Traveling with a girl through time, starting from the courtyard house

Chapter 118: Work begins, meeting Lou Xiaoe again

The New Year's holiday time is quickly gone. Except for New Year's greetings on the second day of the Lunar New Year, Jiang Yang rarely goes out. Wouldn't it be nice to hug his wife at home? Besides, he also has a shy sister-in-law.

Moreover, the food at home is delicious, so I feel so free that I can go outside to enjoy the cold breeze.

In the blink of an eye, it’s time to go to work on the sixth day of the lunar month.

Ye Hongying and the others hadn't started school yet, so they continued to watch TV at home with Jiang Xue.

Jiang Yang pushed his bicycle and parted ways with Ye Xiuying at the intersection.

As soon as I arrived at the steel rolling mill, I heard a factory-wide meeting.

"Uncle Zhao, what are you going to say in the meeting?"

"It should be about Li Huaide and Li Jianren. Unexpectedly, these two people are actually enemy agents."

"I see."

Jiang Yang pretended to reply that according to the information he received, all these people had been shot.

Sure enough, the people on the stage changed all over, and even Director Yang didn't know where he was.

He said a lot of nonsense, but Jiang Yang didn't listen much because he was leaving.

All he knew was that this time all the top management had to be replaced.

After the general meeting, there was a small meeting, and the new section chief of the purchasing department once again talked nonsense for an hour.

Jiang Yang can't leave yet, and he can't resign now. Anyway, he can work freely.

"Ah... the nonsense is finally over."

Jiang Yang stretched and couldn't help but complain.

Others nodded. They didn't care who was the leader, as long as it didn't affect their ability to work and make money.

"Okay, let's all pick up our respective tasks and start getting busy."

Zhao Mingliang greeted, and everyone received their tasks and left the rolling mill.

Jiang Yang rode his bike to a traditional Chinese medicine store.

A white-haired old man was dozing off at the clinic table on one side, and there was also a young man packing medicinal materials at the counter.

Seeing Jiang Yang enter the door, the young man quickly put down what he was doing and said, "Comrade, are you here to see a doctor or get medicine?"

"I need some medicinal materials, please see if there are any."

Jiang Yang handed him a list of medicinal materials, which were all the medicinal materials needed in Ye Hongying's formula. He didn't want some of them that he had in his space.

For example, star anise, chili pepper, butter, etc. can be produced in his space.

"Comrade, this doesn't look like a prescription."

"What? Isn't it that the medicine is not given to you?"

The young man waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, these flavors are not illegal drugs. You can catch them. How much dose do you need?"

"I want as much as you have."

"What?"

The young man was stunned again and looked at the young man in front of him many times. He had no choice but to shake his master awake and whisper in his ear.

The old man picked up the list and looked at it, and he immediately understood Jiang Yang's intention.

"Comrade, are you going to make some food?"

"Old sir, it's true. I need these spices, and the quantity is relatively large."

Jiang Yang answered with clasped fists and a salute.

The old man waved his hand and stroked his beard and said.

"If you need some medical treatment, we can catch it for you, but if you need such a large amount, I can't sell it to you."

"We are a medical clinic here, and the medicinal materials are all used to treat diseases. It is impossible to sell out all one or several types."

"But I can introduce you to someone from whom you may gain something."

"Then there's Mr. Lao."

Jiang Yang clasped his fists and saluted again. If he could get a lot of harvest, he would not have to go to so many pharmacies.

When he walked out of the pharmacy, he had a piece of paper in his hand with only two names on it.

No. 38 Dongjiaomin Lane, Lou Fu.

"The surname is Lou? Isn't it the business of Lou Xiao'e's family?"

Jiang Yang showed a hint of suspicion, but it had little to do with him, and rode his bike towards that direction.

Dongjiaomin Lane is at the outermost edge of the inner city, and beyond is the inner city wall, close to Zhengyangmen.

It took him more than half an hour to get there by bike, and finally stopped at the gate of No. 38.

Some dilapidated house numbers read Lou's Trading Company, and business was relatively deserted, with almost no one coming or going.

Jiang Yang didn't hesitate, parked his bicycle and walked in.

Not long after, a fat old man went out to greet him, followed by a woman Jiang Yang knew very well, who was not Lou Xiao'e.

He had seen it not only on TV, but also on the street before.

He didn't expect to meet her again.

"Comrade, I am Lou Fu, the manager of Lou's Trading Firm. Do you have any business to discuss when you come to our firm?"

"Manager Lou, I was introduced by Mr. Bai. I would like to order a batch of spices. Do you have them here?"

As he said this, he handed over his note and glanced at Lou Xiao'e.

At this time, Lou Xiao'e was in her prime, wearing a white dress, still as lively and agile as a girl.

There is a big difference from the young women on TV.

He couldn't help but sigh: "Xu Damao is indeed a piece of shit. Anyone who touches it will be contaminated."

"Comrade, we have spices here, how much do you need?"

"The more, the merrier."

Lou Fu frowned slightly. The more the better, although it was the most beautiful thing for businessmen like them, but at this time it was not.

"Comrade, if you exceed a certain amount, you need a letter of introduction. Do you have one?"

"Uh..."

Jiang Yang was slightly startled and took it for granted.

These spices can neutralize the medicinal properties and can't do anything bad. I didn't expect the restrictions to be so big?

"Honestly, I don't. But I am willing to exchange a batch of medicinal materials with your Lou family with some news. I wonder if Miss Lou is interested?"

Lou Xiao'e and Lou Fu looked at each other, couldn't help but take two steps forward, looked at Jiang Yang, and asked, "Do you know me?"

"We met once. I'm still a purchaser at the steel rolling mill."

"I see."

Lou Xiao'e nodded. She often went to the steel rolling mill with Lou Zhenhua. There should be many people who know her.

"Let me hear the news. If I think it's worth it, I can give you some additional medicinal materials."

"No, I can only tell your father the news!"

Jiang Yang smiled slightly and continued:

"But help me prepare the maximum amount of spices today. If you want to change, come to me at the steel rolling mill. My name is Jiang Yang."

"Mysterious!"

Lou Xiao'e muttered, then looked at Lou Fu.

"As long as it's within the rated range, the transaction will be fine."

Lou Fu immediately called the workers to start making arrangements. A full 200 kilograms of spices were quickly tied to the back seat of the bicycle, and the tires of the bicycle were flattened.

Before leaving, Jiang Yang said again: "Miss Lou, this news is related to the life and death of your family. I'm not kidding."

Lou Xiao'e's face suddenly darkened. She looked at Jiang Yang's leaving figure and asked, "Uncle Fu, how true or false do you think this guy's words are?"

"Miss, just tell me. I can only tell whether the news is true or false."

"I understand. I'll talk to my dad when I get back tonight."

Jiang Yang ignored Lou Xiao'e's changes, turned into a deserted alley, and quickly sent the spices into the space. In the space, he spent some gold coins to make it look like what he wanted.

"It depends on whether the Lou family is willing to trade. If not, we can only go to Pigeon Market to try, or simply go to Hong Kong City to prepare."

Jiang Yang gathered his thoughts and rode out of the city again.