.

If Lin Geng could make more of these nourishing pills, then at least his old comrades would no longer suffer from their old injuries.

As for the origin of this medicine, Lao Liu promised not to tell anyone and not to let others disturb Lin Geng. He has his own way to deal with it.

Lin Geng thought for a moment and said with some embarrassment: "Uncle Liu, it's not that I don't want to help your old comrades. Some of these medicines are very difficult to make. It's impossible to prepare them in large quantities. I can only try my best to prepare more for you, but I can't guarantee that I can meet your needs!"

After listening to this, Old Liu also felt that it made sense. Since this kind of nourishing pill was so effective, it must contain some precious ingredients. With Lin Geng's income and ability, it would probably be difficult to get them. Lin Geng must have tried his best to find ways to prepare these for him. His request was indeed a bit excessive.

However, in order to help his old comrades who had fought and died with him on the battlefield, Lao Liu hesitated for a moment and asked Lin Geng to write down the medicinal materials that were difficult to obtain and had relatively high prices. He would be responsible for helping Lin Geng get these expensive and difficult-to-obtain medicinal materials. He also asked his wife to take out their savings and give a total of 2,000 yuan to Lin Geng, asking Lin Geng to help him prepare the medicine.

Seeing that Old Liu really wanted to help his old comrades, Lin immediately refused the two thousand yuan that Aunt Zhang handed to him, and said sternly: "Uncle Liu, you look down on me! You are all heroes who have shed blood for the country. It is my honor to help your old comrades. As long as I can do it, I will definitely try my best!

If you give me money, you really don't treat me as your own! No matter how much I love money, I can't accept this money. You are slapping me in the face!"

Old Liu was very pleased with Lin Geng's attitude and nodded, "Yeah, you're a good kid! It's worth the efforts of all of us old guys! But no matter what, I can't let you buy the herbs yourself. You can take whatever you want! It's enough that you can help me prepare medicine for my old comrade!"

Finally, under the insistence of Lao Liu and Aunt Zhang, Lin Geng symbolically collected 200 yuan and took the job. In addition, there were indeed some expensive medicines, and he did not have them on hand, so Lin Geng did not make a fuss and wrote a list and handed it to Lao Liu.

In addition, he left a bottle of medicine for Aunt Zhang, asking her to take it regularly. In fact, Aunt Zhang's health was not very good and she was usually weak and sickly. After adding the spiritual spring water, this medicine could also nourish her body, improve her resistance, and her health would get better and better.

Lin Geng was busy in the small world at night. He collected some mature medicinal herbs and used the spiritual spring water in the small world to make nourishing pills. After tossing around for a while, he suddenly realized that Dahuang and Erhei seemed to be calling him out from outside.

Lin Geng's heart moved. Normally, Dahuang and Erhei would not bark at night, especially after he entered the small world, they would not disturb him easily. But today he clearly felt that Dahuang and Erhei were urging him to go out, as if something happened outside.

So Lin Geng had an idea and immediately exited the small world and returned to his bedroom. Dahuang and Erhei were not barking wildly in the house, but standing at the door with their ears pricked up as if listening to some noise outside. Lin Geng then hurriedly and quietly went to the door and listened attentively to the movement outside.

He looked at his watch. It was already midnight. Under normal circumstances, if he didn't go to the Pigeon Market, most people in the yard would have fallen asleep long ago, and the yard should be quiet at this time.

But Lin Geng heard a rustling sound outside his door. After listening carefully, he thought someone was tiptoeing and fiddling with something outside his door.

So he didn't turn on the light, gave Dahuang and Erhei an order to keep quiet, then quietly went to the window and looked towards the yard.

The yard was very dark, but this did not have a very big impact on Lin Geng. His eyesight was very good now. Even at night, it was far better than that of ordinary people and he could see things clearly at a long distance.

Through the window glass, Lin Geng looked quietly into the yard, and immediately saw a small figure, who seemed to be splashing something next to the pile of firewood outside his house.

Lin Geng concentrated and observed carefully, staring at the movements of the figure with all his strength. It seemed that he was holding an oil lamp in his hand and was pouring the oil in the lamp, that is, kerosene, onto the pile of firewood outside his window. His first thought was that someone wanted to harm him.

Although every household in the courtyard house has access to electricity and electric lights at this time, due to insufficient power generation capacity, electricity supply to factories and enterprises must be guaranteed first. The supply of residential electricity is unstable and power outages occur frequently. As a result, every household has to prepare candles or oil lamps.

In this era, oil lamps were the most common lighting tool. Every household had spare oil lamps and some kerosene, and they would light oil lamps when there was a power outage at night.

So the thing that the kid outside was pouring onto the firewood pile with an oil lamp must be kerosene.

Lin Geng had just bought these firewoods, and planned to use them to burn the fireplace he had just built at home when the weather got cold. He didn't have the ability to build a heating system for his home right now, as that was totally unrealistic. His family was already living better than all the neighbors, and if he had to build a full set of heating systems, wouldn't that make people angry to death?

What's more, supplies are scarce now, and it is difficult to make a heating stove, let alone a radiator and water pipes. So he thought it would be better to have a fireplace at home. Burning a fireplace in winter can make the house very warm, and he also likes the atmosphere of sitting in front of the fireplace on a snowy day in winter, drinking tea and reading a book.

So some time ago he designed a fireplace himself and asked someone to help him make it. After some experiments, the heating effect was quite good. His home will be much warmer this winter.

A fireplace requires firewood. This thing cannot burn coal, only firewood. So he went into the mountains to cut a lot of dead wood and threw it into the space. When he returned to the city, he loaded it on a tricycle and pulled it back, and piled it outside the window, which really made the people in the yard envious.

But there was nothing they could do about it, even if they were envious. After all, Lin Geng had gone up the mountain to cut the dead trees and brought them back from dozens of miles outside the city. Even if they wanted to imitate Lin Geng, they couldn't and could only watch.