Courtyard: Inciting Jia Zhangshi to Hook Up with the First Master

Lin Yang blinked and found himself transmigrated to the Courtyard world in 1960.

Not only did he have a secure job at the steel rolling mill, but the courtyard where all the scoundrels lived ...

Chapter 70 Convincing the Little Rascal to Recycle Scrap

"This thing was a reward from Corey after I did something good!" Lin Yang sneered. "One of the things everyone knows about is capturing Sha Zhu!"

When Lin Yang brought up his arrest again, Sha Zhu became furious.

He pointed at Lin Yang and said, "Fine! So you've done a good deed by catching me, but I don't believe that this merit would earn you so many attractive receipts as a reward from the factory!"

Lin Yang shook the watch on his wrist and patted the bicycle under him: "You are indeed insignificant, but I have made other contributions, which I can't mention now!"

"I think you're only keeping quiet because you're guilty! Because you haven't made any other contributions!" Sha Zhu shouted, forcing himself to speak.

Lin Yang looked at Sha Zhu with a cold face and said, "I won't talk about the merits I've made because they involve state secrets!"

He then said, emphasizing each word, "You're not qualified to know!"

After being confronted by Lin Yang, Sha Zhu stammered and remained silent.

After Yan Fugui learned that Lin Yang had obtained the items without any problems, he completely disregarded the awkward situation at the scene.

He walked up to Lin Yang with a smile and said, "Yangzi, you're definitely going to keep this radio at home, but could you lend us this bicycle to ride sometime?"

He's been hanging out with Yi Zhonghai for too long, and when he wants to take advantage of someone, he likes to associate himself with others.

Knowing that Lin Yang wouldn't easily let him take advantage of them now, they directly pulled everyone to join him.

However, Lin Yang directly retorted:

"Hey, Uncle, I just finished talking about the deaf old lady, and you're already coming up to me to start a conversation?"

"What do you mean by 'let me ride you when there's nothing else to do'?"

"Isn't this for when people have something going on, like a headache or fever, or for emergency situations during weddings?"

"Let's not even talk about how no one knows how to ride a bike now. Even if someone does know how to ride a bike, who will be responsible if someone gets into an accident while riding mine!"

"So, it's your turn?"

This rebuke left the old man speechless.

The neighbors all agreed with Lin Yang's words, since it wasn't that Lin Yang wouldn't lend his car, but rather that he could lend it out in an emergency.

If we don't say nice things now, we'll be in trouble if Lin Yang refuses to lend us the car when we really need it.

After Sha Zhu and the others were made the first to be criticized by Lin Yang, no one else dared to make a fool of themselves.

After praising Lin Yang a few more times, they went home in twos and threes to prepare dinner.

Privately, however, they were all discussing what merit Lin Yang had made that was still a state secret.

And they even gave away so many things as rewards!

Upon arriving at the entrance, Lin Yang got out of the car.

After opening the door, he walked in carrying a radio in one hand and braised food in the other.

I had just put down the radio, ready to rest and have a drink of water before heading out, when I saw a figure appear outside the open door.

"Zhou Changli?" Lin Yang called out in confusion, and the figure quickened his pace to Lin Yang's door.

"Brother Yang, I have something I want to ask you!" Zhou Changli said with a smile, carrying three or four eggs in his hand. "I also brought some eggs that some relatives gave me, so you can try them."

"You come all this way, and you even brought eggs?" Seeing the eggs in Zhou Changli's hand, Lin Yang couldn't help but laugh and say, "I don't need your food. You can eat it yourself."

That's what he said, but he was still very happy inside.

Zhou Changli placed the eggs on the table and said with a smile, "Brother Yang, you have food, this is just a small token of my appreciation."

"You little rascal." Lin Yang shook his head with a smile, then pretended to take a handful of sunflower seeds from his pocket but actually from his spatial storage, and said, "Have some sunflower seeds to eat, and by the way, let's see what you want from me?"

"Brother Yang, didn't you tell me to report something to you? I want to work with my brothers on some paperwork. Do you think it's still possible to do this now?" Zhou Changli didn't stand on ceremony, picking up some sunflower seeds and cracking them open while looking at Lin Yang with a puzzled expression.

He had planned to do this before, but the raid on the pigeon market by the Nanluo Police Station that night was so big that it scared many ticket scalpers in the city into shutting down.

Even many pigeon markets have temporarily suspended operations.

This left him somewhat uncertain for a moment.

Lin Yang was also taken aback when he heard this. He hadn't expected that Zhou Changli was thinking of becoming a ticket scalper.

However, upon further reflection, I realized that this was not impossible.

Because the difficult years were still far off, the authorities initially intended to regulate this spontaneously formed underground market, known as the "pigeon market."

But in the end, those in power tacitly allowed this underground market to exist.

After all, this can help some struggling families solve their livelihood problems.

However, he couldn't be sure right now; he would only know after asking Tong Daning and Liu Fujun.

Thinking of this, he looked at Zhou Changli and said, "This is not something that cannot be done, but I also need to find out the current situation."

However, Lin Yang then thought of something else. He looked at Zhou Changli and said, "I have a fairly legitimate business now. If I cook well, I'm sure I can make a living. I just don't know if you and your brothers are afraid of losing face?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Changli replied without hesitation, "Brother Yang, it doesn't matter if it's embarrassing or not, as long as we can eat our fill these days!"

"Collecting scrap!" Lin Yang said to him with a smile.

Actually, this was something Lin Yang had wanted someone to do for a long time, and it was also something that the protagonists in most of the historical novels he had read in his previous life had to do.

He wasn't afraid to copy what others had said, because collecting recyclables was indeed a good business.

Whether in this era or in future generations, collecting recyclables is an industry that may seem insignificant, but it is actually quite complex and rewarding.

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