The entire morning was spent purchasing supplies.
Fortunately, there was no restriction on the purchase of all kinds of materials at this time. As long as you had money, it was fine.
If it was later on, it would be really not easy to buy the things for a banquet once the policy of supplying by ticket was released.
It was almost noon. Yang Yi looked at the pile of supplies in his Dimensional Pocket. It should be enough. These things were more than enough for a banquet.
Yang Yi stopped his shopping and turned to look for a tricycle.
The tricycle of this era was not the tricycle used to pull goods in the future. At this time, the tricycle was used to pull people. There was a hood on it, and the driver rode in front while the people sat behind. It was equivalent to the taxi of the future. The fuel consumption of 100 kilometers was only two pots.
Yang Yi found five tricycle, negotiated the price, and agreed on the time and place. They were just waiting to set off tomorrow.
The coachmen were all very happy. They had met a big customer. They had booked a carriage for three days and even provided food and accommodation. Where else could they find such a good thing?
After settling the deal with the convoy, Yang Yi went to Chen Xueru's place for lunch. After the two of them had a good time, Yang Yi planned to go home and take an afternoon nap.
Although the two of them had an excuse to do business together, they could not stay too long at Chen Xueru's place. This would cause bad rumors to spread.
In the courtyard house, Yang Yi woke up from his afternoon nap and looked at the time. It was not even three o'clock in the afternoon.
Yang Yi came to the courtyard. It was quiet and there was no one around.
At this time, no one was as free as him. He was either at work or busy.
When they arrived at the middle court, Master Eight was not on the big locust tree. He did not know where he had gone to have fun.
Master Eight was a little wild now. Yang Yi was a little worried. When this stupid bird's temper flared up, he would dare to rebuke anyone.
If it provoked someone serious, it would really disappear one day.
It was still throwing a tantrum. He had to find a way to ease the relationship with it. Otherwise, it would be difficult to communicate with it.
Yang Yi pondered and walked to the front yard. He happened to see Yan Bugui holding a fishing rod and preparing to walk out.
Did Old Yan leave the students to study and sneak back to fish?
Yang Yi's heart skipped a beat.
"Third Uncle, are you going fishing?”
Yan Bugui turned around and saw Yang Yi. He said indifferently,
"Aren't you asking the obvious?"
Yang Yi didn't mind Yan Bugui's attitude,
"Hey, Third Uncle, how about I go with you?”
"You? You know how to fish?"
Yan Bugui looked at Yang Yi suspiciously,
"You don't even have a fishing rod. How are you going to fish?”
"I don't have it, but Third Uncle, you do.”
Yang Yi said matter-of-factly,
"Don't you have two fishing rods? Just lend me one.”
Yan Bugui's face immediately darkened,
"No!"
After saying that, Yan Bugui lifted his feet and wanted to leave.
"Hey, Third Master, I won't lend you your fishing rod for nothing.”
Yang Yi quickly said,
"If you go by yourself, you have to walk. We can ride together. I have a bicycle.”
Yan Bugui stopped in his tracks.
Yang Yi saw that there was hope and continued,
"If we ride a bike to and fro, isn't it better than walking on two legs?”
Yan Bugui was obviously tempted. Every time he went fishing, he spent a lot of time on the road and it was tiring.
If he had a bicycle, he could fish for a while longer without having to walk. This was a good deal.
After some detailed calculations in his heart, Yan Bugui said,
"Then, I can lend you the fishing rod, but you can't break it.”
"Don't worry, I won't break your fishing rod.”
Yang Yi patted his chest and promised,
"Third Uncle, wait for me. I'll go push the bicycle.”
Yang Yi turned around and went back to the backyard to push his bicycle.
A moment later, the two of them took the fishing rod and pushed the cart out of the courtyard house. Yang Yi said,
"Come, Third Uncle, I'll help you hold the fishing rod so that you can ride your bike.”
Yan Bugui was instantly stunned. What was going on? Didn't you drive me? F * ck, do you want me to give you a ride?
"No, Yang Yi, weren't you the one who gave me a ride?”
"Hmm? Third Uncle, don't you want to ride a bicycle? This is a Phoenix brand bicycle!"
A bicycle was a luxury car of this era. Yang Yi did not believe that any man could refuse a Ferrari's test drive.
Yan Bugui was stunned. Yang Yi's bicycle was the first bicycle in the courtyard house. Many people in the courtyard were secretly envious. It would be a lie if they said they didn't want to ride it.
But why do I feel that something is wrong?
Yan Bugui hesitated for a moment. In the end, he could not resist the temptation of a luxury car test drive. He handed the fishing rod to Yang Yi and turned around to ride the bike.
Yang Yi sat in the backseat with a fishing rod in his hand. He sighed in his heart. The attraction of a luxury car to a man had never changed since ancient times.
The two of them rode, uh, it should be Yan Bugui carrying Yang Yi out of Dongzhimen. They rode along the moat and finally found a small area of the river that was not frozen.
Because the terrain here was relatively high, the water flow was rapid, so there was no ice.
The long-term scouring of the water had formed a small bend here, making it a good fishing spot.
After parking his bicycle, Yan Bugui rubbed his sore calf, feeling extremely complicated.
This test drive of the luxury car made him even more eager to save up money to buy a bicycle.
The first time he saw Yang Yi pushing a bicycle back to the courtyard, he had this idea. With a bicycle, it was convenient to go anywhere.
Take this driving experience as an example. It saved more than half of the time compared to walking, and it was even when Yang Yi was driving.
However, Yan Bugui had also regained his senses at this time. He had fallen into Yang Yi's trap again.
This was equivalent to him borrowing his fishing rod and driving him here to fish. His calves were sore from pedaling. Sigh, in terms of scheming, it had to be Yang Yi.
However, he had finally experienced the feeling of riding a bicycle. It was not a loss.
Yan Bugui consoled himself in his heart and felt better.
Yang Yi didn't care about the complicated feelings in Yan Bugui's heart. When he reached the ground, he immediately knew what to do. In the future, he could come and fish when he had nothing to do. Since he knew this place, he could come himself.
After calling out to Yan Bugui, Yang Yi took the fishing rod and occupied a good spot. He hung the earthworm on it and started fishing.
Oh, the earthworms were dug up by Yan Bugui under the big locust tree in the courtyard.
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