Author: Runchao Cigarettes

After leaving the master's house, Yang Yukun went to Xu Jingping's house.

Go to the door and take a look.

The courtyard was dark and the lights in the house had been turned off.

There is not much nightlife these days, so I go to bed relatively early.

All went to bed.

There is no need to wake anyone up.

After standing at the door and taking a look, Yang Yukun returned to his home.

"Xiaokun."

"Little Fifth Brother, haven't you rested yet?"

"Come in and sit down, brother, I have something to tell you."

"What's up?"

As soon as he returned to the courtyard, Yang Yukun was stopped by Han Chunming and told him that he had something to tell him.

Putting his bicycle at the door, Yang Yukun entered Han Chunming's house.

He was quite curious, what happened to Han Chunming?

"On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Huguo Temple opens a ghost market. Have you heard about it?"

"Brother Xiao Wu, do you also know about this?"

"I just came back from my master's place. My master told me about this. It has spread all over the antique circles in the Four-Nine Cities. It is said that treasures from Ding Dong Tomb appeared in the ghost market."

After returning from Yang Huajian's place, Han Chunming went to sit with his master for a while.

His master told him that on the night of the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, someone would reopen the ghost market at Huguo Temple, and the treasures from Ding Dong Tomb would appear in the ghost market at that time.

Today is the twenty-fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, which means that the Huguo Temple Ghost Market will open at nine o'clock in the evening three days later.

Han Chunming planned to go there and take a look to see if he could find anything good in the ghost market.

As for the treasures at the ghost market auction, he didn't want to think about it for the time being.

Anything that can go to auction must not be ordinary, and the price must not be low. What he lacks now is working capital.

But it’s better to go and gain experience and broaden your horizons.

Yang Yukun said, "I also heard from my master about this. My master and I plan to go over and have a look."

"Xiao Kun, let's go together then."

"Okay."

"There are so many treasures buried with the Queen Mother of the West. I don't know which treasure appeared in the ghost market. Is it possible that it is the luminous pearl buried with the Queen Mother of the West?"

"It's unlikely. Even if it's not the Queen Mother's Night Pearl, as long as it's really the treasure in Ding Dong Tomb, it's not a big deal. After all, anything the Queen Mother can bring into the mausoleum is not ordinary."

"Too."

"Brother Xiao Wu, it's getting late. I'm going back to bed. You should go to bed early. Aren't you going to go to Uncle Zhang's house to pull things tomorrow morning? By the way, have you borrowed the truck?"

"I borrowed it. Yang Huajian will drive over tomorrow morning."

"Okay, I'll be back."

After chatting with Han Chunming for a while, Yang Yukun returned to his home next door and entered the portable planting space.

The rapeseed previously planted has matured. After harvesting the rapeseed, rice will be planted in the fields in rotation according to the various grain reserves in the storage area.

Yang Yukun still has one thing to do, which is to sterilize the two piglets in the breeding area.

The time flow rate in the portable planting space is three times that of the normal world.

Half a month has passed in the outside world, and one and a half months have passed in the portable planting space. The two piglets have reached the standards for castration.

If castration is not carried out, the pig will have a bad temper due to the influence of sex hormones in the body.

Castrated pigs are relatively quiet, have high feed conversion rates, faster growth rates, and delicious meat.

Yang Yukun actually learned the traditional craft of sterilizing piglets in his previous life.

He learned it from his cousin.

His cousin's main job is to give salvation to the dead, and his side job is to be a pig groomer.

Even in 2023, this traditional skill will not disappear.

Someone in the countryside bought piglets and asked a gelder to sterilize the piglets. The price was fifty yuan, and sometimes they could go to a pig farm to earn some extra money.

In his previous life, he had planned to return to his hometown to engage in breeding, so he learned traditional skills from his old cousin and had practical experience.

The two piglets Yang Yukun bought are both boars, and sterilizing boars is relatively less difficult than sterilizing sows.

He grabbed the little piggy's hind legs, raised the knife with his hand, and pried off the little piggy's balls.

In less than two minutes, Yang Yukun performed the sterilization surgery on the two young boars.

Two little piglets were huddled in the corner of the pig pen, groaning and staring at Yang Yukun, their eyes full of fear.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm doing it for your own good. This thing will be good for your physical and mental health after you pry it off."

"I haven't had a knife in so many years, but it's still so quick, accurate and ruthless."

Yang Yukun smiled and threw the eggs of the two little boars into the fish pond and fed them to the fish.

After removing the clean roots of the two little piglets and washing them, Yang Yukun returned to the bedroom.

Early the next morning.

At 6:30 in the morning in the real world, Yang Yukun came out of the portable planting space.

By the way, I took a sack of rice, a sack of noodles, some fruits and vegetables and a few jars of wine from the portable growing space.

Aren't you going to go to Uncle Zhang's house to help Han Chunming pick up things soon? He plans to deliver these things to Uncle Zhang.

After all, he and Han Chunming had lived at Uncle Zhang's house for so long, and Uncle Zhang didn't even confiscate a penny of accommodation and food expenses from them.

"Chunming, Chunming..."

"Brother Jian."

Hearing someone calling Han Chunming in the yard, Yang Yukun opened the door and took a look. It was Yang Huajian.

"Xiao Kun, long time no see. Isn't this guy Chunming still up?"

"I'm coming."

Han Chunming had not gotten up yet. When he heard Yang Huajian calling him in the courtyard, he quickly got up from the warm bed.

"Yang Huajian, why did you come here so early?"

"Didn't you ask me to go early? You told me to go early and come back early. My brother got up at five o'clock."

"Good buddy, that's interesting. Wait for me for a while. I'll wash my face first. Later, I'll invite you to a restaurant together."

Yang Yukun asked, "Brother Jian, where is the car?"

"At the entrance of the alley."

"Please help me move my things."

"Oh, there are so many things, Xiaokun, where are you going to move them?"

"Send it to Uncle Zhang. Didn't Brother Xiaowu and I live at Uncle Zhang's place for half a month? We lived here for so long with nothing to eat. Let's send some New Year's goods to Uncle Zhang."

"Good guy, where did you get so much rice, white flour, fruits, vegetables and wine?"

"I asked my friends at the winery to buy the wine, and I bought the rice and noodles from the black market."

"Xiao Kun, can you ask your friend to get me two jars of this wine?"

Yang Huajian drank this rice wine called Jieyuhua when we had dinner at Han Chunming's place before, and he still remembers it.

Unfortunately, this wine is not available in the market. If you want to buy it, you can't find it anywhere. When I asked people in their circle, they all said they had never heard of such a wine.

"I'll ask my friend for you later. As for whether I can get it, I can't guarantee it."

"Xiaokun, thank you."

"Don't be too busy saying thank you. Let's talk about it first. You can't blame me if I don't get it."

"Don't worry, I'm not a stingy person. It doesn't matter if you can't get it."

Yang Huajian knew that this wine must be very difficult to obtain, otherwise it would be impossible to buy it on the market, and even a junior like him had never heard of it.

Even if he really couldn't get it, he wouldn't be dissatisfied with Yang Yukun, he still had this ambition.

With the help of Yang Huajian, the two moved their things into the car.

Han Chunming's tricycle was also loaded onto the truck and tied up to be used as a transportation tool. After all, the truck could not enter Uncle Zhang's village.

Yang Huajian drove a Jiefang CA10 truck. It was not difficult for a high-ranking cadre like him to help find a truck.
Chapter completed!