[70s Era + Space + Supplies + Educated Youth + Hoarding + Satisfying Story] Bungee jumping, and then poof, I died and transmigrated to the 70s where clothes and food were scarce. Unexpectedly, the ...
Chapter 16 The House Was Transferred to My Name
"Brother Liu, you've been staring at me for a while now. Is there something on me?"
Back at the stall, the man has remained silent ever since, only staring at her with his lips pursed.
Jiang Feiyan looked down at her clothes, and it didn't seem like anything was wrong.
At this moment, Brother Liu suddenly said mysteriously, "Xiao Fei, do you have some kind of hidden identity?"
"Huh?" Jiang Feiyan was a little confused.
"I know!" Brother Liu slapped his thigh, his face full of excitement. "Is it because your relative knows Brother Ba that he asked you to pass on a message?"
"Oh...hehe...I guess so," Jiang Feiyan replied with an awkward laugh.
She originally thought that Brother Ba had brought her back just now, which should be considered as revealing his identity, but she didn't expect Brother Liu to not think in that direction at all.
Forget it, it's too much trouble to explain, so I'll just give a vague answer.
"By the way, I probably won't be coming to the black market for a while. I'm going on a long trip."
Jiang Feiyan stood up, discreetly placed a note under the gray cloth of the cart, and continued:
"I still have some things on this cart that I can't take with me. Could you take them to your house and leave them there for me? I'll come back to get them later."
"Sure, don't worry, I'll keep it safe for you!" Brother Liu patted his chest and continued:
"My mom's cooking is amazing! I've been telling her about you for ages. You can come over and have dinner at my house!"
"Thank you then." Jiang Feiyan smiled slightly.
After speaking with Bago today, the two have finalized the delivery location.
She can just go and deliver the goods then, so she won't come to the black market anymore.
After this parting, I don't know when we'll meet again.
The few things on the cart were a token of gratitude for the care they had given me over the past few days.
After the black market closed, the two said goodbye, and Brother Liu pulled her cart back home.
When he got home, Liu's mother saw him pulling a cart and said, "Whose thing did you borrow? We don't need a cart."
“That guy in the black market named Xiaofei, I told you about him, he had to leave his cart at my house for a few days when he needed to.”
Brother Liu continued, "Mom, Xiaofei still has some grain on the cart. I put it in my room. Please don't secretly take other people's grain. There's a limit."
Liu's mother smacked him on the head with a broom: "You brat, do you think I'm that kind of person?!"
"Hehe! Just kidding." Brother Liu scratched the back of his head and lifted the gray cloth covering the car.
As it opened, a piece of paper flew out.
"What's this?" Brother Liu picked up the paper from the ground and saw that it had a few words written on it, written by Jiang Feiyan herself.
The gist of it was that she wouldn't be coming again, and she thanked him for taking care of her these past few days, and that the things on the cart were a gift to him.
Brother Liu paused for a moment, then mechanically looked at the cart.
On top are 30 jin of polished rice and 20 jin of wheat flour!
"Oh my god!!" Brother Liu stood there dumbfounded, then suddenly exclaimed.
Liu's mother was sweeping the yard when she glared at him and said, "What are you howling about? You scared me!"
Brother Liu was on the verge of tears: "Oh my god! I've missed a chance to make friends with rich people!"
He only just realized that Xiao Fei himself was that so-called "relative"!
Liu's mother: ......
This silly son of yours, what nonsense are you spouting? We can't even dream of befriending rich people...
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On the other side.
Jiang Feiyan, who was known as a wealthy woman, returned to the Jiang family.
She came back early this time. Jiang Wanbao was still at school, and the factory hadn't closed yet. No one was home.
After closing the door, Jiang Feiyan entered the space.
These days, she's busy stockpiling and selling supplies during the day, and then spends several hours training in the martial arts gym in the evening.
I'm so busy every day that I'm exhausted. When I'm tired, I just collapse into bed and sleep. I don't even have time to organize what I've learned these past few days.
Now that we have time, let's organize it properly.
The presidential suite of the five-star hotel has a huge conference room, and these things are currently piled up inside.
Jiang Feiyan leaned back in her recliner and used her mind to sort and arrange all the items in order, which took her almost two hours to complete.
The total statistics are as follows:
Gold and silver jewelry: various small gold and silver items, and valuables: emeralds, rubies, green diamonds, jade jewelry, etc., filled two large boxes.
Porcelain, antiques, calligraphy and paintings: blue and white porcelain, famille rose porcelain, ancient ceramics, ancient jade, bronzes, gold cups, etc., and various ancient and modern famous paintings, with more than 100 pieces.
Valuable furniture: more than 20 sets of furniture made of various types of Phoebe zhennan wood, Hainan rosewood, and sandalwood.
Stamps: More than 10 sets of various stamps from the Qing Dynasty to the mid-1960s, 20 sets of "The Whole Country is Red", and 8 sets of period stamps.
My savings: a total of over 1600 yuan plus a bunch of receipts, from my scumbag father and from selling goods on the black market.
Looking at the things she had sorted out, Jiang Feiyan felt extremely satisfied.
These are all things she stockpiled in just about 10 days after arriving in this era!
If that were today, he'd be considered a billionaire, haha.
Although she had the advantage of having access to spatial resources, she still contributed a lot of effort.
Pride ╰( ̄▽ ̄)╭~~
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During dinner in the evening.
Jiang Feiyan was in a good mood and ate an extra bowl.
When her stepmother, Lin Chunqin, saw her like this, she couldn't help but purse her lips.
After finishing her meal, Jiang Feiyan was about to return to her room when her scumbag father, Jiang Guowei, stopped her.
Jiang Feiyan sat down on the sofa and asked, "What is it?"
Jiang Guowei, with a loving father's expression, chuckled and said, "You'll be going to the countryside in a few days. I see you running around every day. Have you prepared everything?"
Jiang Feiyan glanced at him indifferently.
These days, she's been saying hurtful things and doing annoying things at home from time to time, causing chaos in the entire Jiang family.
Her scumbag father had disliked her for a long time and always had a stern face when he looked at her.
The sun must have risen in the west today, he actually took the initiative to care about her?
Something unusual is definitely going on; it's definitely not a good thing!
Jiang Feiyan: "Everything's ready." Let's take a look first.
Every time she comes back, she pretends to buy something, and now her room is piled with them.
"Okay, that's good." Jiang Guowei said, "When you go to the countryside, I'll have your mother send you 5 yuan and 10 jin of grain coupons every month. If you need anything, just write to us."
"And then?" Jiang Feiyan looked at him and couldn't help but say sarcastically, "You'd be so kind? You always drag your feet when I ask for money."
Jiang Guowei's face darkened, but surprisingly he didn't lose his temper.
Instead, he said very gently, "Xiaoyan, I am your father. Why do you always think of me like this? I have never mistreated you all these years."
Jiang Feiyan crossed her arms and said coldly, "Alright, just tell me what you're going to do."
Let's just lay everything out in the open; there's no need for this sentimental act!
Her attitude these past few days has been clear enough that her scumbag father should understand that their relationship has long since broken down and can never go back to what it was before.
Upon hearing her speak like that, Jiang Guowei was slightly taken aback.
Then, the pretense on his face quickly vanished, and he adopted his usual serious demeanor, saying:
"Alright, I won't beat around the bush then."
"Since you're going to the countryside, I don't know when you'll be back. I want the house registered under my name..."
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Little Goldfish: The revenge against the scum is in progress, stay tuned!