Yang Weimin looked at Er Gang, who was as happy as a child. He couldn't help but smile and shake his head. Then, he slowly walked back to the courtyard house.
"Weimin, you're back."
"Yes, Third Aunt."
There were more than 20 households living in the courtyard house, and there were three masters in charge. The front yard was Yan Bugui, the middle yard was Yi Zhonghai, and the backyard was Liu Haizhong.
Yan Bugui was a primary school teacher. He loved to scheme and take advantage of others. Scheming was the family tradition. There was a reason why Yan Bugui was so calculative. It was because his family of seven was supported by Yan Bugui's salary alone.
Although his days weren't good, Yan Bugui was too stingy. He was the same for his own children. When Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiekuan grew up, they would have to pay for their food and accommodation.
If he wanted to borrow money, that was fine too, but he had to pay interest. It was this calculative personality that caused Yan Bugui's child to be calculative as well.
Even when Yan Bugui got old and fell sick, none of his children were willing to pay. They pushed each other. Anyway, it was not their responsibility or obligation.
Yang Weimin only greeted them briefly before walking towards the middle courtyard. Other than Yi Zhonghai, Qin Huiru and Silly Zhu's families were also in the middle courtyard.
If he had a choice, Yang Weimin would rather live in the backyard. There was no other reason than the fact that Qin Huairu's mother-in-law, Jia Zhangshi, had a glib tongue. She talked non-stop all day long.
Yang Weimin was annoyed when he heard that.
Moreover, the hypocrite Yi Zhonghai also lived in the middle court. He was not as good as the real villain Xu Damao in the backyard. Xu Damao would not take the initiative to provoke others if there was nothing wrong.
However, Yi Zhonghai was different. When he had nothing to do, he would hold a general meeting of the entire academy. He seemed to be fair when dealing with things, but in fact, he was biased.
Yang Weimin lived next to Yi Zhonghai's house. There were two rooms, one side room and one side room. It was smaller than Yi Zhonghai's main room and bigger than Shazhu's room.
Yang Weimin poured himself a glass of water. He didn't have a thermos cup or anything like that. He only used a tea jar. He had been taking exams for most of the morning, so he was a little thirsty.
Yang Weimin was drinking cold white tea. It was not that he did not want to drink tea, but there were no tea leaves. Tea leaves were in high demand and could not be bought normally. There were no tickets, and they were all limited supplies.
As he was drinking tea, Yang Weimin suddenly heard a man-made voice in his mind. He could not tell if it was a man or a woman.
" The sign-in system has been activated. Binding…"
"The registration system has been successfully bound. Host, please sign in and receive the registration reward.”
Yang Weimin stared in front of him with his mouth agape. In fact, his attention was focused on the voice in his mind.
Three years, three whole years! He had only just activated the system.
Yang Weimin didn't know if it was because he had completed three years, or because he had taken the sixth-grade locksmith exam today that he had met the requirements to activate the system.
Although he came late, it was better than nothing. In fact, he needed the system the most when he had just transmigrated. His salary was extremely low, and his life was not guaranteed. He was exhausted from working every day.
Yang Weimin had already saved some money, but everything was limited and couldn't be bought without tickets, such as pork, white flour, cooking oil, and so on.
"Sign in."
"Congratulations to the host for opening the Dimensional Pocket. One bicycle ticket, ten cans of fruit, and ten cans of red braised pork.”
Yang Weimin could check the System Space with his mind, and he could take things out with just a thought.
Yang Weimin looked at the canned fruit and braised pork in surprise. There were several types of canned fruit, including peach, orange, and pineapple.
It had been a long time since he had eaten fruit, so Yang Weimin picked up a can of pineapple and started eating.
"By the way, where are the bicycle tickets?"
"The bicycle tickets and cash rewards will be distributed in other ways.”
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Yang Weimin was a little speechless. The rewards were distributed separately. Was he afraid that someone would find out that his tickets were not from a legitimate source?
However, Yang Weimin had been here for three years and had developed a lot of patience. He was not in a hurry and knew that the system would send it to him sooner or later.
After finishing a can of pineapple, Yang Weimin didn't eat any more. Instead, he opened a can of braised pork.
Unless the temperature was too low and the oil inside solidified, the canned red braised pork could be eaten directly.
The System Space maintained a constant temperature and ensured that the food would not go bad, so Yang Weimin did not have to worry about the food spoiling.
Yang Weimin took out a spoon and began to eat. He ate the meat and drank the pineapple water in large mouthfuls. He was bursting with happiness.
Due to the limited amount of pork, Yang Weimin could only eat it twice a month, and it was the kind that he couldn't get enough of. It was rare for him to eat canned red braised pork, so Yang Weimin ate two cans in one go.
The main thing was that it tasted good. Although Yang Weimin could cook, his cooking skills were very ordinary. Not to mention the staple food, even the seasonings were limited. Moreover, rare items like white sugar were very expensive, and they were usually reluctant to buy them.
Now, the only cheap meat was fish, so there were people fishing everywhere in Yanjing's moat and parks. It was the same all year round. When it froze in winter, they had to break open the ice to fish.
Yang Weimin usually only cooked the fish with some salt. He had never eaten sweet and sour fish before.
In the past, he might have thought that this canned red braised pork was a little too sweet, but now, he only felt that it was a delicacy on earth. The taste was just right.
There were still eight cans of red braised pork left. Yang Weimin planned to eat them at night and save some more. After all, he didn't know what the sign-in reward would be tomorrow. If there was no meat, he would really cry.
However, Yang Weimin felt that he was not that unlucky. He was looking forward to the arrival of tomorrow and what kind of signing reward he would receive.
Yang Weimin finished the three cans and lay on the bed in satisfaction.
The two rooms were not small, but they looked very empty. There were two tables, four chairs, two wooden boxes, a cupboard, and a bed. There was not even a bedside table.
The kitchen was also here. A coal stove and a pot were the mobile kitchen. The seasoning was placed on a small square table at the side.
Every yard had a public kitchen, but Yang Weimin didn't use it after using it a few times. He would rather light a cigarette than use a public kitchen.
There were only three seats in the public kitchen, and each family brought their own seasonings and ingredients.
Yang Weimin wasn't used to it at first, so he dropped the matches and seasonings several times. In the end, when he looked at it the next day, he found that there were a lot less.
Even if the residents in the middle court used his cooking, there was no need to use so much. Yang Weimin knew that a portion of it had been taken away, but he was afraid that he would find Yi Zhonghai, so he did not take it away directly.
Other than that, Yang Weimin was also annoyed by the people around him nagging when he was cooking.
In the past few years, he had been ostracized by the Council, and the reason was very simple. Jia Zhangshi had gossiped behind his back and spread rumors, causing the people in the Council to isolate and alienate him.
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