Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

"Then I'll go." Cuinong nodded obediently, put the key in her pocket, and walked slowly towards the gate of the compound with a bag of cakes in her hand. Zhao Fangfang followed closely behind her and walked to the door together.

After opening the door, Zhao Fangfang watched Cuinong carefully sit on the back seat of the bicycle, and then gave her a few more reminders, asking her to be careful.

"Don't worry, young lady. Our eldest brother has already told us to take good care of Miss Cuinong no matter what."

Zhang Tietou looked at Zhao Fangfang who was walking out of the door. His eyes were instantly attracted by her stunning beauty, as if time had frozen at this moment. He stared straight at Zhao Fangfang, almost forgetting everything around him.

However, when he heard Zhao Fangfang's concerns about Cuinong, he immediately came to his senses, straightened his back, and showed his confident side.

"Well, thank you, big brother."

Zhao Fangfang smiled politely at Zhang Tietou, which made him blush and his heart beat fast.

"You're welcome. It's urgent. I'll leave now!" After saying that, Zhang Tietou took Cuinong with him without hesitation, rode his bike and headed straight for the destination. Their figures gradually disappeared at the end of the street, leaving Zhao Fangfang standing there alone, silently praying that everything would go well.

Zhang Tietou rode his bicycle slowly, but after more than ten minutes, they finally arrived at the gate of the warehouse. He stopped the bike and waited for Cuinong to get off the back seat. Cuinong got off the bike carefully, holding an abacus, and followed Zhang Tietou to the gate.

At this time, Huang Genwang was walking back and forth anxiously near the courtyard gate with his hands in his sleeves.

At this moment, Zhang Tietou and Cuinong were slowly approaching with their cart, and his eyes were instantly drawn to them. Then, he quickly picked up a huge bamboo basket from the side and walked towards them with big strides.

"Ms. Cuinong, did you bring the key?" Huang Genwang asked anxiously.

"Yes, I have it with me." Cuinong nodded slightly in response.

She took the key out of her pocket and handed it to Zhang Tietou. Zhang Tietou took the key and opened the gate of the yard without hesitation, letting Huang Genwang and Cuinong enter the yard first, and then he pushed his bicycle in and parked it in a place where it would not hinder others.

"Tietou, don't be in a hurry to push the cart so far. Go into the house first and take the things on top!" Huang Genwang shouted as he walked to the door carrying a basket.

"Oh, I was so nervous that I forgot this." Zhang Tietou scratched his head embarrassedly.

He then opened a warehouse door, pushed the bicycle in, and took out a copper basin, a few small stools and some firewood from the back basket.

"Brother, what are you doing with these things? Are you going to make a fire here?"

Cuinong blinked, revealing a hint of doubt: "What are you bringing these things for?"

Zhang Tietou smiled and explained, "Miss Cuinong, I promised my brother that I would take good care of you. It's so cold today, and I'm afraid you'll get cold, so I brought back a basket of charcoal." He pointed at the charcoal basin and said, "Just stay next to it, and you'll be warm."

Cuinong said gratefully: "Thank you for your care, big brother. We can just warm ourselves by the fire when the time comes."

Zhang Tietou waved his hand quickly: "No, we two brothers are cold-resistant, and we will definitely run around to keep an eye on the people on the other side. You can just stay here and warm yourself."

After that, Zhang Tietou took out two lanterns and a low table and placed them on the ground. Huang Genwang took out a handful of dry grass, lit it with a match, and quickly put it into the copper basin, then added some small firewood.

After a while, the fire in the house was bright. Huang Genwang added a few thicker firewood into the copper basin, took out some charcoal from the basket and put it directly into the copper basin.

Zhang Tietou also lit up both lanterns, which shone with dim light, illuminating the surrounding environment so that people could at least see things within a few meters.

"So much food!"

Huang Genwang widened his eyes and looked at the neatly stacked bags of grain in the warehouse, his heart filled with amazement and curiosity.

He involuntarily moved closer and reached out to touch the bag gently.

When his fingertips touched the surface of the bag, the unique grainy feel of the wheat was transmitted to his fingertips through the bag, allowing him to clearly feel the existence of each grain of wheat. This sense of touch was quickly transmitted to his mind through the tactile nerves on his fingers.

People who were not from that era will never understand his feelings, it was like a starving mouse getting into a full rice jar and feeling so happy that it almost fainted.

It is like Xu Damao, a poor loser in his previous life, suddenly found a gold mine, of extremely high purity. It was so exciting that it was indescribable.

If you want to know why Huang Genwang was so excited, you have to start with the thousands of years of history of Chinese civilization.

In fact, the history of the Chinese nation is a history of hunger!

Take the 21st century where Xu Damao lived in his previous life, for example. People had only been able to barely have enough food to eat for a few decades.

Looking more recently, three years later, natural disasters resulted in large tracts of land being harvested barren and tens of millions of people starved to death. And what was the total population at that time?

Therefore, for people of this era, food is not only a necessity for survival, but also hope, security and confidence!

"Such a large area is full of wheat! How many acres of land would it take to produce so much!"

Huang Genwang couldn't help but sigh, his eyes flashing with excitement and awe. He had never seen so much grain piled up together, which gave him a deeper understanding of the harvest scene.

"This big pile is wheat, and the pile next to it should be white flour."

Zhang Tietou pointed to another pile of grain not far away and said, his eyes revealed a kind of confidence and familiarity, as if he knew the situation here very well.

"Big brother said that these are standard 100-jin bags. When someone from Second Master's side comes later, he will definitely bring a scale. We can use our beam scale to hang up a bag and weigh it, and then use their scale to weigh it again. If the weight is the same, we'll use their scale!"

Zhang Tietou turned to Huang Genwang and spoke in a firm and decisive tone.

"Okay, let's do it!"

Huang Genwang nodded in agreement, he understood that Zhang Tietou's idea was correct.

Only by ensuring the accuracy of weighing can we protect the interests of both parties and avoid potential disputes.

Time passed slowly, and after about half an hour, night had fallen completely, and the whole world was shrouded in darkness.

Zhang Tietou calculated the time and felt that Liu Erye's men should be arriving soon.