Siheyuan: I just want to live

After returning home, Chen Feng did not start cooking again, but took out the lunch that he had not eaten at noon and ate it. After dinner, Chen Feng washed the lunch box and put it into the space. He closed the door, turned off the lights, and entered the space himself.

In fact, Chen Feng had nothing special to do when he entered the space. He just decided to come in and check it out because he hadn't paid close attention to the situation there for several days.

After entering the space, Chen Feng first came to the fish pond. The water in the fish pond was really strange. Chen Feng did not feed the fish frequently, but the fish still grew normally, which made people curious about the reason.

Chen Feng stood by the pond and observed for a while, and was surprised to find that most of the fish had grown to about two kilograms. However, he was not in a hurry to catch them and sell them, but planned to continue raising them for a while, after all, larger fish would be more expensive.

After leaving the fish pond, Chen Feng went to the farmland to take a look. The wheat seedlings had grown to the height of his calf, but the rabbits had eaten them sparsely. Chen Feng leaned over and grabbed a handful of soil in his hand. The soil was a little dry, and it seemed that it lacked water.

Seeing this, Chen Feng raised his finger and froze the space of the entire farmland. Then, he used his powerful ability to carefully move the rabbits hidden in the wheat seedlings one by one out of their original places, and prepared to send them back to where they were originally.

However, when Chen Feng saw the more than 200 rabbits of all sizes that had been cleared out, he realized that the 20 square meters of space that had been separated before was far from enough to accommodate so many rabbits. So, in desperation, Chen Feng could only use his magical powers again to expand the area by a full 100 square meters in one go, which barely gave the rabbits enough room to live.

After properly placing all the rabbits, Chen Feng did not stop there. He looked up at the sky, controlled the water source above, and guided the clear rain to fall, as if a grand rain had descended on the earth. This timely rain moistened the somewhat dry land, allowing the crops in the farmland to be fully nourished and grow healthily.

After watering the land, Chen Feng looked at the rabbits all over the ground and felt a little headache because there was not enough fodder. Chen Feng looked up and saw more than three tons of corn stalks.

Chen Feng calculated carefully that if he added another 1,000 kilograms of corn kernels, he could keep the 50 rabbits alive until the wheat silage season came. And by then the silage wheat would also be useful, so he should be able to survive until the beginning of spring.

However, there was still a thorny problem left to be solved, which was how to deal with the more than 100 rabbits? Should we kill them directly or take preservation measures like we would treat fish? After careful consideration, Chen Feng decided that the latter was more appropriate.

After all, if these rabbits are preserved and released when spring comes and the grass and trees are lush, not only will they be able to reproduce more quickly, but they will also have a greater numerical advantage when selling the rabbits, thereby earning more money.

Having made up his mind, Chen Feng began to act. He carefully selected fifty rabbits that were less than one month old, and then placed the rest of the rabbits in a specially set up fresh-keeping area.

After finishing the rabbit business, Chen Feng returned to the yard and started the crusher skillfully. He concentrated on operating the machine, watching the corn stalks slowly being crushed into tiny particles. Then, he carefully mixed the corn crumbs and thought for a moment before finally deciding to crush and mix 500 kilograms of bean cakes into the mixture.

After everything was ready, Chen Feng carefully added feed to the rabbits and chickens. After completing this series of work, he felt a little tired, so he took a shower to relax himself. Then, he left the space, set the alarm clock for midnight, and lay on the comfortable bed, ready to continue to enjoy the tranquility brought by sleep.

On the surface, it seemed that Chen Feng had been busy in the space for a long time, but in fact, only more than an hour had passed in the real world.

This period of time was very fulfilling for him. This was the wonder of entering a space with a different time flow rate. However, he still couldn't stay in the space for too long, otherwise he would consume a lot of food.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock Chen Feng set rang.

Chen Feng put on the worn-out clothes he had prepared long ago with sleepy eyes. After getting up, he did not turn on the light, but slowly fumbled to open the door. The moment the door opened, a cold wind blew in, blowing on Chen Feng's head, making him wake up instantly.

With the help of the faint moonlight, Chen Feng carefully put the bicycle into the space. Then, he flexibly climbed over the backyard wall, took out the bicycle in the back alley, and rushed all the way to the black market in Dongzhimen.

When he was about to reach the black market, Chen Feng put his bicycle into the space again and took out a piece of worn cloth to cover his face. Then, it was not far away, so he walked to the black market.

When he arrived outside the black market, a man in black clothes stopped Chen Feng, asked him a few questions, and then let him in.

After entering the black market, Chen Feng found that there were so many people coming to buy things. Maybe they were just like Chen Feng, because it was the New Year and everyone came to see if there was anything they needed.

Chen Feng wandered aimlessly in the black market, his eyes were confused and empty, as if he was looking for something, but he didn't seem to want anything. When Chen Feng looked around, a ticket seller would come over and ask him if he needed a ticket. Chen Feng just waved his hand slightly, indicating that he didn't need one.

In fact, Chen Feng really had no need for these tickets. The wine tickets he bought last time had not been used yet, and because he could grow and press grain and oil himself, he had no shortage of grain and cooking oil.

As for the three turns and one ring, he already had a bicycle and a watch. Moreover, he also had a ticket for sewing tickets and a ticket for watches. It can be said that he had everything. Chen Feng was not very interested in the radio. In addition, he was not short of other industrial products and daily necessities such as chicken, fish, meat and eggs.

However, Chen Feng came here today not out of practical needs, but to stroll around and see if he could find something that interested him. If there were suitable items, he would buy some back.

When Chen Feng was almost at the end of the black market, he saw something that interested him.

In a corner of the black market, Chen Feng saw a man in plain clothes. There was a sweet potato on the ground in front of him, and he seemed to be selling sweet potatoes.

Chen Feng slowly squatted down, his eyes fell on the sweet potatoes placed in front of the man. He reached out and gently picked up a sweet potato, looked at it carefully, and asked in a low voice: "How much is this sweet potato?"

The man raised his head slightly and answered in a hoarse and low voice: "Five cents a pound, how much do you want?" His voice was cold and seemed to have no emotion at all.

However, Chen Feng caught a hint of something strange in the voice. With his keen intuition, he judged that the man might not be very old. Although the man was dressed simply, from his short and crisp words, Chen Feng realized that the other party might not be an ordinary farmer, but more like an experienced grain dealer.

Chen Feng noticed that the man directly asked him how many pounds he wanted to buy, and he knew that the stock he had should be quite sufficient.

Chen Feng pretended to hesitate for a moment, and pretended to touch his pocket unconsciously, then said, "I want 100 kilograms, no... no, I want 150 kilograms."

Chen Feng's actions made the man opposite him roll his eyes. He thought to himself, "He's just another poor guy."

The man ignored Chen Feng and gestured backwards. Then a faint voice came from the dense forest behind the man.

Not long after, a man walked out of the woods, put a sack of sweet potatoes between Chen Feng and the man, and left without saying a word.

The man watched him leave, then turned to Chen Feng and said, "There are 150 kilograms of sweet potatoes in the sack. If you didn't take the sack, I'll add another 50 cents."

When Chen Feng heard what he said, he immediately put his hands behind his back and took out a sack from the space. Because it was dark and the light was dim, the man mistakenly thought that Chen Feng's sack had been hidden behind him.

Chen Feng then took out a handful of change from his pocket and carefully counted it out to the man, one cent at a time. In the end, Chen Feng had less than ten cents left in his hand, and he carefully put it back into his pocket.

After paying, Chen Feng transferred the sweet potatoes to his own sack, then carried the sack and walked out of the black market. He walked two miles without stopping, and then stopped to rest. Afterwards, he put the sweet potatoes into the space and properly stored them to keep them fresh.

Chen Feng had been pretending to be poor in front of the black market sweet potato seller to avoid trouble. Although he had a gun, Chen Feng didn't want to point it at a living person unless it was absolutely necessary. Fortunately, the man didn't chase him, otherwise he would be in trouble today.

After taking a short break, Chen Feng rode his bicycle back to the courtyard. The north wind kept blowing along the way, and Chen Feng was so cold that he just wanted to curse.

After returning to the courtyard, Chen Feng climbed over the wall from the back alley and entered the courtyard. He opened the door and entered the bedroom. Chen Feng immediately got into the soft quilt. He reached out to take the alarm clock and set another alarm for seven o'clock. Chen Feng went back to sleep.

The next morning, Chen Feng opened his eyes to the piercing sound of an alarm. He turned off the alarm, and lay quietly on the bed with his eyes open for a few minutes before struggling to get up and dress. Then he took the washbasin to the middle courtyard to brush his teeth and wash his face, somewhat unconsciously.

When Chen Feng took a basin of cold water, wet the towel, and then covered his face tightly with it, under the stimulation of the icy cold water, Chen Feng finally woke up completely.