Siheyuan: Making a fortune every day, breaking the defense of the whole courtyard

Xu Damao rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not seeing things.

He is Zhang Xiaohu!!

The person he was talking to was the actual manager of this black market.

Although this place is some distance away from Courtyard No. 95, others don't know who is the actual manager of this black market, but he knows.

In the early years, in order to help Xu Damao successfully obtain the courtyard house No. 95, Xu Damao's father took him to many black markets to buy things that the leader liked.

It was this black market, and the thing was received from the middle-aged man in front of him who was chatting with Zhang Xiaohu.

He always remembered this man's temper.

If you only care about money and not people, no one will be able to help you.

As long as the money is in place, anything can be sold.

He usually has a stern face and keeps strangers away. Even those who have been working for him for a living are trembling with fear.

But this! ?

Xu Damao stared at the scene with his eyes wide open and his mouth wide open.

The middle-aged man was actually wiping the bicycle seat for Zhang Xiaohu with a flattering look on his face.

Although he didn't know what they were talking about, this scene deeply stimulated Xu Damao's mind.

"Could it be that Zhang Xiao is..."

Xu Damao was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

To become a manager in the black market, you either have a strong background or you are ruthless enough.

Zhang Xiaohu was able to make this middle-aged man behave respectfully and put on a smiling face.

Zhang Xiaohu is either very rich or the power behind him is very strong, so strong that the actual manager of this black market dare not neglect him in any way.

How much money can a country boy have?

Xu Damao immediately ruled out this answer.

Could it be that the power behind Zhang Xiaohu is too strong?

But isn’t Zhang Xiao behind Zhang Xiaohu?

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Xu Damao couldn't help but take a breath.

"Damn you, Shazhu. I knew he had bad intentions." He cursed in his heart. "If Zhang Xiao could really make the actual controller of a black market do this, then his background is not what we see on the surface."

Xu Damao thought back to all the previous times when people in the compound had failed in their attempts to target Zhang Xiao.

The original plan was to mobilize the entire steel rolling mill and the entire security department to surround the No. 95 courtyard.

Later on...

A cool breeze blew, and Xu Damao felt a chill on his back, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

It was not until Zhang Xiaohu had left for a long time that he slowly came to his senses, rubbed his sore and limp legs, and walked towards the black market step by step.

As he approached the black market, he found that people were queuing up to buy a kind of rice. Xu Damao also lined up curiously, and half an hour later it was finally his turn.

"How many pounds do you want?"

"Ten pounds to try."

"Okay, that's four dollars."

"What!?"

Xu Damao looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.

Although things on the black market are expensive, they have never doubled in price. Ordinary rice costs a little over 2 cents per pound, and good rice (No. japonica rice) costs only a little over cents per pound.

"Look what rice is talking about. If you don't want it, people behind you will line up to buy it." The black market staff said disdainfully.

While Xu Damao was in a daze, the people behind him had already started to get impatient.

"In front, do you want to? Please get out of the way."

"Yeah, if you don't want it, just leave now. It's so hard to find a road with no purchase restrictions."

"Hey, I brought several bags with me because I wanted to buy more."

"..."

Xu Damao opened the bag in his hand and looked at the rice inside.

It was indeed completely different from the rice he had seen before. It was not yellow at all, and each grain was plump, large, and crystal clear.

He turned his head and looked at the bag of rice in front of him. It was exactly the same as the one he had just seen, it had not been changed.

My task today is to find evidence of Zhang Xiao's speculation.

He has found it now.

Such a large amount of high-quality rice is not something that ordinary people can have.

Besides, in this era, everything is about planned production, and most of the grain flows into the national treasury, and then is allocated by the state.

There simply isn't much food flowing into the black market.

"Hey! Do you want it?" the staff member asked again.

“Yes, yes, yes.”

Xu Damao quickly took out four dollars.

Looking at the long queue behind, Xu Damao was shocked.

It seems that what Zhang Xiaohu brought today is far more than what he saw. At the same time, he feels more and more terrified about Zhang Xiao's hidden strength.

"It seems that we need to find a way to tell Shazhu and the others about this news. We should try our best to minimize the presence of this matter."

"Otherwise, if they mess up and Zhang Xiao finds out, his wrath will be something that a projectionist like me cannot bear."

In You Fengxia's small courtyard.

Zhang Xiao looked at the note handed over by Xiongzi.

"Zhang Xiao!! Are you asking for leave again?!"

The handwriting was wild and sloppy, and one could tell at a glance that Ran Qiuye was furious when he wrote these words.

Zhang Xiao looked at the note feeling helpless.

I had made an appointment with Ran Qiuye. Tomorrow, the weekend, is a good time to learn English, but something unexpected happened and Zhang Xiao had to stand Ran Qiuye up again.

A leader will come to inspect the steel mill on Monday, and Director Yang and Deputy Director Li have added Zhang Xiao's name to the list of accompanying persons.

As a result, I have to work overtime this weekend to maintain the machines in the factory.

Originally, Zhang Xiao did not have to manage this matter, but there were several machines that Zhang Xiao had only recently modified, and the technical staff had not yet been trained.

Since no one else could handle it, Zhang Xiao had to do it himself.

He unscrewed the cap of the pen, wrote the reason on the note, and asked Xiongzi to give the note to Ran Qiuye when he went to deliver supplies tomorrow.

Otherwise, she would really chase him into the courtyard.

With Zhang Xiao, this "stupid student", Ran Qiuye's teacher attributes once reached paranoia.

A look that seemed like he would never give up until he had taught Zhang Xiao a lesson.

Siheyuan.

"Da Mao. The rice you cooked smells so good!"

"Uncle Damao, your rice smells so good!"

Jia Zhang and Bang Geng stared at the steaming stove, their eyes motionless but their noses constantly sniffing.

"Of course." Xu Damao smiled proudly.

But deep down he was more shocked that the rice cooked from this rice could be so delicious.

This is the first time he has seen it in his life.

A bowl of rice was served, the rice grains were shiny and oily. Jia Zhang and Bang Geng didn't care whether it was hot or not, they just picked up the chopsticks and put the rice into their mouths.

When Xu Damao saw this scene, he was also secretly amazed.

You have to know that Jia Zhang won't eat without oil and water.

But now, just add a little soy sauce and it tastes so delicious.

"Da Mao, are you home?"

There were voices coming from outside the door.