Siheyuan: I can always stay out of it

Chen Xu, who had originally planned to have a good rest, could only set the alarm clock to a certain time, then found a piece of clothing to barely cover his upper body and sleep. He planned to sleep for a few hours and then go to the black market at night.

The Jia family in the middle courtyard.

Banggeng had cried until his tears had dried up, Jia Zhang was still sweeping the streets, Qin Huairu was helping to clean up at Chen Xu's house, and Banggeng, who was forcibly dragged back, was rewarded by his father with a bamboo stick and a meal of stir-fried bamboo shoots and meat.

Jia Dongxu had a dark face and was whipping the stick, completely ignoring his son's screams, the sound was so shrill that it could be heard throughout the courtyard.

Most of the residents of the courtyard house are there to watch the fun, but as for beating children, isn't that normal?

Not to mention that Banggeng had screwed the Jia family over today, even if he hadn't made any mistakes, it was normal to be beaten occasionally.

There’s an old saying that goes, “beat your children on rainy days.” They’re just sitting around doing nothing anyway.

Especially the second uncle Liu Haizhong, who went back home to continue eating in the backyard, was drinking a little wine while listening to the crying and wailing coming from the middle yard. His eyes on his fat face were narrowed, and he seemed to be enjoying it very much. He thought that Jia Dongxu finally had the attitude of being the boss, and he even felt a little itchy.

The reason why Jia Dongxu took action against Banggeng was actually only partly because of losing money. Most of the reason was that he wanted to vent about all the unpleasant things that happened during this period.

Thinking about this past month, he had gone to the black market twice and both times ended in failure. Not only was his own small treasury now empty, but he would probably have to deal with his mother's trouble later. After all, he had no money to compensate Chen Xu, as it was all taken from Jia Zhang.

Based on his understanding of my mother, this matter probably isn't over yet.

Jia Dongxu continued to educate Banggeng until Qin Huairu came back from the backyard. Seeing Banggeng crying from being beaten, Qin Huairu felt so distressed, but she did not dare to disobey her husband, so she hugged Banggeng and cried as well.

Jia Dongxu had almost vented his anger, so he threw down the bamboo stick and snorted coldly.

"If you do it again, I'll show you how I'll deal with you..."

As he spoke, he opened the door and walked out, intending to go straight to find his master.

Speaking of which, Jia Dongxu was used to his master jumping out to support him whenever something happened, but this time seemed to be an exception.

However, Jia Dongxu came to nothing, as an old lady said that Lao Yi had gone to the street office to receive ideological education.

Jia Dongxu didn't think much about it, and even felt a little enlightened. No wonder the master didn't show up today. It turned out that he went to the street office...

This guy obviously didn't know that it was true that Yi Zhonghai went to the street office, but he left quietly when the incident happened and attention was focused on the backyard.

Obviously, the deaf old lady's words did have a certain effect on Yi Zhonghai. He is indeed not suitable to be in charge of things now. Not to mention whether he is the manager or not, no one will listen to him just based on his current reputation.

Finding an excuse to slip away is obviously Yi Zhonghai's best option now.

Chen Xu slept until the middle of the night when he was woken up by the alarm clock.

Accustomed to covering himself with a quilt, he always felt something was wrong. After shaking his head to try to make himself more awake, Chen Xu began to disguise himself and prepare to go out.

The so-called disguise is just changing clothes, then wrapping your head with a towel or something, and finally showing two eyes, and that's it.

Leaving the courtyard with ease.

Looking at the Sijiu City at night, Chen Xu felt inexplicably excited.

As a person from the 21st century and a well-known night owl, although his schedule has changed a bit during this period, his years of habit have allowed him to adjust quickly.

Chen Xu's goal was very clear. He would first go to the black market to see if there was anyone selling cotton. As for the ready-made quilts, he didn't hold out much hope, and who knew what the previous owner of the quilt was like.

Maybe the quilt has been sent to several owners. It makes me sick just thinking about it.

The most important thing is, if you want to go natural, go for something better, so you don’t have to change it again when you get married.

After a fruitless search in the black market, Chen Xu decisively changed black markets. In addition to looking for it himself, he was also looking for an acquaintance who claimed to be surnamed Zhou. After all, he was a professional in this area.

Although in Chen Xu's eyes, these guys seemed to have a poor judgement of the situation.

However, it is normal to make profits and losses in business, and people don’t necessarily lose money. It can only be said that the profits from bran and dry goods are a little less.

But the other person obviously has more connections than him. Just because Chen Xu can't find it himself doesn't mean that the other person can't either.

Chen Xu was lucky enough to find this thing in the second black market.

Looking at Chen Xu standing in front of him, the old man was a little speechless.

He had dealt with Chen Xu several times. Although he sold some things to him, the gains were meager. After all, they were all unsalable items. In addition, Chen Xu was not a sucker, so it was naturally impossible for him to sell them at a high price.

"Tell me, do you want dry goods or bran?"

"No, I want to ask you, there is no cotton for sale here."

Chen Xu said that neither the dry goods nor the chaff were what he needed now. Unless Chen Xu got a reply from the director, the dry goods he had in his space would be enough for him to cope with it for a while.

It would be funny if you make too much and it hits your hands, as for the bran.

The space for the ten large bags of bran was enough for him to use for a long time. Bran was much lighter than other things, so the ten extra-large bags of bran took up a lot of his space. Even if they were stacked up, they would fill up the corner.

So, it is not really necessary for the time being.

"What do you want cotton for? Let me make it clear, cotton is hard to get right now. If you want a lot, I can't help you."

The older brother was a little surprised, because every time Chen Xu came to buy something, it was quite unexpected.

The first time he thought Chen Xu was a poor boy who wanted to buy bran to fill his stomach, but Chen Xu directly bought a thousand kilograms and said he was going to raise fish.

The second time he wanted to sell some dry goods to Chen Xu, but the guy just bought hundreds of kilograms of them, saying he would eat them slowly.

After two times, the brother was inexplicably curious about Chen Xu's identity and couldn't guess what this guy did.

This time, it was changed to cotton again.

"Making quilts, what else can you do! And you don't need a lot, just one or two quilts will be enough. If you can make more, you can make two pillows."

Chen Xu looked at the other person speechlessly, wondering if this guy had some misunderstanding about him.

In fact, Chen Xu was not completely without quilts. He had two quilts in his hometown, but they were very old and obviously not suitable to be brought to the courtyard house. If he couldn't find a way to get a quilt in the black market today, he would probably have to bring only one from his hometown.

"Give me an exact number. How do I know how much cotton you want? Quilts come in different sizes."

"Help me find 15 kilograms of cotton first."

Chen Xu thought to himself that a quilt weighing eight kilograms, plus a cot weighing four kilograms, would be enough for two seasons, and the remaining weight could be used for two pillows. Fifteen kilograms of cotton would definitely be more than enough.

"Okay, come back in a couple of days and I'll ask for you."

Chen Xu: ...

"Brother, you don't have any in stock?"

The brother looked helpless.

"Do you think we have everything here? Come on, even if we have it, it would have been sold long ago. We are reselling, not hoarding. Also, the price will definitely be much higher. Cotton is not easy to get, so be prepared..."

Chen Xu had a headache. If possible, he wanted to buy it home today, find someone to play it tomorrow, and then he could happily cover himself with the new quilt and go to sleep.

But looking at the current situation, I guess we can’t count on it in the short term.